Chapter 568 My name is Ling Pingying
The next day, Gu Siqing learned from Han Zhengping that Fan Yangbo had broken his leg and his parents wanted her to be responsible for it.
It was Fan Yangbo's parents who called Wei Yang and said that their son came to Kyoto because he read Nian Doubao's book and was injured, and Nian Doubao should be held responsible.
Gu Siqing was so angry after hearing this that she almost laughed. She said, "Let the lawyer negotiate with them directly."
"I think so too," Han Zhengping said. "I'll have my lawyer record the conversation with them to prevent them from doing anything else later."
Gu Siqing knew he was referring to Fan Yangbo and his colleagues, who had distorted the truth in front of certain reporters. While she wasn't particularly famous, she had published several books, making her a public figure. Some reporters loved reporting on these matters to attract attention.
I had treated Fan Yangbo well before, firstly because I thought he was still a senior high school student, and secondly because I was afraid that if something happened to him, it would cause a bad impact. I didn't expect that things would come to this.
But since it has come to this, Gu Siqing is not afraid. If the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers. If the water comes, we will block it with earth.
The matter was settled, and Han Zhengping asked the company's lawyer to go to the hospital to negotiate with Fan Yangbo's parents.
When Fan's father and mother saw the lawyer in a suit and tie, and explaining some legal provisions to them in a serious manner that they didn't understand, they were completely overwhelmed. In the end, they could only say that Fan Yangbo fell by himself and it had nothing to do with anyone else.
After hearing this, the lawyer completed his mission and left. Fan's parents sat on a bench in the hospital corridor and complained, saying nothing but bad things about Gu Siqing.
Just as the two were talking enthusiastically, an elegant woman in her forties stopped in front of them and said with a smile, "Excuse me, are you having any difficulties? I might be able to help you."
Mr. and Mrs. Fan were not children, so they were naturally wary of a stranger offering to help them. Mrs. Fan said, "It's okay, we're not in any trouble."
"I just heard you talking about sticky rice dumplings. Are you talking about the writer's sticky rice dumplings?" The woman said as she sat down gracefully next to Fan's mother with a smile on her face, looking very easy to talk to.
Seeing the smile on her face, Fan's mother became less wary of her and asked, "Do you know that sticky rice dumpling?"
"If you're talking about the sticky rice dumpling who wrote 'Whose Childhood Is Not Troubled' and 'Whose Youth Is Not Reckless', then I know him," said the woman.
Fan's mother looked her up and down and asked, "What's your relationship with her?"
"I'm a writer too," the woman said. "Tell me what you've encountered. Maybe I can help you."
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Fan's mother opened her mouth to speak, but Fan's father pulled her back and told the woman, "We're fine, we were just talking nonsense."
Mr. Fan didn't want to complicate things, so he waited until his son's leg got better and then went home quickly. He thought the matter was over and would never talk about it again.
They were unfamiliar with Kyoto and it was better to mind their own business.
"Are your children readers of sticky rice dumplings?" the woman asked.
Father and Mother Fan remained silent. Seeing this, the woman smiled again and said, "My name is Ling Pingying. Have you heard of me?"
Both Fan's father and mother were shocked. They had never imagined that the person sitting next to them was the famous writer Ling Pingying. Although they had only graduated from junior high school, they also liked reading. Fan's mother, in particular, was a fan of Ling Pingying's works.
"Really? Are you really the great writer Ling Pingying?" Fan's mother's hands were shaking with excitement.
Ling Pingying looked at her and smiled: "Do you need me to prove it?"
"No, no, no," Fan's mother quickly waved her hands, "I'm just too surprised."
"I just heard you talking about sticky rice dumplings? Do you have any conflicts with her?" Ling Pingying said, "She's young and might not be thorough."
This time, Fan's parents completely believed her. Tears streaming down her face, Fan's mother recounted the entire story, including many untrue statements. Finally, she asked, "Tell me, is Nian Dou Bao responsible for my son's broken leg?"
: That’s all for today. I’ll try to make up for it tomorrow. I went to my mom’s house today and had a blast all day.
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