Su Li immediately shook her head, muttering to herself, "I'm a university student of the new era, who would believe in this? Brother Zhou, I'll go check out the studio in a bit."
Zhou Yitian exhaled heavily and nodded.
This matter is a bit tricky.
There are a total of over thirty people in the studio, and now more than half are sick, leaving everyone in a state of panic. Who even has the focus to work?
The most crucial point is that Su Li spent thirty million to buy that office building, and it's not like she can just say no to it.
Zhou Yitian didn't linger, quickly leaving to head to the studio.
A man's deep, magnetic laugh suddenly resonated above Su Li's head, "Su Li, do you really believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Su Li wore a bitter frown, her eyes full of nervousness as she looked at Feng Huaijin.
Admittedly, she no longer dared to confidently say "I don't believe."
