Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 276
An Ranran, whose name was called, unconsciously had a sneer on his lips.Wang Huili's question was extremely ingenious. After she finished speaking a long paragraph earlier, she asked such an irrelevant sentence at the end.

If An Ranran answered her last question, then whether it was true or not, the previous words would be regarded as true by everyone.

After sneering, An Ranran took the microphone neither humble nor overbearing: "Since Wang Huili is so clear about what happened before, can I ask Ms. Wang Huili to show the work that my master Mr. Song Ming plagiarized Zhao Baokun back then?"

The old story that the two contestants suddenly brought up aroused everyone's interest.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Wang Huili had a calm expression on her face: "In that case, then..."

"Hui Li, don't talk about the past. This time, your uncle is not easy!" Zhao Baokun suddenly interjected.

"Master!" Wang Huili said unwillingly, "You were like this back then. Even though you were plagiarized, the audience and friends could see it, but you still blindly protected him. In the end, if it wasn't for the teacher's wife who reported it, you would have It's ruined."

Zhao Baokun shook his head firmly at her: "Forget it, it's all old things. If people are always obsessed with the past, how can they make progress. Besides, Master's current achievements are not bad."

"But... well, master, you are generous, but what about this time? An Ranran inherited the master's style in the first scene, and made a slight modification on the basis of copying me, and immediately won everyone's forgiveness. But today, how is her design better than mine? Why did so many viewers vote for her? It’s not because of what his boyfriend said just now, giving each viewer a small gift, this is not blatant bribery ?"

Wang Huili's words were like a bomb, knocking out everyone in an instant.Is it risky to cast a vote now?
"Bribery?" Zhan Nianbei repeated, "Miss Wang is really eloquent! First she said that Mr. Song Ming was suspended and could not appear here, and then she said that Ran Ran plagiarized, and now she is even worse, accusing me of bribery? However, since you are so If you want to get to the bottom of it, why don't we solve the problem at the root?"

"Yes, there are three questions in total. First, my assistant, Mr. Song Ming, is the subject of ****'s suspension for plagiarism, so he is not qualified to be an assistant!"

"Second, my design in the first scene copied Ms. Wang's idea!"

"Thirdly, Zhan Nianbei's actions just now are bribing the audience and friends! Am I right? Miss Wang. "

After An Ranran finished speaking, her eyes were fixed on Wang Huili.

Wang Huili nodded subconsciously.

An Ranran and Zhan Nianbei exchanged glances: "Okay, let's talk about the first question first. Did my master Song Ming plagiarize?"

When An Ranran was talking, Song Ming had already walked over from the operating field. He looked at An Ranran nervously and repeatedly signaled her not to continue talking.

But An Ranran didn't want to listen to him at all.

In the last life, Master was honestly bullied by Zhao Baokun and Su Xiaomei all his life. In this life, she didn't want to see him have the same ending.

So she stretched out her hand to grab Song Ming's hand, signaling him to stay calm.

"Master Zhao, do you dare to confront me face-to-face? I think that even after many years, some things will always come to light one day."

Zhao Baokun's complexion gradually turned ugly, and he stared at Song Ming with a dark gaze: "Brother, do you want to turn over the old account?"

Song Ming trembled subconsciously, and the hand held by An Ranran also shrank: "No!"

Zhao Baokun sneered: "Look, your master said no, do you want to continue to investigate? An Ranran, as an apprentice, I think it's better not to expose the scars of the master."

An Ranran also returned him a sneer: "It's not always good not to uncover the scars. Only by uncovering can the pus and blood inside be cleaned up. Are you right, mistress!"

When An Ranran finished speaking, a woman in the auditorium stood up.

The moment Zhao Baokun saw her, his face darkened: "It's you?"

Su Xiaomei walked to the stage step by step from the auditorium: "It's me! Zhao Baokun, today is the time to settle the old debt."

"What old accounts, don't talk nonsense, don't forget, I am your husband!"

"No, it's not anymore. Big brother and I are legal couples." After finishing speaking, Su Xiaomei threw the green book in her hand at Zhao Baokun's face, then silently walked to Song Ming's side, and put her arms around him arm.

"You...you..."

"We are together. Zhao Baokun, if it weren't for your sweet words back then, I wouldn't have separated from senior brother. Now, I can get together with senior brother. I really thank you for your kindness of abuse for so many years."

"Who abused you?"

Su Xiaomei saw that Zhao Baokun was about to refuse to admit it to death, and she didn't quarrel with him. She just turned her head and said to the audience: "The truth about what happened back then, apart from Zhao Baokun and my elder brother, who knows best?" more than myself..."

"Su Xiaomei, you'd better think about it, do you have the strength to talk nonsense!" Zhao Baokun warned her in a dark tone.

Zhan Nianbei glanced at him coldly, and then his eyes fell on Su Xiaomei: "Since Ran Ran calls you Master Mistress, you can be regarded as my elder Zhan Nianbei, don't worry, no matter what you say today, This person can't even think of touching a hair on you!"

"What a big tone!" Zhao Baokun looked at Zhan Nianbei mockingly, "I don't know when the deputy director of a small local TV station in Jiangbei will be able to come to Kyoto station to act wild."

After finishing speaking, he glanced contemptuously at the head of the Jingdu station who was sitting under the stage: "You are really useless as the head of the station."

The director, who had been an audience below, was mocked by Zhao Baokun, but he didn't respond at all.

No, it's not that there was no reaction, but the reaction was all in the expression.

He looked at Zhao Baokun with sympathy.

The host, who was standing not far from Zhao Baokun, turned off the microphone in his hand, and said softly to him: "Master Zhao, this commander of the battle platform is actually the son of the commander of the Jiangbei Military Region."

Zhao Baokun's expression froze: "What did you... say?"

"He is the son of the commander of the Jiangbei Military Region: Zhan Shao."

Zhao Baokun's complexion instantly became as ugly as that of a dead mother.

Wang Huili, who also heard the host's voice, was even more jealous at this time.

(End of this chapter)