Chapter 383 Is this a pseudo-orthopedics script?

The crystal chandelier illuminates the VIP box of the "Crown" bar as bright as day, and the reflected light dances in the amber wine.

Lu Yi leaned back on the leather sofa, the Patek Philippe on his wrist glowing coldly under the dim light.

He shook the Louis XIII in his hand, and the sound of ice cubes hitting the wall of the glass was drowned out by the deafening music.

"Master Yi, is this your new favorite?" Lin Jiayi came over and carefully tapped the car keys belonging to Hennessy Venom on the table with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish.

Lu Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Take your dirty hands away."

Lin Jiayi's breathing stagnated, and she quickly withdrew her hand and sat up straight on the sofa.

"Master Yi's cars are all treasures, you can't just touch them casually." Li Mo teased, nudging Lu Yi with his elbow. "Hey, you disappeared for so long just to get this car?"

"I guess so." Lu Yi pushed up his sunglasses to block out the dazzling colorful lights.

"Hiss - why do I feel like you've changed a lot?" Li Mo frowned and looked at Lu Yi. He used to be a madman who didn't care about his life. He never wore sunglasses to protect his eyes when he came to the bar.

Why is it that now... my whole temperament feels different?

Seems calmer than before.

Lu Yi glanced around the box and saw a dozen well-dressed young people gathered in groups of three or four, with empty bottles of Ace of Spades piled up half a person's height.

Suddenly I felt a little bored. It would be more comfortable to play the racing simulator in Lihuayuan.

He picked up the car keys and stood up. Li Mo looked up at him in confusion: "Master Yi, where are you going?"

Lu Yi walked towards the door of the box without looking back and waved his hand: "It's boring, you guys go have fun."

"You're leaving now?" Li Mo was surprised and said impatiently, "The beauty I called for you hasn't arrived yet!"

The only response he got was the box door slowly closing, and the tall figure completely disappeared from sight.

Lin Jiayi shifted her hips and sat next to Li Mo. "Hey, why does it feel like Master Yi is absent-minded today? Could it be that he's fallen for some rich girl and is lovesick?"

Li Mo glanced at her with disgust. "What nonsense are you talking about? With his arrogant and domineering personality, does he look like someone who would be lovesick?"

After he finished speaking, Li Mo lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought. He suddenly remembered that two months ago, Lu Yi asked him to help deliver a car to Lihuayuan.

If I remember correctly, Lihuayuan is Meng Anran's territory...

No way! Is this a fake orthopedic script?

Here, Lu Yi got into his sports car and didn't leave in a hurry.

He slumped in his chair, flipping through his phone when a Weibo post suddenly popped up: [The mysterious composer "Qi Ran" is actually a famous female entrepreneur?]

When Lu Yi saw the words "female entrepreneur", the first person he thought of was Meng Anran. He clicked on it and saw that it was indeed his sister.

The article lists all the songs composed by Qi Ran, a total of twelve songs, and each one of them is a huge hit.

But this does not affect the fact that there are still some black fans in the comment section who are cursing, accusing Meng Anran of not understanding music at all as a businessman and not being worthy of being in the music scene.

Some people also criticized Meng Anran for running Ruiming Group, but not focusing on chip research and development. Instead, he got involved in the muddy waters of the entertainment industry and had no spirit of research at all.

Anyway, I just used a bunch of inexplicable reasons to pursue Meng Anran and denounce him.

Lu Yi's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, his light pink pupils were dim in the dim carriage, and he looked like a demon from the abyss.

He forwarded the article to Li Mo, adding a sentence: [Check the comments.]

The music in the box was deafening, and the phone on the table lit up and vibrated. Li Mo noticed it immediately, and quickly stopped the adventure game he was playing and picked up the phone to take a look.

Seeing that it was a message from Lu Yi, he immediately clicked on the article and quickly read it.

The harsh words in the comments formed a vicious curse. Li Mo frowned and waved his hand to let Lin Jiayi turn off the music.

The box suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him in confusion.

"Stop playing around. Master Yi has given instructions. It's time to get to work." Li Mo's nonchalant expression a second ago instantly became serious, and he forwarded the article to the group.

Everyone looked down at their phones, immediately put down their wine glasses, sieves, and playing cards, took out their laptops from somewhere, and started working quickly.

They look like a well-trained professional team, not like some uneducated second-generation rich kid at all.

Less than five minutes later, a voice rang out from the corner: "Mr. Li, the water army account has been identified."

Then, another voice sounded: "The IP address is being tracked."

Lin Jiayi's fingers flew across the keyboard, and she finally hit the enter key. Looking at the address on the screen, she said coldly, "It's locked. It's at the Litang Hotel."

Li Mo held up the tablet and ordered, "Start fighting back. We must eliminate all comments that are detrimental to Meng Anran."

"clear!"

Li Mo called Lu Yi back: "Master Yi, we found out that the malicious comments were sent from the Li Tang Hotel. Do you need me to bring someone over?"

"No need." Lu Yi hung up the phone, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his beautiful thin lips curled up in an evil arc.

No one in the world has the right to bully Meng Anran except him!

…

After dinner in the evening, Meng Anran opened her Weibo and found that all the negative comments about her had disappeared, as if they had never existed.

She frowned in confusion. She had clearly told Liuzhi not to waste resources dealing with it, and Liuzhi also promised not to interfere.

If it wasn't Jiayan Media mediating, who could it be?

Is this Meng Yu Shu?

No, my brother was busy recording a variety show all day and had no time to care about the comments on Weibo. Besides, he is in the entertainment industry himself and knows very well that these negative comments are nothing to be afraid of.

Who else could it be?

Meng Anran lowered her eyes and thought, and suddenly her pupils trembled - Lu Yi!

The Meng family was always afraid of disrupting her plans, so they generally wouldn't interfere in her affairs without telling her. Lu Heng could see that these public opinions were trivial matters, and he wouldn't intervene in any troubles she could handle on her own.

After counting, the only person in Beijing who would help her deal with all the negative reviews without saying a word is Lu Yi.

Sure enough, the next second Meng Anran received a call from Xiao Li.

As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end said hurriedly, "Boss, something terrible has happened! Second Young Master Lu broke into a guest room at the Li Tang Hotel and beat someone so badly that he's been sent to the ICU!"