Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Looking at Song Weiwei's relaxed smile, Zhou Lijiang felt cheated, but at this moment, everyone on stage and off stage were watching, so he didn't have time to guess her thoughts.

Just at this time, the staff came out from the backstage, holding a roster in his hand, in which the entries and the individuals or studios they belonged to were registered.

"This is the roster registered before the game." The staff handed over the roster to the notary.

The notary staff took it and quickly browsed it. The first thing they checked was Song Weiwei's works. After browsing line by line, they found that she only had one work, which was Bai Ze.

Zhou Lijiang's expression darkened when he heard this, "Impossible, show me."

He grabbed the roster and kept his eyes on the roster. He flipped through several pages in a row, but he didn't see Mu Yi's studio with the same name.

He searched twice without giving up, but still couldn't find it. He raised his head and glared at Song Weiwei fiercely, but Song Weiwei looked at him very calmly.

"This is impossible, the three-legged Golden Crow is obviously you..."

Before Zhou Lijiang finished speaking, one of the judges said first, "Hey, the three-legged golden crow was produced by President Zhou's studio. I clearly remember that the work produced by your studio is Pixiu."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the roster and saw Zhou Lijiang's studio written behind the three-legged golden crow, Zhou Lijiang's face changed drastically.

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly understood, and then turned to the front page to register Pixiu, and Zhou Lijiang's studio was also written on the back.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Song Weiwei, glaring with hatred, "It's you!"

Song Weiwei looked like she was watching a play, and said lightly, "It turns out that President Zhou is guarding himself and engaging in unfair competition."

Zhou Lijiang understood that he had followed Song Weiwei's tricks, since when did she start plotting against him, was it yesterday or earlier?
At this moment, he didn't think much about it, and said with a calm face: "Our studio has only produced one work, and the three-legged golden crow is not our studio."

"But the words Zhou Lijiang's studio are written on the back. Everyone has very good eyesight and can see clearly. President Zhou, you have to give us an explanation."

Zhou Lijiang stared at the person who spoke, his eyes were extremely vicious, "What can I say to you, it's clear that someone framed me."

"Oh," Song Weiwei said slowly, pointing at the three-legged Golden Crow, "It takes at least ten and a half months to carve a bottle of three-legged Golden Crow. Who wants to frame you and carve a bottle of three-legged Golden Crow for you to work on?" Room? Isn’t that harming others and benefiting oneself?”

"Shut up!" Zhou Lijiang stared at her angrily, "You did it, right? I saw the three-legged Golden Crow in Muyi's studio yesterday. How did it become our studio?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Well, the three-legged Golden Crow was indeed made by me, but there was a fire in Muyi's studio this morning, and the three-legged Golden Crow disappeared. I had no choice but to bring the spare Bai Ze to the competition."

"It's against the rules to change works temporarily." Zhou Lijiang said sharply.

Song Weiwei smiled, "I communicated with the committee, and they said to give me a chance for Master's sake, maybe Chairman Zhou was too busy, so they didn't have time to inform you about it."

Zhou Lijiang gritted his teeth in hatred, "Without my permission, it doesn't count."

"Chairman Zhou insisted on my temporary change of works. He was trying to cover up something. Let me guess, do you want to cover up the fact that you used two works for the competition, or did you want to cover up that you coerced the people in my studio, and put three Sell ​​the Golden Crow to you?" Song Weiwei's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Zhou Lijiang felt the strange eyes projected from around him, he was extremely indignant, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Song Weiwei clapped her hands and said loudly, "Come in."

Everyone followed her gaze to the entrance of the exhibition hall, and a slender figure appeared in front of the door. The man walked in slowly with a heavy travel bag in his hand.

Zhou Lijiang stared at the travel bag, his expression changed, and he glanced sharply at his apprentice, who was so horrified that his head was buried in his arms.

Kobayashi put the travel bag in front of the notary, and she opened the zipper to reveal the neatly folded pink banknotes inside. Everyone gasped immediately.

Xiao Lin said unhurriedly, "I don't know where Chairman Zhou found out that my mother was sick and needed money urgently, so he used the money to sell me and let me steal the three-legged Golden Crow from the studio. Give it to him, I still have the recording of the transaction here."

Kobayashi took out his phone and played the recording.

In the recording, the background is very quiet, and a man said, "Here is 20. President Zhou asked me to give it to you, and the three-legged Golden Crow to me, and you will have nothing to do."

Xiao Lin was anxious, "At that time, it was agreed to be 40 yuan, why is it 20 yuan less? My mother is still waiting to pay the surgery fee. President Zhou can't just keep his word."

"Heh, 20 is not bad, don't be dissatisfied, bring the three-legged Golden Crow."

In the recording, the two seemed to argue a few times, and finally Xiao Lin said in a crying voice: "20 is really not enough for the operation fee, you can't do this."

"20 is your hush money, take the money and get out of Jiangcheng quickly, and don't let the president see you again."

The recording stopped abruptly here, Xiao Lin's eyes were red, she looked at Song Weiwei, "Miss Song, I'm sorry, I can't help it, I can only do this."

Song Weiwei didn't speak.

Zhou Lijiang spoke first, and he rushed forward furiously, grabbed Xiao Lin by the collar and said viciously: "What nonsense are you talking about, this recording is fake, you must not believe her, she is going to frame me."

"The recording is fake, so is the money?" Xiao Lin looked him in the eye without fear, "President Zhou, if you do unrighteous deeds, you will die yourself. Do you understand this truth?"

Zhou Lijiang felt the eyes of the people around him, and he finally panicked, "No, don't trust her, I didn't sell her, and I didn't give him any money."

Song Weiwei stood up at this time, she looked at Zhou Lijiang, "President Zhou, there are all witnesses and evidence, what do you have to say?"

Zhou Lijiang's flustered gaze swept across the crowd, and everyone looked at him with condemnation or contempt. These gazes became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Song Weiwei. Song Weiwei was very close to him. She had no time to react when the accident happened. Just when she was about to be thrown down by Zhou Lijiang, a long straight leg kicked hard and accurately from her side. On Zhou Lijiang's knee.

Zhou Lijiang screamed, fell like a dog, and fell hard to the ground.

Song Weiwei's waist tightened, and then she was suspended in the air and fell to the ground. She had been taken a few steps away from Zhou Lijiang by the man behind her. She didn't look back and knew who the other party was. She whispered: "Thank you."

Li Baihan's eyes were full of anger, he held her in his arms, his heart was still beating fast, he almost watched her get hurt in front of him.

He stared at Zhou Lijiang, "Death is imminent, and you dare to make trouble."

Zhou Lijiang fell so hard that two of his front teeth were knocked off, and blood flowed from between the teeth. He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

His apprentice rushed over to help him up, saw his mouth full of blood, and quickly took a tissue to wipe him, but he slapped him away.

Standing there, he felt that he was being criticized for a moment. He stared at Song Weiwei, "You despicable woman, I actually fell for you."

Song Weiwei didn't intend to beat the dog in the water, she leaned into Li Baihan's arms without saying a word.

The fright just now made her dizzy even more, her face became paler, and even her lips were so pale that they were almost transparent. In the eyes of everyone, this weak appearance made Zhou Lijiang more domineering and unrepentant.

"President Zhou, why are you still berating me? Ms. Song didn't pursue you for stealing her work. You can see that she was so scared that her face turned pale." Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to speak for Song Weiwei.

One person spoke, and the others echoed, "That's right, Chairman Zhou, the competition is important, but it's also an exchange in the industry. You stole her works by all means to win, and you made things difficult for her. Fortunately, she is very talented. Just eat the material of carving this bowl of rice, in my opinion, Bai Ze is better than the three-legged Golden Crow."

"What is it called Chairman Zhou? His character is so corrupt, is he qualified to sit in the position of chairman again? I propose to run for the chairman again."

"Let's put aside the election for president. The results of the competition have already come out. Ms. Song's Bai Ze won No.1. Let her represent us in the international competition. We are convinced."

"Yes, yes, first present the award to Ms. Song, and then I hope the sculpture committee can give us an explanation about President Zhou, otherwise we will set up another sculpture committee."

Everyone was chattering, the members of the committee could not sit back and watch the situation get out of control, the vice president immediately stood up, "Everyone, please be quiet, we are very surprised that something like this happened today, we will definitely take care of the behavior of President Zhou. Investigation, this punishment, Ms. Song deserves to be No.1, the trophy should be awarded to her, everyone, don't be impatient, go back to your seat first, okay?"

The vice president is humble, and everyone still gave him face, and they all returned to their seats one after another.

Zhou Lijiang was full of reconciliation, but after such a big embarrassment, it was pointless for him to stay any longer. Before he left, he glared at Song Weiwei viciously, his eyes filled with words about this incident.

After Zhou Lijiang left, the vice president presented the trophy certificate and bonus to Song Weiwei. Song Weiwei stood in front of the microphone with the trophy in her arms.

The imaginary dull pain didn't hit her, she fell into a wide and warm embrace, she barely opened her eyes, and crashed into a pair of black pupils full of worry.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say she's fine, don't worry, wanting to smile at him, but fell into boundless darkness the next second.

"Song Song!"

Li Baihan's heart stopped beating, he quickly picked her up and rushed out of the exhibition hall, leaving Zhou Zhengshan behind.

*
In the hospital, Song Weiwei was lying quietly on the hospital bed. The white sheets made her face pale. The doctor stood beside the bed, flipping through the examination report in his hand.

"The fainting should be caused by the lack of sleep recently. Qingwei suffered a concussion and needs to be hospitalized for observation for two days." The doctor closed the examination report and glanced at the man standing beside him.

The masculinity is extraordinary, and it is either rich or expensive at first glance.

Li Baihan nodded, "Is there anything else that needs attention?"

"Try to eat light liquid food for the past few days. If you wake up with nausea and vomiting, you need to take another brain CT scan to see if you have any other symptoms. In addition..."

Li Baihan looked up at the doctor, "Say it."

"In addition, she was in a car accident before and was in a vegetative state, so the family members must take extra care of her and tell us immediately if anything goes wrong."

Li Baihan frowned deeply, "I see."

After the doctor explained the precautions, he took the people away.

Li Baihan walked to the hospital bed, lowered his eyes to look at the little woman on the hospital bed, he raised his hand, wanting to touch her thin face, but he was afraid of disturbing her.

His hand paused in mid-air for a moment before slowly tracing her facial features.

This face was quite different from what he remembered. Before, he thought it was due to makeup, but now he saw that the entire facial features were different.

No wonder he only felt familiar at first glance, but failed to recognize her.

He stood quietly by the bed for a while, then moved the chair over, sat down by the bed, and always paid attention to her situation to avoid accidents.

When Zhou Zheng and Jiang Huai rushed to the hospital, they saw such a scene. Neither of them dared to knock on the door to enter. At this time, the man sitting inside was emitting low air pressure all over his body. Whoever entered would die first.

But both of them have something to report, and in the end they can only guess who will knock on the door.

Unfortunately, Jiang Huai lost, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand and knocked on the door three times, then opened the door and went in.

Li Baihan's icy gaze swept over him, it was actually colder than the cold spring outside, just as Jiang Huai was about to speak, Li Baihan got up and walked towards him.

Li Baihan walked out of the ward first, and walked to the smoking area at the end of the corridor.

After entering the smoking area, he lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of white mist, and then looked at Jianghuai and Zhou Zheng, "Is everything done?"

Jiang Huai said, "Mr. Li, as you expected, the car accident was man-made. The driver was a distant relative of Zhou Lijiang's apprentice. He said he would give him 5 yuan to crash the car, as long as he hit Miss Song and couldn't go to the competition site. "

"Fifty thousand?" Li Bai was as cold as frost, "The people I put on top of my heart are only worth fifty thousand to them, they are looking for death!"

Jiang Huai lowered his head, "I have arranged for him to accuse Zhou Lijiang, but this matter still needs to go through legal procedures."

Li Baihan half-closed his eyes, he has always believed that people will not offend me, and I will not offend others, now that Zhou Lijiang dares to make fun of Song Weiwei's life, he will naturally not make it easy for him.

He said in a deep voice, "Have you found out the cause of the fire in the studio?"

"It was found out. It is said that there was a short circuit in the circuit. Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time. Master Mu Yi's works were all intact, but the studio was burnt to a mess, and it is estimated that it needs to be redecorated." Jiang Huai said.

"It's a great luck that the work is intact, otherwise she will feel sad when she wakes up." Li Bohan's voice paused, he exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice was hoarse, "Also, you go and do something for me."