Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 110 The answer is perfect

Qiao Weiliang was not interested in refuting Gao Lan's words.

Some things are hers, no one can take them away no matter how much they grab them, but if they are not hers, no matter how much she insists, she won't be able to keep them.

Qiao Weiliang didn't intend to bother with the college entrance examination, but Gao Lan didn't intend to let it go.

Seeing that Qiao Weiliang was silent, she intensified: "Tell me! Is this the case? Or are they already together behind my back? Otherwise, why would you invite her to do this show!?"

This question is no longer just questioning the relationship between Xiao Hong and Lin Yucheng.

Qiao Weiliang pointed the flashlight at Gao Lan's face: "She's just an artist, and the company decides what to do about her work. If there is anything, it has to do with the company and the investor, and has nothing to do with her personally."

"Irrelevant?" Gao Lan raised her voice and questioned, her tone full of disdain: "She is a low-profile female supporting role, if no one is behind her to help her, how could she get such a good resource!?"

Not into the mainstream, the female supporting role for thousands of years.

This is all her evaluation of Xiao Hong?It's really hypocritical, she didn't have such a face in front of Lin Yucheng back then.

"Mrs. Lin, please pay attention to your wording. Xiao Hong is now an artist under me. In my opinion, her strength is more than enough to win the Best Actress and Filmmaker Lifetime Contribution Award."

Qiao Weiliang's evaluation was very high, but it was also very pertinent. These are indeed what Xiao Hong deserves.

"Really? Then why has she been able to play the vicious female supporting role in her true colors for so many years?" Gao Lan asked with a smile, as if she had finally regained [-]%.

Qiao Weiliang turned off the flashlight, and the elevator became dark, only her voice that was half a smile was heard: "Isn't Mrs. Lin more clear about this than me?"

After the words fell, the elevator fell into silence. Qiao Weiliang could clearly hear Gao Lan's breathing became heavier. She didn't scream or hysterical, but her emotions were obviously more agitated.

After a long time, Gao Lan calmed down, and said calmly, "Miss Qiao, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Do you really not understand?But her reaction just now is enough to explain everything.

Qiao Weiliang smiled silently, and said meaningfully: "Mrs. Lin, let me repeat, Xiao Hong is already an employee of the Holy Court. As her manager, I have the responsibility to take care of her acting career. What happened to me before?" I can't control it, but in the future, if someone wants to deliberately make a stumbling block, it will be against me and the entire Holy Court."

Qiao Weiliang didn't care about any entanglements between Xiao Hong and Gao Lan, but the artists under her never had the time to swallow their anger.

Qiao Weiliang and Gao Lan didn't say a word until the elevator door was pried open.

"Is anyone in there?"

"There are two, and one of them is a pregnant woman."

Qiao Weiliang answered calmly, the elevator door opened, and the light came in, Gao Lan's pale face could be seen, and the insulation box had been thrown aside by her long ago.

The elevator is stuck in the middle of the floor, only half of it is exposed to the ground.

"There should be a ladder in the cleaning tool storage room, please bring a ladder here."

"Okay, Miss Joe."

The worker quickly came over with the ladder, Qiao Weiliang stepped forward to support the ladder, turned to Gao Lan and said, "Mrs. Lin, you go up first, I will arrange for someone to take you to the hospital right away, if you don't want to, you can also call Let Young Master Lin come to pick you up."

Gao Lan didn't speak, and climbed up the ladder. Someone immediately handed her warm water and helped her to the rest area.

When Qiao Weiliang climbed out of the elevator, she clearly felt a cold gaze, looked up, and met Gao Lan's dark eyes.

It seems that this person just wished that he had fallen with the elevator that had an accident.

Unfortunately, she didn't get what she wanted.

The person in charge of security repeatedly apologized: "Sister Qiao, I'm sorry, the elevator broke down once this morning, and the elevator company will come to repair it this afternoon, but they haven't had time to put a maintenance sign there to warn you, which surprised you."

"After sorting out the accident report, send it directly to Mr. Yin's mailbox. The elevator will be repaired as soon as possible. The lady just now is the wife of the general manager of the Lin Group. Please take care of it. If she doesn't want to go to the hospital, just call Mrs. Lin directly."

"Fine, fine, I'll see."

The person in charge wiped off his cold sweat. How would he talk to Young Master Lin when he called later?Said that Mrs. Zun was scared when she was trapped in the elevator of our company?

Young Master Lin probably had to tear him apart.

Go up from another elevator, just after getting out, Ruan Qing rushed over: "I heard that the elevator broke down just now, are you okay?"

"If you have something to do, you should go underground and dig me."

Ruan Qing: "..."

Can those who celebrate the Chinese New Year not say such unlucky things?

"I talked to Guan Zhe about releasing an album, and he agreed."

Ruan Qing followed Qiao Weiliang into the door, with an unconcealable smile on his face, feeling relieved that 'my brat has finally grown up and sensible'.

"Well, what's his condition?"

Qiao Weiliang turned on the computer without raising her head to ask.

Ruan Qing has become accustomed to her "predicting things like a god", and eagerly leans over: "He wants Sister Hong to be the heroine of his MV."

"What genre?"

Qiao Weiliang asked, and clicked the mouse a few times to find out a few good advertising graphic design companies and fashion design studios in the past.

The excitement on Ruan Qing's face was even worse, most of his body was lying on Qiao Weiliang's desk, and he answered with bright eyes: "Love!" After finishing speaking, he didn't think it was enough, and added a sentence with its own sound effect: "Sentimental love!" love!"

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed that Guan Zhe could write love songs! !This brat's face can make other expressions other than 'cold', Ruan Qing feels that he should burn his incense.

With a slight pause on her fingertips, Qiao Weiliang looked away from the computer screen and looked at Ruan Qing: "As a manager, you must know the artist's emotional dynamics accurately, right?"

"I know, but my Uncle Guan just stays obediently in his apartment every day to write songs and write lyrics, and then keep a low-key workout and live a healthy life. Apart from raising a little turtle, he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary."

"..."

With this EQ, Qiao Weiliang suddenly felt that Ruan Qing might be single for the rest of her life.

"It's fine to act, but the script needs to be reviewed by me in advance, and the salary needs to be at least..."

Before Qiao Weiliang opened his hand, Ruan Qing pressed it back: "Wei Liang, for the sake of our friendship as colleagues for so many years, let's not talk about money."

"It's okay if you don't talk about money, then Guan Zhe owes me a favor, remember to pay it back next time."

"..."

Ruan Qing was about to cry, it was more difficult for Guan Zhe to sell a favor than to steal money.

"Can you count what I owe?"

Ruan Qing gritted her teeth and asked, Qiao Weiliang shook her head with crooked eyebrows.

As a last resort, Ruan Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, and kept praying in his heart that his brat would not have a hard time talking.

"By the way, we may be preparing for a concert starting next month."

"Who drives?"

Ruan Qing sharply pricked up his ears, he had been with Guan Zhe for a long time, but Guan Zhe hadn't given a concert yet, Guan Zhe was not in a hurry, Ruan Qing was in a hurry.

"Mysterious guest, Mr. Yin will be the general planner, and we will be responsible for the overall implementation."

"Boss Yin is doing the knife himself, who has such a big face?" Ruan Qing asked suspiciously, then widened her eyes in disbelief: "Wen...Wen..."

He didn't say anything for a long time, Qiao Weiliang replied directly: "Well, she's back."

"...!!"

Ruan Qing gasped, stared at Qiao Weiliang, and remained silent for a long time.

At the beginning, the two masters had a quarrel, but thinking about it now, Ruan Qing felt that his ribs were hurting.

"Is... is she okay?"

Ruan Qing asked cautiously, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Back then, Wen Yan was so beautiful on the surface, but she was so gloomy in private.

The onlookers could clearly see that Yin Xi had tied a knot in Wen Yan's heart, and that knot later turned into a knot that no one could untie.

"Fortunately."

Qiao replied with a sneer, in her opinion, Wen Yan's current state is indeed much better than that of three years ago, and her relationship with Yin Xi can be considered harmonious.

These two people did not confront each other as soon as they met, which is already gratifying.

"The planning hasn't come down yet, I just know that there will be this matter, and the work I can do now is balanced, so as not to be overwhelmed when I get it."

"it is good."

Ruan Qing nodded, then he will finalize the release track of Guan Zhe's first album this month, and there will be a series of promotions later, and Chapter 2 will be released around the end of the year.

"By the way, Yuanxiao is everyone okay? How about I treat you to a hot spring?"

"Okay, I'll talk to them later."

Ruan Qing didn't move after finishing speaking, and when Qiao Weiliang looked over, he took an exquisite gift box from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Weiliang: "Ruan Ling chose it, and He Fan and I have a share."

Qiao Weiliang opened it and saw that it was a pair of beautiful earrings. Inside the box was a small note with a simple sentence written on it: Happy Divorce!
Eyebrows curved into beautiful crescents, Qiao Weiliang rarely blinked playfully: "Thank you."

Ruan Qing scratched his head uncomfortably: "The matter about Zhe..."

Qiao Weiliang suppressed his smile, with a serious face: "One size is one size."

Ruan Qing: "..."

Well, he knew it would end like this.

After Ruan Qing went out, Qiao Weiliang called the print advertisement designer, asked some related matters, and wrote down some satisfactory ones. He Fan planned to have a field trip in the next two days.

In addition to designing promotional videos, tickets, and posters for the concert, you can also help Guan Zhe’s new album cover design by the way.

After making the phone call, I was about to contact the fashion design studio when an email was sent from the program team of "Unhappy Without Risk".

Click to open it, it is the invitation to start the program.

Seeing the last list of guests, Qiao Weiliang narrowed her eyes slightly, a little surprised that the last person was Wen Qixuan.

Being caught by Zhao Yuxin and causing her to abort a child, Zhao Yunsong let Wen Qixuan go so easily.

From this incident alone, Qiao Weiliang knew that she should not be underestimated.

With Wen Qixuan joining this show, it seems that it will not be so peaceful.

Did Gu Jisheng want to praise Wen Qixuan, or did he want to use her to drag Xiao Hong and An Ruobai into trouble?

After reading the email for a while, Qiao Weiliang called Yin Xi.

"Mu Tian's newcomer joined the filming of "No Risk, No Joy", what do you think of this?"

Yin Xi paused for a few seconds, and directly acted as the hands-off shopkeeper: "I don't care about the process, I only look at the results."

"Including using some extraordinary means?"

Qiao Weiliang asked tentatively, feeling slightly agitated.

This lawsuit can be regarded as Gu Jisheng's declaration of war. He has to admit that his methods are a bit clever, but the more this is the case, the more motivated Qiao Weiliang is.

Yin Xi still has only one sentence: "As long as you do it clean."

That means, as long as she does a clean job and doesn't get caught and cause trouble, he can tolerate it?

Qiao Weiliang suppressed the excitement in her heart: "Well, I have a measure."

As long as the other party doesn't take the initiative to provoke trouble, Qiao Weiliang actually doesn't intend to cause trouble. After all, this show involves a wide range of interests.

But looking at Gu Jisheng's current actions, it is impossible to finish the recording of the show without incident, so Qiao Weiliang is now a little eager to try.

She was looking forward to the day when Mu Tian collapsed, what kind of expression Gu Jisheng would use to face her.

Is it furious or deadpan?
No matter which one it is, Qiao Weiliang will be very happy.

Everyone has to pay the price for what they do, but sooner or later it will be different.

After being busy in the office all afternoon and having dinner in the cafeteria, Qiao Weiliang went back to the office to prepare for overtime work. When he was stretching, he saw a few more banners downstairs. Twenty or thirty old men and women gathered around the downstairs of the company, full of confidence. He yelled and demanded that he be expelled, and that justice be given to the deceased.

These are said to be relatives of the deceased.

She has known Zhou Han for so many years, why didn't she know that her family has so many relatives?
Qiao Weiliang rubbed his neck, and dialed He Fan's inside line after finishing a set of fitness exercises.

"Someone gathered a crowd to make trouble. They called the editor-in-chiefs of Chaoyang Daily, Minhui Daily, and Legal Online, and asked them to send someone to make a foreign visit. They can give priority to the exclusivity of this case."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weiliang continued to work without distraction.

Twenty or ten minutes later, three vans parked downstairs of the company, and a group of reporters rushed down from the car. The cameras and microphones were aimed at an old man who was blushing and shouting.

The old man became more energetic when he saw the camera, his eyes widened, and bubbles flew up as soon as he opened his mouth: "Jianzhou is such a good child, he just went for nothing, and the murderer must be severely punished! We must not encourage this evil trend!  … ..."

This uncle probably was a good speaker when he was young, and after he gave an impassioned speech, none of the reporters beside him could intervene.

After the uncle finished speaking, one of the reporters took the opportunity to ask a question: "Master, what is your relationship with the deceased?"

"It doesn't matter what relationship I have with him. I know this, so I can't pretend I don't know. When other people are happy to celebrate the New Year, and the orphans and widows live in desertedly, this murderer must be caught and punished! The life of the rich is life, so the life of ordinary people is not life!?"

As soon as these words rose to this level, they began to cause class conflicts.

Seeing that the situation was going to be out of control, a reporter quickly asked, "How did you know about this, sir?"

"Isn't it broadcast on TV every day? Could it be that there are fake ones on TV?"

This uncle is very skillful in his speech. As members of the media, these reporters certainly cannot say that the previous broadcast was wrong, but they cannot let the situation continue to develop like this.

"That is to say, sir, you haven't personally understood the reason for this incident?"

"Where can I find out? I'm not a policeman!"

The uncle rolled his eyes angrily, yes, he is not a policeman, so why should he go to investigate and collect evidence?

"According to media reports, this case was concluded five years ago. The court acquitted the client at that time. Sir, do you have any basis to challenge the court's decision?"

"you……"

When the words came to his lips, the uncle stopped the car, obviously he was still very measured, such words should not be said directly in front of the mass media.

"Are you with the murderer!?"

The uncle pointed to the questioning reporter and questioned him, and the reporter raised the badge on his chest: "Master, I am an outside shoot reporter for the Law Online column, and my name is Ling Rui."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of these people changed a little.

The column of Law Online is different from other entertainment programs. It is a recognized mainstream media, and the cases that appear on the column are all real cases that have been prepared by the public security organs.

It is more like a popular law column, the content of the program is concise and serious, and their work is also extremely rigorous.

Every report will stand on the legal level, and there will never be guiding words.

"You... Since you are a reporter, you must deliver justice and expose the darkness and injustice of reality! Give justice to the dead!"

"My lord, what you said is very reasonable, but justice is not just talking about it, but relying on evidence. It is the business of the public security organs to verify and collect evidence, and it is the business of the procuratorial organs to accept the trial, and the real record and transmission of the truth is what we reporters need. doing."

Ling Rui was serious and sensible when he spoke.

He didn't favor anyone, but the people present inexplicably lost their voices and looked at Ling Rui dully.

It was the natural intimidation of a serious journalist.

They don't pursue ratings and popular admiration, and they don't make subjective guesses and judgments about the right or wrong of things. What they need to do is to convey the truth and let the people know the law and take it as a warning.

"What do you mean by that?"

The uncle asked with a little confidence, and his eyes obviously dodged a little.

Ling Rui didn't answer, but instead asked another question: "Master, have you applied to the relevant departments for the gathering here?"

"We...we're just wandering around here, do you have a question?" The uncle replied hesitantly.

Ling Rui still had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes fell on the banners behind: "It seems that you are holding the banners around in this kind of open-air place, which doesn't seem to comply with the national regulations."

Before Ling Rui finished speaking, these people quickly put away the banner and stuffed it into their bags.

"Let's go now."

"Wait a minute, I see that everyone is very concerned about this case, and I would like to conduct a poll on you."

As Ling Rui spoke, he motioned for the photographer to follow, and those people immediately covered their faces and ran away. When they turned around, even the old man had already got into the taxi.

After these people left, He Fan came out with two staff members to welcome them up.

The two walked ahead, and He Fan walked up to Ling Rui and slapped him: "Brother, thank you."

"Don't thank me, I just did what I had to do."

Ling Rui disregarded the relationship, and the expression on his face was not much more relaxed than before.He Fan touched his nose in embarrassment. As a senior, he still has such a cold temper.

Going upstairs, the conference room has been vacated, and Qiao Weiliang is sitting in it.

"I'm sorry to trouble you all for running through it. If there is any interview request, I will fully cooperate."

"We only need the manuscript, not the pictures, why don't we ask Brother Rui to ask."

A reporter from Chaoyang Daily said politely.

In this industry, Ling Rui and the others may not earn that much, and their popularity may not be that high, but their professionalism and authority among their peers are beyond doubt.

Ling Rui didn't shirk, and started the interview after a simple arrangement.

The radio microphone is under the camera, Qiao Weiliang only needs to talk to the camera, Ling Rui stands behind the cameraman and asks questions, and does not appear on camera.

"Miss Qiao, did you really hit the deceased?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember what kind of scene it was?"

"At that time, I was driving on the highway. It was already night. Suddenly someone rushed out from the side of the road. I stepped on the brakes, but it was too late."

"What was your speed at that time?"

"90 mph, but there's a 120 speed limit there."

"did you drink?"

"No."

"Did you know the dead man?"

"do not know."

"How do you feel about the accusations made by the family of the deceased?"

After asking this sentence, Ling Rui stared at Qiao Weiliang sharply.

His eyes are bright, as if any lies and cover-ups will have nowhere to hide in front of his eyes.

Under this gaze, Qiao Weiliang had the illusion that he had returned to the trial ground five years ago.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Weiliang replied calmly: "I believe in the ruling of the law."

"Miss Qiao's answer is perfect."

Ling Rui observed very carefully, he used the word 'perfect', the meaning is unclear.

Qiao Weiliang could clearly feel that the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

He Fan wanted to step forward to make a rescue, but Qiao Weiliang stopped him with a look.

Qiao Weiliang met Ling Rui's gaze calmly: "This incident has left me with an indelible memory. Five years ago, I was interrogated by the police. Five years later, this incident was exposed again, causing even more trouble. It is impossible for me to be interviewed by the media unprepared because of the huge social repercussions."

"That is, before the interview, what questions did you think I would ask?"

"Yes."

"What about the police questions? You're also going to 'thought it out' before answering?"

The word thoughtful is not a compliment here.

Qiao Weiliang curled his lips, his eyes sparkled, and he spoke confidently and decently: "I just try to recall the details of the incident as much as possible, in order to reflect the most real situation to the police more accurately and accurately."

Qiao Weiliang's meaning was very clear, her thinking was not to deal with the police, but to better cooperate with the police.

The interview lasted for more than 20 minutes. At the moment when Ling Rui asked the photographer to turn off the camera, everyone else at the scene unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere here just now was like a criminal investigation in a movie. It was an extremely test of personal psychological endurance. ability.

Qiao Weiliang's performance was not as exaggerated as the others. He got up and moved his hands and feet, walked to Ling Rui and nodded to him to thank him: "You have worked hard today."

Ling Rui looked down at Qiao Weiliang with a penetrating scrutiny in his eyes: "Miss Qiao, you are very smart."

(End of this chapter)