"What is she talking about?" Ji Shaoyang knew that to pry the truth out of her mouth, he would either have to sign an unequal treaty that would humiliate the country, or he would be teased, so he simply asked Fu Yi, who felt the easiest to deal with among the three.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know either." This eldest lady had no idea what she was pretending to be. He, a mortal in this world, had better not try to figure it out, so as not to get a headache from thinking about it.
Ji Shaoyang glanced at the coffin-faced Secretary Zhuo again and finally gave up.
"Miss, please kindly tell your brother."[
"Ahem." Qin Xue smiled and cleared her throat deliberately.
Young Master Ji quickly waved his hand: "Have a cup of iced black tea."
"Same." Zhuoran's flat voice answered.
"I want beer." Fu Yi interjected not to be outdone.
Ji Shaoyang's mouth twitched and he said to the waitress who came over: "Two cups of iced black tea and three bottles of ice beer."
The waiter hurriedly responded as if he was afraid that he would regret it, and ran back to the back, and brought what he asked for in the shortest possible time. Young Master Ji, who looked so ferocious just now, frightened all the little girls.
Ji Shaoyang could only smile bitterly at this situation. But even if he had to do it over again, he would still do it. He would do whatever it takes to save his brother, let alone beat him up.
Qin Xue drank black tea contentedly, and the cold breath finally made the heat in her body subside slightly. She had been following people under the sun all morning. When the two people got on the Ferris wheel and entered the tea house, she was still in the corner outside.
Squatting inside.
"Miss, can we talk now? What happened today? Those people just now, and those text messages sent to me this morning. What on earth are you doing?" Ji Shaoyang still doesn't know where he is.
She was taken advantage of, but he wouldn't mind that because he knew she was definitely doing something for the company.
"Okay, I'll tell you." Qin Xue looked around and saw that no one could hear their conversation, so she said softly: "The few people I invited just now are people who don't know the truth.
Onlookers'."
Ji Shaoyang black line: "What do you mean?"
"As park visitors, they 'accidentally' filmed the conversation you just had. Then when they saw a well-known host in it, they treated it as an anecdote and posted it on the largest forums and websites."
At this point, they should finally understand, right?
Ji Shaoyang really understood, and even Fu Yi stared at her as if she had seen a ghost.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Qin Xue touched her nose: "Isn't what I said clear enough?"
"You are too cruel... Now Lin Duoyin is dead, even if she doesn't die." Young Master Ji was silent for a while, then stretched out his thumb with a look of relief.
Qin Xue smiled, picked up the black tea and took two sips.
As long as this video is posted online, even if it does not contain Lin Duoyin's personal confession, people with a little discernment will still be able to see her true thoughts. Not to mention that there are so many people online, some people may not be able to see it, and they still can't.
There will be powerful experts who will analyze it and help them understand it.
By then, so what if there is no evidence? Lin Duoyin will become a real, ungrateful song thief in everyone's mind. She betrayed the company that originally promoted her and handed over important things to her competitors. Such a reputation
It will hang over her for the rest of her life. Even with the support of the Zhou family, she will not be recognized by the audience.
She will be like a falling meteor, shining for just a moment before falling into the endless black abyss.[
And Qin Xue also wanted to know whether Zhou Yinghao would hold her in his hands like a treasure again at that time!