Jiang Yutang's heart skipped a beat.

Before he had time to think deeply, Mr. Qiu glanced at Uncle Qiu beside him, "Ming Ci."

Uncle Qiu understood and called the hotel staff over to adjust the projector and turn off some lights that were too bright.

When everything was ready, the staff signaled Jiang Yutang to hand over the USB drive.

Mr. Qiu's words made Jiang Yutang feel uneasy. He was worried about handing over the things. Ignoring the hand extended by the staff, he walked to the notebook by himself, inserted the USB flash drive, and started to operate.

After a while, the big screen in front of everyone began to play the clip of Xing Lan's entertainer accompanying wine;
"Is that Xinglan's Xia Ying?"

"Oh, that's Wen Xin..."

"This is Xiawanwan, and Lanmo?!"

"This... is this Xinglan's overlord Hua Yanjiuge?"

One after another, the sound of inhalation resounded in the huge banquet hall, and the voice of calling out the name of Xinglan's female artist came from time to time;

The voice was full of disgust and dislike, as if their mouths would be dirty if they called out their names.

Jiang Yutang straightened his back, with a triumphant smile on his lips;

His eyes flashed past Jiang Li and Jiang Muqiu who were standing two meters behind Mr. Qiu to the right, and the dark eyes flashed past.

He ate more rice than they ate noodles!

fight with him? !

court death!

Jiang Li sensed Jiang Yutang's gaze and followed his gaze;
Just in time to meet the darkness in his eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

"A Li, what's wrong?"

Jiang Muqiu saw his sister looking at Jiang Yutang, so he looked over;
Seeing the undisguised complacency on his face, he sneered.

"When he was about to die, he thought he was going to win? Who gave him the confidence?"

Jiang Li didn't speak, and stared at Jiang Yutang with extremely cold eyes.

Soon, the video will finish playing.

The banquet hall fell into deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yutang and Mr. Qiu standing opposite each other, and held their breath.

"Master, this is the reason why Xinglan's advertising deposit this year is more than last year's income. Tell me, can Ah Qiu win this bet?"

Jiang Yutang's eyes were full of smiles, and he glanced at Jiang Muqiu with disdain.

"With a cynical playboy like him, if Yiyi and I entrust our company to him, will the artists under it also change like this? By then, not only the Jiang family will become a joke in Jiangcheng, but the Qiu family... will not be able to escape either. !"

"Hahaha……"

Old Master Qiu stared at Jiang Yutang, and suddenly laughed loudly, his face full of sarcasm.

"Jiang Yutang, you really don't give up until you reach the Yellow River! If you look carefully, when were those videos taken?! Didn't the person who gave you the videos tell you where these videos came from? Didn't they tell you when they were shot? The cause and effect, and the specific time?!"

Jiang Yutang frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? You have to read it carefully! Clear words!" Old Man Qiu sneered and called the eldest son over.

Jiang Muqiu walked over first, "Grandpa, I'll come."

Jiang Yutang looked at Jiang Muqiu coldly.

Jiang Muqiu gave him a cool smile, "Dad, you don't usually pay attention to the entertainment circle, do you? You rarely watch celebrity gossip on the Internet, right? No wonder you don't know the source of these videos, these videos...here, this one is Qin Zhao... ...Oh, it's Luo Yujing's bastard lackey who threatens a few girls with the termination of the contract, and when they force them to drink, the surveillance video in the FIRST bar box..."

Jiang Yutang's face changed drastically, and he blurted out, "This is impossible!"

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe me, you can check it online. Xia Ying once posted it on Weibo."

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