Reporter B: "Many netizens have accused your new song of plagiarism. Is that true?"

Jiang Jian said righteously: "My new song is completely original. It is all my hard work. I personally strongly oppose plagiarism. If anyone says such things again, I will ask the company to sue me."

With just this one video, Jiang Jian cleared himself of all blame and threw all the dirty water on Jiang Wan and Ye Cheng.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but give a thumbs-up: "This technique of throwing dirty water is first-rate!"

The public relations department manager couldn't help but have a headache.

And he just put on such a big hat. Isn't it disrespectful to the deceased?

Thinking of this, looking at Jiang Wan's calm face, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Jiang Wan, this matter was caused by you after all. What do you think?"

Jiang Wan was provoked and responded subconsciously:

"His acting is OK, but his crying scenes are terrible. He must have put onion juice on his hands."

The department manager was very upset...

I'm asking you how's his acting?

Su Bai: "Stop joking, let's be serious."

Jiang Wan blinked and thought for a moment:

"He posted this clarification video just to suppress those who said he was involved in Zhao Lili's death. He must be guilty.

Why don't we just do what he's afraid of? If he's worried about those topics becoming popular, we'll buy the buzz and he'll be too busy to handle it and won't have time to mess with me. "

Su Bai's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands. Good boy, you finally got it. He immediately said:

"Just do as Jiang Wan said. Raise the heat on the Zhao Lili incident, then bring up topics like him wetting his pants and beating women, and see how he responds."