I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

Finally, after working hard all day, Master Si opened the Starve to Death app and ordered a table full of takeout while Pei Li was completely off guard. He then climbed out of the kitchen window and retrieved the food.

To make it look more convincing, Si Qian even arranged some plates on them as a token gesture.

after an hour--

"Boss, how do you like the taste?"

Si Qian looked at Pei Li, who had just picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, with a fawning expression, and spoke nervously.

The man looked at the colorful, fragrant, and steaming dishes before him, picked up a piece with his chopsticks, and suddenly chuckled:

"It's clear that Miss Si is someone who cherishes food."

Si Qian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and immediately began to flatter Pei Li, unaware that she had inadvertently offended him.

"Mr. Pei, you flatter me. I am indeed a rather thrifty person."

Pei Li put down his chopsticks and suddenly gave Si Qian a cryptic look:

"I can see that now, they even put the rat's head inside."

"???"

Si Qian's smile froze on her face. She leaned closer to take a look, still not believing it.

The piece of meat in front of me was dark, but I could vaguely see that the rat's whiskers were covered with sticky broth, which was still dripping down.

"..."

Damn merchants?

How dare they play a trick on her!

Si Qian, expressionless, picked up the piece of rat's head and threw it directly into the trash can, lying through her teeth without batting an eye:

"That's duck neck!"

Before he could investigate the rat food Si Qian had prepared for him, Pei Li received a phone call and hurriedly left.

As Pei Li paid the bill, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark:

“Miss Si, your rat is not like a respectable rat; it has even worked as a male prostitute.”

Si Qian: "..."

What does it matter if you lose two jobs in one day?

It's okay, just being alive is already a great achievement.

Pei Li had his driver take him back to the company after leaving home.

[Host has found out! The other strategist is currently located at Starry Sky Entertainment!]

On the train, 1748 excitedly reported the news to Pei Li, but when he met the other's cold and indifferent gaze, he subconsciously fell silent.

"Star Entertainment?"

Who are the management companies of Li Chuanze's two lackeys, Sheng Chi and Fu Xiao?

-

Meanwhile, Si Qian had just left the Pei family's house when her agent, Sister Chen, urgently called her back to the company.

Because of her abusive language on Weibo, she can no longer log in to her Weibo account.

But it's okay, she has a secondary account.

As soon as she entered the conference room, she saw Sheng Chi and Fu Xiao sitting arrogantly in the main seats, bossing her agent, Sister Chen, around.

Seeing this, Si Qian quickly grabbed Sister Chen's hand. Sister Chen raised her head and gently shook her head to stop Si Qian.

Two handprints were clearly visible on her face, but she still swallowed her anger for the sake of the artists under her command.

This company is the most profitable subsidiary of the Li Group. As Li Chuanze's good brothers, the two of them are used to running rampant in the company.

Si Qian's eyes gradually turned cold. After turning on the recording, she closed the conference room door and asked:

"Who hit me?"

Sheng Chi was the first to look over, a hint of mockery and schadenfreude brewing in his eyes:

"I hit you, what can you do to me? The difference between people is that I can make you disappear from the world without anyone noticing, while you can only grovel and beg for a living under my thumb."

At this moment, Fu Xiao smashed the glass in his hand on the ground, scattering sharp shards of glass everywhere. He leaned back in his chair.

"If you kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes today, perhaps I can forgive and forget about it."

"You and your agent are destined to be lowly people in this life. Dying would be a relief for you."

"Si Qian, you're nothing but Brother Li's dog."

"Kneel down and lick me—"

Poof——

Just as Fu Xiao was about to say something more, Si Qian pulled out the fruit knife she had bought and stabbed her into the other person's body.

Warm blood flowed from Fu Xiao's body, staining Si Qian's hand.

She gave a sinister laugh and leaned closer to Fu Xiao:

"You're right, so let's die together."

"Since I'm tired of living, I'll take someone down with me."

She has always had some mental health issues, which were relatively stable in the early years thanks to medication.

I thought I was cured because I hadn't had any flare-ups in the past few years, so I stopped taking the medication.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have drawn a knife and chopped the boss up.

She has an extreme personality and will kill any idiot she encounters.

Before Fu Xiao could react, Si Qian added a few more stabs, then slapped his face repeatedly from both sides.

Snapped!

A slap on the left:

"You and he really are a case of the upper beam being crooked, and the lower beam being crooked too!"

Snapped!

A slap on the right:

"Stop talking nonsense instead of speaking human language!"

Watching from the sidelines, I was terrified.

This guy really dares to say things.

Back in the day, when one of its systems threatened Si Qian to do a task, she slashed it twice with a kitchen knife.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sheng Chi's face turned pale instantly, and he lost his previous arrogant attitude.

"Killed!"

He shouted and ran towards the door, but the staff had already been sent away, so he was now helpless.

Si Qian chased after him, grabbed his hair, and slammed his head against the wall several times.

"I've tolerated you for a long time!"

Snapped!

Si Qian slapped Sheng Chi across the face he was most proud of.

"If it weren't for that guy surnamed Li paying so much money, you would have been dead a year ago!"

Sister Chen was so frightened that she lost her composure.

It's over! It's over!

Now she's going to jail. Sister Chen took out her phone and called an ambulance.

Si Qian looked at the two people lying on the ground and kicked them.

not dead?

She calmly dialed 110 directly.

"Hey! Officer, I want to turn myself in..."

……

After one hour--

"What did you say?! You were stabbed eight times and only suffered minor injuries?!"

Inside the police station, Sheng Chi, whose mouth and eyes were crooked from the beating, slammed his fist on the table in disbelief after hearing the results of Fu Xiao's injury assessment.

"How can this be!"

Si Qian, sitting next to him, secretly rolled her eyes.

What's impossible about that?

Anyone who frequently commits murder knows that some injuries are just for show, but when they are actually examined, they can only be classified as minor injuries.

However, after thinking about it, she still kindly comforted the other person:

"Isn't this great? The 'Eight-Cut CEO' type is all the rage right now."

Sheng Chi's chest heaved with excitement as he pointed at Si Qian in front of the police, his voice trembling:

"I want to sue her for intentional homicide!"

Si Qian calmly pulled out her medical record and slammed it on the table.

"I'm mentally ill!"

Seeing Sheng Chi's furious expression, Si Qian immediately played the recording, presenting the police with the exact words Sheng Chi and Fu Xiao had spoken in the meeting room:

“Officer, he intentionally injured me first, so I retaliated. I also have a medical condition, so it’s normal to lose control of my behavior in such a situation. I have deeply realized my mistake and called the police and an ambulance immediately. It doesn’t count as intentional homicide.”

Si Qian never fights a battle unprepared, and Sheng Chi's face turned green upon hearing this.

At this moment, Sheng Chi's agent came over, pulled him outside, and said something to him. When Sheng Chi returned, he kept glaring at Si Qian.

"You're lucky this time!"

After considering all factors, both parties eventually compromised, with Si Qian paying the medical expenses, and the matter was settled.

It was already evening when I left the police station.

The phone rang at that moment—

[Mr. Si, you have a new designated driver order to process. Please process it as soon as possible.]