Chapter 230 What? Do you dare to kill me?
"Impossible, Ji Cheng can't be dead! I've been in contact with my boyfriend for a long time, and he's always been fine!"
Song Wanwan didn't believe it at all.
She glared at the director in dissatisfaction and said, "Director, are you kidding me? Show me the news you mentioned, and also show me the photo of the dead Ji Cheng!"
"Oh, their family is very famous in Hong Kong. Just search online and you can easily find news about the Ji family."
The director said earnestly, "Wanwan, your boyfriend is definitely not the grandson of the wealthy Hong Kong Ji family. He might be from Hong Kong and have the same name. Be careful, you are the eldest daughter of the Song family. Maybe he is approaching you with a fake identity in order to defraud the Song family of their money!"
Look at you, you invested so much money to promote his company, but he didn't know where the money came from. If anything goes wrong with the company, it will be troublesome!"
The director didn't know that Song Wanwan was not a member of the Song family. She thought that the sponsorship fees were paid by Song Wanwan on behalf of Ji Cheng.
Song Wanwan was a little dazed and hadn't yet digested what the director said.
She quickly searched the Internet for news related to the Ji family, and then found what the director had said.
There were photos of Ji Cheng online, and they looked exactly like the Ji Cheng Song Wanwan had seen. Song Wanwan had also seen Ji Cheng's ID card and passport before, and the identity information on them was correct.
When Song Wanwan saw the news content described online, she thought of Ji Cheng’s face and it was about to fall!
Could it be that his face is not his own?
Who is he then?!
A chill ran down Song Wanwan's spine.
Seeing that she didn't respond, the director came over to find other people and returned the mask to Song Wanwan.
As soon as he walked over, He Rou said, "Director, does Wanwan want to sponsor you? She used that facial mask on me yesterday, and it was really good. You can try this sponsorship."
Jiang Nanxi stared at her face and asked curiously, "Did you use it on your face last night?"
"yes."
He Rou glanced at Song Shiting beside her, smiled and said, "Wanwan is Shiting's sister. The things she gave me must be good things, so of course I used them as soon as possible.
I had two pimples on my face, but they healed immediately after using the mask. I woke up this morning feeling a shade brighter, and my natural look is even better."
But in Jiang Nanxi's eyes, He Rou, a living person, had a smell of corpse.
She couldn't help but say, "You've become one shade whiter, the color of a dead person, right? Stop using that facial mask. If you keep using it, you'll really become a dead person."
Jiang Nanxi's words sounded a bit sarcastic at first, and He Rou's face changed on the spot.
He Rou said dissatisfiedly, "How can you talk like that? Just because Wanwan gave me this mask, you have to find fault with it? I know you and Wanwan don't have a good relationship, but there's no need to be so petty!"
After He Rou finished speaking, she looked at Song Shiting beside her and said, "Wanwan is indeed the daughter of the Song family. She has a superb business acumen just like Mr. Song.
Mr. Song, is Wanwan investing in the cosmetics company that owns this mask? She has a really good eye. I believe this mask will become a hit in the beauty industry this year after it hits the market.
Hearing the words "Song family daughter", Song Shiting's face darkened on the spot, and he said bluntly, "With her IQ, what kind of business acumen can she have? You're overthinking it."
This is quite impolite.
If an ordinary artist said something like this to another guest on a variety show, he would probably be scolded to death by netizens.
He Rou didn't expect him to say this to his sister Song Wanwan, and wondered if the relationship between these two siblings was not good?
She thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Song, Wanwan is a member of the Song family after all. Her IQ must be pretty good. Maybe you're being too demanding of her."
Song Shiting: "Haha."
Song Shiting's cold laugh made He Rou choke on the rest of her words.
But she then thought that she was Song Shiting's date. If this variety show could resolve the conflict between the brother and sister, maybe Song Shiting would look at her differently.
At this time, Song Wanwan walked over absentmindedly and sat on the other side of He Rou.
He Rou saw this and thought that she was sad because of Song Shiting's evaluation, so she comforted her.
"Wanwan, don't be discouraged. No matter how much others think your face mask is not popular, I will support you. I believe this mask will definitely sell well."
"Thank you."
Song Wanwan thought for a moment, then handed the box of facial masks to He Rou. "These are for you, too. Can you start a livestream tonight to promote my product?"
"Of course!"
He Rou took her arm and said, "When I first saw you, I felt that we had a connection and wanted to be good sisters. I must help you with this!
Besides, this mask is really useful, so it’s a good thing to let more people know about it!”
Jiang Nanxi sat across the table from them. Seeing the two of them affectionately holding hands, she said playfully, "This mask should be made with corpse oil. You two are so close, remember to buy two rows of cemeteries. When you die and become ghosts, you can still come out and play hand in hand together."
He Rou's smile froze on her face.
Song Wanwan remained silent, but He Rou said unhappily, "Can you stop being such a killjoy? You're cursing this and that all day long. Can't you bear to see others doing well?"
How could a face mask be made from corpse oil? Where does corpse oil come from? You lie without even thinking, you just blurt it out!"
Jiang Nanxi grinned, "Those who often kill people should know that it's easy to kill someone, but difficult to dispose of the body. Seventy percent of the body is water. If you squeeze the body dry and extract the oil, it will be several times lighter, which will help you dispose of more bodies at once."
Liu Qingyan nodded, "Yes, we suggest that after burying the body, we plant endangered plants on top of it. That way, no one will dare to dig up the land, because digging up endangered plants is illegal."
Jiang Nanxi looked at him with satisfaction. "Yanzi, it seems you've been diligently studying the little tricks I taught you to kill people. Today, I'll teach you another little tip: how to deal with the squeezed corpse oil."
Liu Qingyan: "How to deal with it?"
Jiang Nanxi: "Add corpse oil to cosmetics and sell them to people with low IQs. When their faces turn deathly pale, they will think the mask has miraculous effects.
If you tell them they are dying and that they are dead white, they will think you are jealous of their fair skin and beauty.
Everyone looked at He Rou.
Only then did He Rou realize that Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan were singing the same tune and mocking her.
Under everyone's gaze, her face couldn't help but flush, and she said angrily, "Jiang Nanxi, I think you are jealous that Wanwan made such a good mask!"
Jiang Nanxi: "See, people like them won't doubt me, they'll just say I'm jealous of her."
He Rou: "I'm saying you're jealous of Wanwan!"
Jiang Nanxi: "I dare not say that I am jealous of her, but I must say that I am jealous of Song Wanwan, an old green tea."
He Rou: "What do you mean I don't dare to say you're jealous of me? I didn't mean to say that at all! Also, who are you calling old?!"
Jiang Nanxi: "You've already got one leg halfway into the coffin, aren't you old?
You'll have corpse spots on your face tomorrow. Even the old ladies in my orphanage don't have them."
He Rou: "You're making personal attacks and spreading rumors! How can you be so vicious? I didn't say anything about you!"
Jiang Nanxi: "Yeah, yes, old milk tea. How is it? Otherwise, you can just beat me to death."
He Rou: ???
Who the hell are you calling Old Milk Tea?!
He Rou was so angry that she wanted to overturn the table, but she found that Song Shiting gave her a cold look.
Song Shiting spoke slowly, and his words made her expression change.
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