Four older brothers scrambled to spoil me after my love affair went viral

Chapter 75 Big Brother Sang: You Hit My Artist, You Can Only Talk to Me

Chapter 75 Big Brother Sang: You Hit My Artist, You Can Only Talk to Me
"Hey, Jiaojiao, don't cry, there must be some misunderstanding, how they begged Sancho for forgiveness, and it doesn't affect the fact that you are the daughter of the Sang family, besides, Sancho promised me before, absolutely I won't come back, she always keeps her word."

Sang Mu's voice on the other end of the phone was gentle, comforting her patiently.

When Sang Jiao heard these words, she felt even more upset. Sure enough, because she was not her own daughter, even if Sang's mother liked her, she would not consider her wholeheartedly.

How could Sang's mother understand how difficult it is for her to be in the Sang family as a person with no real power!

Everyone in the Sang family has Sang's shares, only she doesn't!That old bastard never accepted her!
Sang Jiao knew that she had to endure it at this time, so she could only hint aggrievedly.

"But the second brother and the fourth brother don't love me. They all help Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao pointed at my nose and scolded me that I am not from the Sang family, saying that I have the guts to do a paternity test."

"How could she go too far! Your second and fourth brothers are also confused! Jiaojiao, don't worry, your eldest brother is still on our side, and the third brother will only be on your side."

Sang Jiao was a little relieved when she heard this, and that's right, even if everyone might be biased towards Sancho, the third brother would not, the third brother would only love her.

But at this time, Sang Jiao didn't call Sang's mother to ask for comfort.

Instead, she wants to have status, even if everyone abandons her, she can live a good life by herself!
"But... I have no real power in the Sang family. Grandpa never accepted me. Everyone has shares, but I don't."

"What's the matter, let's do it this year. On your birthday this year, I'll give you the shares under my name, okay?" Sang's mother always doted on her, and she agreed very simply.

There is still more than a month before Sangjiao's birthday, just one day before Qiaoqiao's, but she doesn't want to wait, she wants to get it immediately.

"Mom, I don't want a birthday gift like shares. I want it from you."

"Oh, look at you, so the adults are still acting like a baby, okay, okay, this year, my mother will make a gift for you, please see when you are free, let's sign it, and I will transfer it to your name."

"Okay, I know that only my mother loves me the most in this family." Sang Jiao got what she wanted, with a triumphant smile on her face.

"You should film well. If you have anything to do, don't hold back alone. Call your mother."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiao walked back, thinking about the shares, she felt more and more that ten percent was too little!
But Sang's mother really only has ten percent in her hands.

The old man treated their family extremely unfairly. Sang's parents and the four brothers of the Sang family each hold [-]% of the shares.

Only Sancho took 20.00%!
Thinking of this, Sangjiao felt angry. The old man didn't have any vision at all. What's the use of giving Sancho so many shares?

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Tonight's program group does not have a request for live streaming, so Sancho lay down and fell asleep early.

After Si Chenli washed up and came out, he saw a bulging ball on the bed. The little girl only showed half of her palm-sized face, facing the side of the wall.

She sleeps very well, almost out of bounds, and... falls asleep earlier than him every time.

The man unconsciously relaxed his hands and feet, walked to the side of the bed and lay down, with a slight smile on his lips.

He lightly wrapped his arms around her waist, his nostrils were filled with the faint fragrance of her body, just as he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, the phone on the bed table rang.

The melodious song was Sancho's mobile phone. Si Chenli opened his eyes and was about to turn off the ringtone.

Sancho sitting next to him suddenly sat up, crawled to the end of the bed vaguely to get his phone, "Hello."

"Sister Qiao, brother An Chi, he got on the phone with Fu Xing in the film crew, but sister Ahe couldn't get through on the phone."

"An Chi was beaten?" Sancho couldn't open his sleepy eyelids, and frowned slightly when he heard the words on the other end of the phone.

"That's not true, but he beat Fu Xing with a bruised nose and swollen face. The injury is not serious, but it may... affect tomorrow's filming."

"It's fine if you're not injured, see if you want to lose money or tell me what to do, I'll turn around, and I'll ask Anchi again in two days." Sancho felt relieved immediately.

Although she didn't meet Lu Anchi many times, but it can be seen that he is not such a high-spirited person, that's what happened.

But now she is sleepy and really doesn't want to go out.

"Sister Qiao, I'm afraid the contract can't be terminated by losing money. Fu Xing...don't let go, even the CEO of Starlight Entertainment has come."

"...You give An Chi the phone number." Sancho yawned lazily, the fantasy that she could terminate the contract without going out still existed in her mind.

It's okay to pay more money, after all Lu Anchi did beat someone up, she wants to sleep.

"Sister Qiao, I..."

"Tell me why you beat someone."

"Seeing that he's upset, Miss Qiao, I'm sorry, I was impulsive. Can I deduct the amount of compensation from my salary?" Lu Anchi asked cautiously on the other end of the phone.

"...Tell me the reason, I don't want to hear a word to make him unhappy." Sancho frowned slightly.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead. It didn't feel good to be woken up, but she would sleep until she woke up naturally.

"He said that our company is rubbish and asked me to leave together. I didn't want to, so he said that my role was nothing more than sleeping with you. You slept with Director Li, so I beat him in a fit of anger."

Lu Anchi's voice fell, and Fu Xing's voice could be vaguely heard behind him.

"Lu Anchi, what nonsense are you talking about! What time are you still trying to slander me, I respect Director Li so much, how could you say such things!"

"Is there monitoring?" Sancho pondered for a moment, and was really impulsive, because of a few words.

"No, I said it in the men's room." Lu Anchi on the other end of the phone was slightly annoyed.

"Give me the call." After the sound of changing the mobile phone, it was a different person.

Sang Nanfeng was very annoyed by her appearance of wanting to solve it by phone. In his opinion, Lu Anchi did it on purpose, maybe it was Sancho's order.

It's nothing more than fear that Fu Xingyan, the male lead, will overwhelm him and explode!

"Sancho, do you have to deal with such a big matter over the phone? Just come and talk on the spot!"

"Call Director Li, I won't talk to someone like you who has less brains." Sancho's sleepiness has almost disappeared after such a long conversation.

"You!" Sang Nanfeng on the phone gritted his teeth angrily. Did she know that her artist was calling his artist, Sang Nanfeng?
What are you talking about with Director Li?Even if Director Li wanted to turn the story over, he wouldn't necessarily give in!

He wanted Sancho to apologize to him and beg his forgiveness.

"You are calling Fu Xing, my artist. If you have anything to talk to me about, it's useless to talk to Director Li!"

(End of this chapter)

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