"You shouldn't be so reckless. Envious of Gao Shuyi's achievements, you came here to ruin the contract signing dinner."
"Some things have spread online and have had a bad impact."
There was a hidden meaning in Long Bingying's words, and her tone was full of threats.
"How are you going to prove that you wrote Ru Meng Ling?"
If Wen Xi wrote "Ru Meng Ling" on the spot when he saw the rain at Yuelu Hotel, how could he prove that he was the only one who wrote the poem?
This is probably difficult, right?
In Wen Xi's little world, Li Qingzhao was furious: "What kind of people are these two? How dare they claim the lyrics I wrote for you as their own and even turn the tables on me."
"Senior Li Bai, beat them to death!"
As soon as Li Qingzhao finished saying this, Wen Xi felt a surge of great power in his body, and the next second he was about to rush out and press the two men to the ground.
"Wait a minute, don't be impulsive!"
Wen Xi restrained Li Bai's urge to kill.
"Whoever makes the claim must provide evidence. The earliest time this poem appeared was on the program 'National Style Youth Journey'."
"So it's you two who should be the ones to prove it, right? Miss Gao, how do you prove that you wrote this poem?"
Wen Xi was not angered by Long Bingying's provocation. She had seen many such bad people in the entertainment industry in her previous life.
At this time, Wen Xi's WeChat reminder on his mobile phone woke up. It was a message from Long Bingying.
"If this contract isn't signed, your private photos will be all over the internet tonight and they won't be deleted."
Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the news.
"System, didn't I draw a hint card that could read other people's gossip?"
Wen Xi remembered that the price of the gossip hint card in the prop store was 5000 emotion points per card: "Exchange it for a gossip hint card for me!"
As soon as the gossip card arrived, Wen Xi used it immediately. As a result, he found that there were so many gossips about these two people that they were like rolling barrages, and she couldn't even keep up with her eyes.
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop for a moment! My brain can't handle this much!"
Long Bingying did not answer Wen Xi's question directly. When she heard Wen Xi say this, she understood that Wen Xi could not provide any evidence based on the timeline.
I made the right bet, so now I just have to muddy the waters.
In terms of reputation and status in the entertainment industry, Gao Shuyi is a more suitable person.
Long Bingying said to Mo Tiankuo, "Mr. Mo, if this Ru Meng Ling was really written by Wen Xi."
"Then I didn't reach an agreement with him and just told you directly that the lyrics were written by Gao Shuyi. Wouldn't that be stupid of me?"
When Mo Tiankuo heard the conversation between the two parties, the expression on his face changed unpredictably.
Long Bingying told herself that the lyrics were not written by Wen Xi, but by Gao Shuyi who listed and analyzed the dark history of those illiterates.
He couldn't believe that Wen Xi, with such a low level of education, could suddenly write such poems. After hearing Long Bingying's words, he felt that it made sense, so he chose to believe Long Bingying.
Neither side can provide convincing evidence now.
The contract was about to be signed, but now this happened, Mo Tiankuo's good mood disappeared and he had no time to watch the two parties arguing.
"I don't care who wrote this word, I just want the content of this word as my advertising slogan."
"Negotiation of any unresolved issues between you two."
Mo Tiankuo stood up and told his son to leave. "This contract probably can't be signed today. You guys solve the problem, and the winner can come talk to me later!"
"Come directly to Zhifou Wine Group to find me."
"Goodbye."
Mo Xiao took a look at the table top that was hit by Wen Xi's chopsticks and was already shattered into pieces.
He glanced at Wen Xi again, then followed his father out.
When Wen Xi heard that Mo Tiankuo was leaving, she was overjoyed: "Mr. Mo, take care!"
The moment the door of the private room closed, Wen Xi gave the two men an evil smile.
Long Bingying, who was originally planning to close the door and settle the accounts, couldn't help but shrink her neck when she saw the weird smile on Wen Xi's face.
"Wen Xi, are you planning to lose all your dignity?" Long Bingying opened the photo album on her phone and pulled out Wen Xi's private photos.
Gao Shuyi was stunned when he saw the photos on Long Bingying's phone. It was obvious that Wen Xi was secretly photographed when she was changing clothes in the fitting room.
There was a moment of surprise in her eyes.
Wen Xi shook his head and sighed: "Tsk, I'm in really good shape!"
She picked up the chopsticks on the table and shot out another chopstick, which directly broke Long Bingying's latest folding screen mobile phone into pieces.
Long Bingying was so scared that she threw her phone away. Seeing that her newly bought foldable screen phone was scrapped, her heart was bleeding: "Are you stupid? Do you think I don't have a backup?"
Wen Xi: "You are the stupid one, right?"
"If you can't prove that these private photos are mine, then you are defaming me. If you can prove it, then these photos are not my shame, but evidence of your crime."
Long Bingying stiffened her neck and said, "I didn't take the photo. Spreading it is a crime. I'll just find someone to take the blame."
"But the impact on your future is devastating. From now on, when netizens mention the name Wen Xi, your nude photos will be your first label."
The chopsticks in Wen Xi's hand looked like a toy compared to Long Bingying's neck, but Long Bingying felt a sense of oppression. "It's no big deal. I don't care about my shame. Sister Long, what about you? I wonder if you can take it easy?"
The system has tried its best to give Wen Xi the key points of the gossip about Long Bingying, but it still listed a short essay. Wen Xi briefly summarized a few points.
"Long Jie, even though you're involved in sexual relations with male idols, gang bangs, pimping, and illegal gambling, you're still a good agent."
"Ms. Gao, even though you're guilty of lying, plagiarizing songs, and evading taxes, you're still a good artist."
Wen Xi's two casual words made Long Bingying and Gao Shuyi look panicked at the same time!
"I am now a shareholder of a top restaurant group, and I have a way out."
"You two don't have that."
"Especially you, Sister Long. All roads lead to prison!"
"He really wants to leave a way out for himself. Is it because the prison provides food and accommodation?"
Long Bingying didn't believe Wen Xi had any evidence. She must have heard it from some gossipy person. "Where did you hear these rumors? If you don't have any evidence, I'll sue you for defamation."
Wen Xi patted Long Bingying's shoulder and said, "There's a lot of evidence. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Let's talk about the latest one. It happened last week at 10:28 pm at the Suyu Hotel."
"What if Ling Xibai, the most profitable male idol of Huawu Entertainment, was exposed to be having sex with Long Bingying, the company's largest shareholder and top agent, and that they were using two credit cards?"
"Will Ling Xibai's fans explode?"
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Long Bingying's forehead.
Her mind was blank. She didn't know how Wen Xi caught her, and how he caught so many of them. She felt like the sky was falling.
"Do you think we should give each other gifts or maintain the current balance?"
Wen Xi asked, but he was already sharpening his knife. Huawu Entertainment, I have to get rid of it before the next show starts!
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