Chapter 174: Post a video to start the fight
The noisy WeChat group suddenly became quiet, and the three people stayed in the group obediently, waiting for Qin Song to assign tasks.
"Ahem..." Qin Song cleared his throat into the phone, looking serious and solemn.
Even though the three people on the other side of the phone couldn't see it at all.
Pei Dahua: In a moment, I will post a video on Xiaodigua and Tik Tok to expose Qin Sisi’s plagiarism. You three must like and comment on my post as soon as possible. If you have the conditions, you can also post a video to support me. If you don’t have the conditions, forget it.
As soon as the message was sent out, all three people in the group stood up and responded positively.
Shanghaojia: I am a big internet celebrity with over 30 million fans across all platforms, so I must support you conditionally! I'll go edit the video now!
Give me five pounds of melon seeds and I can still talk: Although I also use Tik Tok, I don’t have many fans. But I think that if I appear as a buyer of "Meixiang Rugu", it will definitely attract a lot of traffic. Dahua, wait for me, I'll edit the video too!
Jiang Mian (I will lose 5 pounds if you say bad things about others again): As your partner, my voice of support must be the most convincing. Dahua, just fly with confidence, I will support you from behind!
Pei Dahua: Being brothers is in our hearts! I can’t get through on the phone when I have something to do!
——? ? ? ? ?
Three people were asking questions frantically in the group.
Pei Dahua: It’s just a joke… I won’t say any more. I’m going to prepare a video to criticize someone.
After sending the last message, Qin Song directly exited WeChat and clicked on a certain audio app to start editing the reporting video.
This type of video is easy to make. All you have to do is post the design drafts of the two disputing parties and then indicate the time of their respective creation.
Qin Song's "The Scent of Plum Blossoms Remains the Same" was a custom-made manuscript. From finding inspiration and thinking about elements to finalizing the framework and finalizing the first draft, she had sufficient self-evidence throughout the entire process. Coupled with the surveillance provided by Jiang Mian Studio, Qin Sisi will definitely be hammered to death.
The nightclub where Meng Lingqian works is in the southern suburbs of Yuncheng. It takes Qin Song at least an hour and a half to drive there by taxi from home.
The journey was just halfway through, so Qin Song still had enough time to edit the video.
Shang Haojia: Teacher Dahua, I have edited the video. When do you think is the best time to post it?
As soon as Qin Song finished the video, Duan Jialu sent a message in the group asking.
Qin Song took the time to reply her: My video will be ready soon, please wait for me to send it, and you can send it after about ten minutes.
Shanghaojia: OK!
"Girl, we're at the Juemei Bar."
The driver parked the car in front of the bar and turned back to remind Qin Song.
Qin Song nodded: "Okay, thank you, Master."
She opened WeChat, scanned the code to pay the fare, then unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.
The video was completely ready, so she gave it one last check and seeing that there were no problems began editing the text.
[@思白器材, sister, how come my custom wedding manuscript became your debut work? Plagiarism is a very bad behavior. #Psychosis#Chunzhu#Shameless#Biyang's stuff#Avoid the building#】
Qin Song was very satisfied with this copy. She gently raised her index finger, clicked "Publish" on the screen, and decisively sent the video out.
After sending the message, she returned to WeChat, said something in the group, then turned off her phone and strode into the Juemei Bar.
It's broad daylight now and the bar is not open at all. But a waiter was still arranged at the front desk.
Qin Song walked up to the waiter and raised his hand to knock on the marble counter in front of him.
The waiter was startled by the noise she made and looked up from his phone in panic.
"I'm sorry, our bar doesn't open until the evening, and... we don't accept pregnant women."
The waiter thought Qin Song was here for fun and refused to serve him right away.
Qin Song looked at her and said expressionlessly: "I'm not here to spend money, I'm here to see Meng Lingqian."
"Sister Meng..." When the waiter heard Meng Lingqian's name and then looked at Qin Song's obviously bulging belly, his expression suddenly became very strange.
"Do you have an appointment? Sister Meng is the manager of the bar. You can't just meet her whenever you want."
Qin Song didn't waste time talking to her and just said, "My name is Qin Song. Tell her that it's Qin Song who's here to see her. She will definitely meet me."
"This..." The waiter was skeptical and undecided for a moment.
Qin Song: "Hurry up and go. If you delay your sister Meng's important event, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay for it even if you empty your fortune."
"..."The waitress was just a young girl who had just entered society. Qin Song's deliberate scare made her a little panicked for a moment.
She walked out from behind the counter and dialed a number on her phone: "Then wait a moment, I'll call Sister Meng first."
Qin Song: "Yeah."
The waitress's call was very quick, and in less than three minutes, she came back from the door holding her phone.
"Sister Meng asked you to go upstairs directly. She is waiting for you in room 1002."
"Thanks."
Qin Song threw down these two words, and then followed the original owner's memory to find the elevator of the bar.
The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. Qin Song walked out and found Room 1002 with familiarity.
The door was ajar, and the sound of exciting DJ dance music "dong dong dong" came out from the crack.
Qin Song didn't hesitate and pushed the door open.
"You're here." Meng Lingqian greeted her gently.
She was sitting on the leather sofa, drinking a glass of red wine leisurely, and humming along with the music from time to time.
Qin Song didn't like this kind of environment. He frowned and said in an unbearable voice: "Turn off the music!"
Meng Lingqian: "Hmm???"
Qin Song's commanding tone made Meng Lingqian a little confused. She slowly turned her head and looked at Qin Song with speechless eyes.
"Come on, this is my territory! Why should I listen to you?"
Qin Song ignored her and just repeated his words: "Turn it off!"
“…”
Meng Lingqian put the wine glass on the table, crossed her legs and leaned back on the sofa, staring at Qin Song with a look of dissatisfaction.
Qin Song repeated for the second time: "Turn it off!"
"..." Although such a request made Meng Lingqian very unhappy, for some reason, Meng Lingqian hesitated for a moment and still chose to listen to Qin Song.
"You're crazy..." She glared at Qin Song and cursed, then rudely picked up the remote control beside her and turned off all the music in the room.
…
The dance music suddenly stopped, and Qin Song's ears were finally quiet.
"Why are you looking for me?" Meng Lingqian looked at her impatiently and asked sarcastically, "Did you finally realize that it's immoral not to pay back the money you owe, so you came here to pay it back?"
"...I'm your uncle." Qin Song was annoyed when he saw her like this, and he couldn't help but curse at her.
"You——" She was a little confused by the scolding, and in her shock she even forgot to curse back.
Qin Song strode up to her, took out a photo from his bag and put it under her nose.
"How much money did Qin Sisi give you? Is it enough to spend?"
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