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Chapter 68 I'm Just A Little Greedy

The alarm clock rang at one o'clock in the afternoon the next day. Fang Yimeng woke up from the bed in a daze, grabbed a bathrobe and put it on.

In the bathroom, she subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her sore neck. Sleepy-eyed, she looked up in the mirror and saw a dark red and mottled mark on her collarbone.

Fang Yimeng:! ! !

She lifted the bathrobe on her shoulders, and there were marks similar to those on her collarbone all over her shoulders and even on her back.

Fang Yimeng: ...

From the shock at the beginning, to the calm at the end, to the indifference at the end.

Putting the dark green bathrobe on her body again, after she finished washing, she walked out of the room and picked up the mobile phone next to the bed. She was about to go to the culprit to question the situation, but the other party came to the door early.

Lu: "Did you rest well? Was it too late yesterday?"

Yi Mengbu emo: "Late? Did I tell you last night, don't be in the most obvious place??! [anger.jpg]"

She sent the news angrily, and the next second, the other party called her very quickly.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Fang Yimeng spoke the first sentence when he got on the phone, with a tone of anger and even aggressiveness.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then a clear muffled laugh could be heard through the receiver.

Then there was the sound of the door being opened and closed, which cut off the noisy ambient sound of the original low-pitched discussion.

In the quiet atmosphere, Lu Jingshan's relaxed and playful tone was like a triumphant fox.

"I was very restrained at first, because Ah Yi is too distracting."

In the past, he always spoke in a reserved way, even if he wanted to deliberately tease her again, he would pay due attention to the scale, and he would rarely say such vaguely dirty jokes.

Fang Yimeng heard his hint, and raised her eyebrows subconsciously. She was somewhat surprised by such a younger brother.

"If I shoot a magazine with clothes showing my back, how will I survive in the fashion circle?" She quickly retracted her thoughts and continued to question.

The man on the other end of the phone was not intimidated by this sentence.

He even planned his career with ease.

"Then, for the sake of my sister, I have to develop a business in the fashion circle, otherwise I won't be able to support my sister."

"..."

Fang Yimeng pinched the bridge of her nose in pain, Lu Jingshan looked even more shameless after sleeping.

"I know Ah Yi's physique all too well, and it will disappear when he arrives in City Z, unless of course I make it up again——"

"Shut up! Shut up!!"

Hearing these words, Fang Yimeng's heart skipped a beat, this was the first time she hung up on Lu Jingshan's phone in such a mess.

Even full of stamina, he threw the mobile phone in his hand on the bed, and looked at the brand new mobile phone with disgust.

Through the phone, he stared fiercely at the man behind the phone.

She quickly walked to the cloakroom and began to pack the clothes for the business trip. When she was almost packed, she remembered to report to her parents.

As soon as the call with Fang's family was dropped, Meng Qing's call came in seamlessly.

"what happened?"

At this moment, Fang Yimeng is lazily sitting on the sofa.

Ignoring the strange feeling brought by that young man Lu Jingshan, Fang Yimeng should not be too happy now.

The next itinerary is for Liao Ran to look forward to the resources of the stars and the moon, and she can't wait to fantasize about it. Liao Ran wants to know what kind of wonderful face Liao Ran must have when the resources of Shengxun Culture are snatched away by the opponent.

As Liao Ran's liver-colored face deepened in his mind, the smile at the corner of Fang Yimeng's mouth became deeper and deeper.

Seeing that the phone was connected, Meng Qing immediately questioned her, "Is the relationship between Shengxun Culture and you good?"

Fang Yimeng has never disclosed his relationship with the Fang family in the entertainment industry. Even the brokerage company, including Meng Qing, only knows that the power behind Fang Yimeng is absolutely extraordinary. I have seen it through, and I am very smart not to mention it, just pretending to be stupid.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yimeng simply turned the phone into a loudspeaker and continued to pack her luggage.

Meng Qing on the other end of the phone said: "I remember when I signed the contract, I saw the contract of the non-disclosure agreement. Before the magazines and newspapers are not on the shelves, this news will not be leaked to the outside world. How did Liao Ran know this? You see Are you on Weibo?"

Fang Yimeng heard it in a cloud, until finally he heard the most sensitive two-character name.

She immediately put down the things in her hands, picked up the tablet beside her, and opened Weibo.

I saw that the first thing on the Weibo homepage was Liao Ran's new Weibo content.

Liao Ran RL: "I have always known that there is a subconscious in the circle. Even if I sign the contract, if I don't go to the studio to shoot, there is a possibility that I will be robbed of project resources. I always think this is normal, but why? I never thought that such a thing would end up on me. [Sad.jpg]”

Fang Yimeng was dumbfounded by the green, tea-smelling picture that came rushing towards him.

"This yin and yang speech looks hot." Fang Yimeng expressed his opinion very bluntly.

Meng Qing went on to say: "Isn't it because there are ghosts in our company?"

Except for the company's internal personnel, although outsiders know that Fang Yimeng and Liao Ran are rivals, the scandal of seizing love and grabbing other people's resources cannot be brought to the fore.

If it's not a last resort or a deep hatred, it is generally rare to put the grievances on the table so directly for outsiders to laugh at.

"She didn't directly say that I stole her fashion resources, so let's not take the initiative to take the seat." Fang Yimeng didn't care about it.

She clicked on the comments under Liao Ran's Weibo, and several of Liao Ran's big fans were comforting the Lord, and one of the comments was pushed to the top.

Aran is my star: "Aran hugs and doesn't cry! It's all Fang Yimeng's fault!"

In just one sentence, everyone at first thought it was an operation of daily fans scolding each other.

However, Liao Ran not only sent a crying emoji to this comment, but also liked this Weibo.

This time, the meaning is self-evident.

Some netizens smelt the smell of melons and ran to this Weibo one after another. Some people with strong summarization skills have already become class representatives.

Learning to count down and eat melons first: "Knock on the blackboard! Liao Ran cried and complained that his resources were taken away, but the big fan mentioned Fang Yimeng, and Liao Ran himself ended up in person. Summary! So Fang Yimeng took Liao Ran away. Ran’s resources, so Liao Ran couldn’t bear this grievance, so he posted a Weibo to secretly poke and cry, and asked online, is there any real answer?”

Fang Yimeng gasped, Liao Ran, what kind of confusing operation is this?
Why did Liao Ran not have 123 points in her mind when she robbed her of fashion resources? !
(End of this chapter)