Chapter 92 Jiang Mingzhe’s Black Material



Looking at Xiao Zhao's reaction, Wen Ran's bad premonition became stronger.

She quickly took out her cell phone and opened Weibo.

As she expected, Weibo is now flooded with gossip about Jiang Mingzhe, occupying more than half of the hot search terms.

#Jiang Mingzhe is suspected of tax evasion. #

# Jiang Mingzhe was reported by real name for molesting a minor. #

# Jiang Mingzhe was photographed staying in a hotel with several female internet celebrities. #

#Jiang Mingzhe has been married for a long time and his child is seven years old this year...

#……#

All kinds of news emerge one after another, each one more explosive and unexpected than the last.

Wen Ran slid his fingers across the screen and looked through several of the most popular ones.

He wondered, "So much negative information came out in one day. Did he offend someone?"

On weekdays, there are always various negative news about celebrities in the entertainment industry on the hot searches on Weibo, but most of them are deliberately fabricated by capitalists or black fans.

Xiao Zhao leaned closer to Wen Ran and followed her gaze to look at her phone screen.

He yelled, "Who knows if he's offended anyone? Anyway, all the things that have been exposed online are well-founded and there's even a video of it, so it can't be fake."

Xiao Zhao curled her lips, looked away and stopped reading.

Suddenly remembering something, he said with disdain, "Jiang Mingzhe's studio even issued a statement saying the evidence was fabricated. They dare not take responsibility for what they did. It's really disgusting!"

Wen Ran put the phone back into her bag and rubbed her eyebrows.

"Since it has been reported, the public security organs will definitely start an investigation. It shouldn't take too long. This matter has nothing to do with us. We just need to wait quietly for the results.

However, if all of this negative information is confirmed, then our crew will definitely have to recast the cast."

Xiao Zhao reached out and took the bag off Wen Ran's shoulder, helped her hold it, and asked, "What should we do next?"

Due to Jiang Mingzhe's personal reasons, the entire crew has now stopped working.

The matter has not been resolved and it is still unknown what will be done next.

Wen Ran looked calm and composed. "Wait for notification. Let's go to Mo Feifei's crew first and use this time to finish filming her short play."

Wen Ran estimated that by the time Mo Feifei's short play was finished, the matter of Jiang Mingzhe should have a clear result.

Xiao Zhao had no objection. She simply packed up Wen Ran's things and followed Wen Ran to Mo Feifei's crew.

On the way, Wen Ran received a strange phone call.

The voice on the other end was hoarse and rough, "Miss Wen, do you still remember me?"

Wen Ran felt vaguely familiar with the voice. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked uncertainly, "Is that Boss Zhou?"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's me!" Zhou Guobao laughed twice, then continued, "I called Miss Wen today mainly to discuss the contract we signed earlier."

Wen Ran leaned back in his chair, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window.

Her red lips parted slightly, "Boss Zhou, just say what you want to say."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Guobao said with a polite smile. He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to start.

After waiting for a while, I heard him say, "Miss Wen, the contract we signed states that if Miss Wen can't come up with 100 million in three years, she will give me 10 million as liquidated damages. Miss Wen, do you remember that?"

After hearing this, Wen Ran already knew the purpose of Zhou Guobao's call.

His tone remained unchanged as he said, "That's right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Guobao's tone suddenly became tough.

"But the contract doesn't say I can't sell Foliu Mountain to anyone else. Am I right, Miss Wen?"

Without waiting for Wen Ran to reply, Zhou Guobao continued:

"Today I just want to tell Miss Wen that you don't need to raise money anymore. I have already sold Foliu Mountain to someone else."

"If Miss Wen still wants that mountain, I can tell Miss Wen who owns it now and introduce you to someone else."

Wen Ran pursed her lips, her expression frighteningly calm.

I thought that if the person who bought Fo Liu Mountain this time was not Shang Jingchi, who knows who would have bought Fo Liu Mountain now and how it would be ruined.

In order to prevent Zhou Guobao from developing Foliu Mountain, she signed a three-year contract with him.

At that time, she had just graduated from college and was not very worldly-wise.

The numbers on the contract were all sky-high, and Wen Ran had no choice but to sign it for the sake of Fo Liushan.

At that time, I didn’t think of writing on it that the national treasure could not resell Fo Liushan to others.

Even if Wen Ran brought up this matter now, he would not gain anything.

Zhou Guobao held the phone, waiting for Wen Ran's reply for a long time, so he had to explain to her.

"Miss Wen, I originally really wanted to leave Foliu Mountain to you, but I've been in debt from real estate development over the past two years and I'm really short of money.

And to be honest, with your lukewarm status in the entertainment industry, even if I really waited for you for three years, would you be able to come up with 100 million by then?"

Wen Ran's face was sullen. "Boss Zhou, it's fine if you don't keep your word, but it's wrong to insult people!"

Xiao Zhao, who was driving, knew Wen Ran was unhappy as soon as he heard it.

She stared at the road and said, "Sister Ran, don't pay attention to him. He's just a dog who looks down on others."

Zhou Guobao on the phone naturally heard Xiao Zhao's words. He was not angry, nor did he feel that he was wrong. He smiled and said, "The truth is hard to hear! Miss Wen, don't mind it."

Wen Ran didn't want to listen any further and said directly, "Since Boss Zhou has already sold Foliu Mountain, the contract is naturally invalid. There is no need to contact him again in the future."

After saying that, Wen Ran hung up the phone.

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