Xia Weibao's footsteps halted, and her gaze sharp as a knife shot toward the two actresses.
Such cutting eyes frightened the two into trembling.
"Remember, we are a film crew, a team. If we don't believe in Director Xu, who will?"
"Instead of talking nonsense here, think about how to solve the problem!"
The two young actresses flushed with embarrassment, but intimidated by Xia Weibao, dared not say more.
When she arrived at the police station, she happened to run into Leng Yan, whose face was grim.
His eyes were bloodshot, full of exhaustion, clearly having not slept all night.
"Boss."
Xia Weibao greeted him but did not expect Leng Yan to ignore her completely, heading straight into the police station.
She could only follow.
When they saw Xu Jiayang, the director who was usually so neatly dressed had completely lost his vitality.
Dressed in prison clothes, his hair tousled from being grabbed, a beard had grown, and his face was filled with defeat.