Chapter 68

I didn't go back to the fitting room again. Sister Yang's husband is there, so I will definitely no longer need me as an assistant.

I almost didn't sleep all night that night. When I woke up in the morning, I felt my eyes were a little dry, and I realized that I was crying in my sleep last night.

I remembered very clearly what happened that afternoon, that was the day when I was sent here by the company

I was discussing a problem with several other fashion designers, and went to the first floor lobby to find the front desk to get the express parcel.

But I saw Sister Yang walk into the company!

I was excited again. Sister Yang actually came during the day. Could it be because she got off work early today?

At this time, I saw two men following in. They looked very old. They were following Sister Yang, and the three of them quickly walked into the elevator.

Who are these two old men? Just now, I clearly saw them staring at Sister Yang's body from behind, with their eyes very vulgar and greedy, like a hungry wolf, ready to swallow the beauty in front of them at any time.

My heart couldn't help but sink, and a feeling of anxiety gradually rose.

Shao Jie, please sign on it. The front desk handed me a pen

Oh, thank you, I quickly came back to my senses, took the pen and signed

When I returned to the office, I was restless. I always thought about the two old men behind Sister Yang. Sister Yang had never come so early and had not conveyed any news to me. Logically speaking, when she got here, she would have to talk to me, the assistant.

I casually dealt with several other designers and left the office

I took the elevator to the 17th floor and ran to the backstage

There was not a single person in the fitting room. Sister Yang was not here, so where would she go?

Every time she comes to the company, she basically goes to the fitting room to change clothes and organizes makeup, but this time... isn't she coming to the company for filming?

Or is she a special person to terminate the contract?

Thinking of this, I can't calm down. Is Sister Yang leaving?

It was really a prophecy by that lewd wife!

I quickly went to the 8th floor to find Sun, but when I arrived at the office door, the secretary outside told me that Sun was not here.

If Sun Dong is not here, how can Sister Yang terminate the contract?

I suddenly thought of the two old men. Their eyes looked at Sister Yang with malicious eyes, obviously having ill intentions.

What do they want to do to Sister Yang?

Tianyu Company has a total of 22 floors

The lobby on the first floor; the second to fifth floors are all places for ordinary employees, photographers and us fashion designers; the sixth floor restaurant; the seventh floor shelter floor; the eighth and nineth floors are the office areas of the company's senior leaders; the tenth floor is also the shelter floor; the eleventh floor to the fifteenth floor are the offices, training and fitness venues for artists; the sixth and seventeenth floors are shooting rooms and catwalks...

Generally speaking, the contracted artists are on the 16th and 17th floors. Sister Yang works part-time and is an artist trained by Sun Dong. The situation is quite special and she will not shoot in the most basic shooting room like the 16th floor.

But Sister Yang is not on the 17th floor now, so where will she go?

To be on the safe side, I searched all over the 12th to 15th floors. No trace of Sister Yang was found in the artist's training room and fitness room. In each shooting room on the 16th floor, there were other artists and photographers working, and they all said they did not see Sister Yang.

I even began to doubt my eyes. Could it be that I was dazzled?

Is it because I want to see Sister Yang so much that I regard other artists as Sister Yang?

Suddenly, I thought of the nineteenth floor

I still remember that when I first became Sister Yang's assistant. That night, after Sister Yang finished filming, I worked in the company until very late. It was almost midnight and I had no food, so I went to the cafeteria.

In the canteen on the sixth floor, I met an artist named Xiaoya. He looked very beautiful. I think simply from the appearance, this girl's appearance can be comparable to Sister Yang, but the temperament of the two are different. Xiaoya belongs to the very quiet and elegant type.

At that time, she was the only customer in the cafeteria.

I couldn't help but talk to her for a few words, because I have never seen an artist like her who works late before. I should have gone to bed at this point. This girl is really strange.

Xiaoya spoke very softly and felt weak. Such a girl wanted someone to hold her in her arms and cherish her and protect her.

Xiaoya told me that she had just finished her work on the 19th floor. When I first came to the company, I heard someone mention that the 19th floor was also a shooting room, and not everyone can enter it casually.

I didn't care or ask more

Because my activity range is always on the 16th and 17th floors except for the office area

I was a little curious and asked Xiaoya what the 19th floor shooting room looks like

Xiaoya said that there is no difference between it and the seventeenth floor, but the floor is a bit special. The nineteenth floor is actually the eighteenth floor. Because the eighteenth floor is not nice, it is like the eighteenth floor hell, so I said it is the nineteenth floor. This is the same concept as the thirteenth floor and the fourteenth floor, which is just avoiding unlucky numbers.

I asked Xiaoya about other things, but she seemed to be scruples. Her eyes looked at me were full of vigilance. She didn't say anything to me anymore. She casually said a few words and left the cafeteria.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the elevator button. As expected, like the thirteenth floor, there is no eighteenth floor. I have never paid attention to these before.

Will Sister Yang be on the 19th floor?

I pressed the button on the 19th floor and the elevator sent me into a spacious and bright corridor. The corridor was not long. At the end was flowing water pouring down from the ceiling above. It was like a waterfall. Below was a winding pool. There were several steps in the center that extended past.

There is a statue standing on each side of the pool, with a beautiful angel stretching out his wings on the left, and a hideous devil on the right.

At this moment, my phone rang. It was an incoming call from an unfamiliar number. The number should be an anonymous online phone number. This number is extremely concealed and difficult to be traced.

I answered the phone and a distorted sound came from it. It sounded like it was processed through a voice changer.

Friend, if you want to enter here, please do what I said.

Now you will return to your office immediately, open the drawer on the bottom of the desk, there is a fingerprint film inside. After you get it, you will come to the nineteenth floor. Put the fingerprint film on the private part of the bottom of the angel skirt on the left, and you can enter it. Goodbye

Before I could ask more questions, the other party hung up the phone

Who is this person?

How did you know I was going to the 19th floor?

However, I didn't think much about it, and I quickly returned to the elevator.

Sure enough, in the drawer on the bottom of the desk, under the pile of documents, there was a fingerprint film wrapped in a transparent bag lying there

I quickly returned to the nineteenth floor and according to what the other party said, I put the fingerprint film on the private parts of the bottom of the angel skirt.

Which designer designed this way? It's really evil. When I did this, I felt my face burning.

At this time, a pleasant music came out, and the water pouring down in front of me slowly separated from the middle like a sliding door, which was breathtaking.

I studied abroad and have been fortunate to see such a secret door design in some casinos. The methods are indeed somewhat clever.

When I walked into it, I found that the layout inside was not much different from the seventeenth floor, but the lights in the corridor were a little dim, not as bright as those on the seventeenth floor.

There are also some men in casual clothes standing outside. They look like bodyguards, with serious expressions. When they see me, their eyes keep looking at me, very alert. There are even a few people watching me whispering to each other. It seems that my newcomer has come here and attracted their attention.

But I ignored these things. The rooms here are all closed with the doors closed. I didn't dare to open them rashly. I could only listen carefully to the movements coming from each room while walking.

Suddenly, I heard a shrill scream from the front and stopped.

I saw a room door open with a slam, and a woman ran out with her hair stumbled. No, she probably escaped, but her steps were disordered and her feet seemed to be out of control, so she could not run normally.

Damn, I want to run away! A man's scream came from the room

The woman seemed to see me and ran towards me, but after a few steps, she fell to the ground and stretched out a hand to me

I quickly walked over and wanted to help her up, so I could see clearly the woman's face

This...isn't this Xiaoya?!