I don't want to inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 25

"Snapped"

The agent who had just entered the room walked over quickly and slapped Zhou Feng hard.

Zhou Feng was a little stunned by the beating, the intense pain made his eye sockets reddened, and a layer of water mist could be seen faintly.

He covered his left face and looked at the manager in disbelief, but there was a strong hatred hidden deep in his eyes.

On the surface, he pretended to be pitiful and ignorant: "Why did you hit me?"

The voice was miserable and mournful.

The manager was so angry that he laughed, the voice was very loud and exaggerated, as if he had heard some big joke.

After more than ten seconds, the laughter stopped abruptly, as if it was forcibly cut off by something, which made people uncomfortable and made Zhou Feng feel a little uneasy.

The manager stared at Zhou Feng for a few seconds, then snorted coldly, "Pretend to be your sister, this expression of yours finally convinced me."

Hearing this, Zhou Feng became even more uneasy. He ignored what the manager said he was pretending, and asked what he wanted to know most: "What are you sure about?"

The agent's face became more gloomy, as if his face was a little heavy: "Of course it's a good thing you did."

Zhou Feng's tone was slightly nervous and uneasy: "Brother, what are you talking about? What's the good thing?"

"It's a good thing to splash dirty water."

Zhou Feng turned pale when he heard the words, and looked at the manager's face with some fear, fearing that he would hit him again:
"You know it all?"

"I know? The whole world is about to know. You must be stupid if you don't listen to me."

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph, just a few minutes ago, Chen Hansheng and Zhou Xue jointly posted on Weibo saying that you are the one who bought the navy and splashed dirty water."

"I'm not?" Zhou Feng waved his hand, expressing that he didn't know.

"It's too late to pretend now, Chen Hansheng directly sent the evidence of your chat, transfer records and voice.

Does it mean that you are stupid or that you are stupid, you do something anticlimactic, and you are caught as a tail by others. "

Zhou Feng took out his mobile phone in disbelief and posted on Weibo.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or God's will, but the first Weibo post he saw when he entered was the evidence of Chen Hansheng's post.

Seeing these very familiar records, Zhou Feng seemed to be trapped in some kind of magic barrier and muttered: "Impossible, this is impossible."

"Impossible, the account numbers are the same, you are missing the password of the green letter from being leaked."

"Yeah, that's impossible. I didn't have a virus on my phone and I didn't show it to others, but this screenshot was taken from the perspective of my account."

Suddenly, Zhou Feng seemed to have thought of something, and shouted: "By the way, I lost my phone that day, and then someone brought it to me."

The manager couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly kicked Zhou Feng to the ground:

"Idiot, don't you still understand? Zhou Kun didn't even know that he sold you out. I also don't know whether it was because your IQ was on the line or a miracle happened when you kept everything from me."

Zhou Feng curled up on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands, his face turned pale, and he groaned in pain.

The manager looked indifferently at the fallen Zhou Feng, spat, and said to himself, "What kind of bad luck did I have to become your manager?"

After finishing speaking, the agent turned his body towards the door, stopped after walking a few steps, and said without looking back:

"You are now considered a stinky mouse on the Internet, and if you break the law, you will definitely be detained, and your future will be ruined. What's more, I can only change my family."

After finishing speaking, he walked out quickly, regardless of whether Zhou Feng heard it or not.

It's just that he didn't see that Zhou Feng looked at him with resentful eyes.

When the door was closed, Zhou Feng stood up in pain, and snorted coldly: "I'm having a hard time and you think you'll be fine?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and called the police.

"Hello 110? I'm going to be beaten up by my agent, and I want you to seek justice for me."

A police station in Kyoto.

Liu Li never expected that he would be tricked into the police station by Zhou Feng, a bullying sand sculpture.

And the evidence is solid, there is no surveillance in the hotel room but there is outside.

As soon as you go out, others call the police. The injury is still fresh, and the footprints are the same size. Even if it is fake, it is very suspicious, let alone real.

And after a day, the public security organs have completed the investigation. After all, in recent years, the motherland has been prosperous and strong, the social atmosphere has become better and better, and the public security organs have gradually relaxed.

"Tomorrow I'm afraid it will be time for prosecution. Oh, what a shame, I was stabbed by a soft-legged shrimp."

"Tap."

The sound of leather shoes suddenly sounded in the quiet detention room.

"Lawyer Zhang, are you finally here?"

The person who came could be regarded as an old acquaintance of his, but he used to ask this lawyer Zhang to handle the affairs of his artists, but he didn't expect it to be his turn today.

Before he brought Zhou Feng, he had several [-]th-tier stars under him, but because Zhou Feng was "appreciated" by the boss, he became Zhou Feng's exclusive manager.

"Mr. Liu, I have some bad news to tell you, I hope you are mentally prepared."

Liu Li laughed at himself: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get along with this job if I bear this notoriety. What could be worse than this."

"Mr. Liu didn't know that Zhou Feng voluntarily admitted on the Internet that he was dirty when you were detained."

Liu Li found it incredible, and hurriedly interrupted: "Why?"

This is not like what Zhou Feng's soft-legged shrimp can do.

Lawyer Zhang sighed helplessly: "Mr. Liu, please listen to me first."

"Although Zhou Feng admitted it, he blamed you for everything, saying that you ordered all of this."

Liu Li grasped the cold iron railing in disbelief, with veins in his hands: "This is not true, it's impossible for netizens to believe it?"

"Zhou Feng hasn't produced any evidence so far, he just sells it miserably, saying that you forced him to do it violently, but you did put Zhou Feng in the detention center because of the violence, so..."

"So they just believed it? It's so stupid, wouldn't Zhou Feng be able to survive this?"

"I'm afraid. Yes."

Hearing the lawyer Zhang's words, Liu Li's body slid down weakly, and he sat with his back against the iron railing, muttering, "How...how could it be!"

Lawyer Zhang glanced at the slumped Liu Li, shook his head, sighed, and walked out.

Chen Hansheng did not expect that in just a few days, the person he hired with money would find the mastermind behind the scenes.

But according to the lawyer, the reason for the rapid progress is because people from the same company as Zhou Feng disclosed it voluntarily.

Chen Hansheng was relieved. It seemed that Zhou Feng had been tricked by a certain opponent this time. The entertainment industry is already very competitive, so it's not surprising.

After logging into Weibo, Chen Hansheng was going to see if there was any news from Zhou Feng.

"So the mastermind of all this is actually Zhou Feng's manager?"

Chen Hansheng soon saw Zhou Feng's Weibo post and sighed.

Although there is something wrong in the dark, I still believe it.

If Zhou Feng really did it, then Zhou Feng doesn't have the IQ to throw the pot away.

(End of this chapter)