Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is going on a date again.

Cheng Zhi was about to laugh out loud at his younger brother.

He acted as if this place was not his home, and he wanted to compensate his little Ci, for fear that he would treat Meng Ci badly.

"What did I say?"

"You think, if we dealt with this matter earlier, she could be hospitalized?"

"I tell you, you are my brother, otherwise I will hit your head crookedly!"

"Cheng Yu, you are so brave now that you dare to talk to your brother like this?"

Cheng Zhi really didn't like hearing his brother yelling like this, and even wanted to hit his head crookedly, which was beyond his ability.

He has such ability, why don't he settle the plagiarism issue himself, why don't he go to heaven.

"What you did is wrong, why don't you allow others to tell you?"

Cheng Yu still felt a little guilty. After all, it was his brother and not him who was at the helm of the company. If he pissed off Cheng Zhi at this juncture and Cheng Zhi dealt with it coldly, Meng Ci would have to suffer the consequences.

Moreover, cold treatment is one of the best public relations methods, especially for matters involving plagiarism disputes. Remaining silent will minimize the loss.

Usually, if the screenwriter of his own family makes others noisy, he just pretends that nothing happened, and finally acts as a peacemaker and posts a humorous official announcement and the filming is over.

In case your anchor doesn't win, it would be easier to just issue a statement to terminate the contract and hold him responsible.

No matter in which aspect, Chengshi will not suffer any loss.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu also put down his arrogance and quickly gave him a squeeze on his shoulders and back.

"Brother, I admit that I was a little impulsive about this matter, but Xiaoci is also your future younger sibling."

"No matter what, we can't watch her being bullied, right?"

"What you said is quite human."

Satisfied with Cheng Yu's service, Cheng Zhi took out a folder from the pile of folders on the desktop and slapped Cheng Yu's hand.

"Now, it's all ready for you. Let's leave it to the Public Relations Department for execution."

"what?"

Cheng Yu took it in confusion, opened the file and began to read it carefully. His eyes became bright after just reading the title.

It turned out that Cheng Zhi had already prepared all the countermeasures during this period, and was waiting for Cheng Yu to come back to execute them.

This was one of the reasons why Cheng Zhi complained a little about himself for not taking action earlier. Fortunately, nothing major happened to Meng Ci.

"Brother, you are really kind. As long as our Cheng family supports this matter, let's see how far Fu Yichen can go to for his little wife."

"Don't worry, even if Fu Yichen wants to protect him, netizens won't let him protect him, and the widowed mother in his family will even look down upon him."

"Brother, how come you even know this?"

Cheng Yu gave Cheng Zhi a thumbs up, and then quickly went to deal with the documents. He didn't want to let Meng Ci wait for a second now.

For this matter, he had to help Meng Ci slap those people in the face as soon as possible and vent his anger.

After thinking about it, Cheng Yu strode to the public relations department. Most of the people here knew Meng Ci and were even fans of Meng Ci.

I just saw the information that was passed on, and saw Meng Ci coming to the door in person and being carried out, and I felt indignant.

They planned that if the Cheng family didn't want to speak for Meng Ci in the end, they would use their own trumpet to speak up for Meng Ci. They definitely couldn't just watch a good person being bullied.

So, when they saw Cheng Yu approaching, a few people who were brave enough to talk to Cheng Yu came over and wanted to pry around while walking.

"Everyone, the president has already given a solution to the matter of script plagiarism. Come and make a photocopy of the document. Everyone will have one copy, and then I will tell you."

"What do you mean? It's not a cold treatment?"

Someone came over to take Cheng Yu's documents, muttering dissatisfaction. He was a loyal fan of Meng Ci, and any kind of hardcore fan would certainly be unhappy.

Of course Cheng Yu heard these sour words, glared at the employee, and slapped him on the shoulder.

"When did our Cheng family do something so inhumane?"

"Don't you know what those things that were cold-handled before are?"

"The company asked you to wash their floors. Are you willing?"

After three consecutive questions, the scene instantly became quiet.

Cheng Yu was right.

It is really impossible for an entertainment company as big as Cheng's not to have even one accident happen. Instead, it has a public relations and legal department because there are too many people who like to cause trouble.

Otherwise, what would the two of them, the most expensive ones, do?

The boss's money doesn't come from the strong wind. Even if it does, you have to bend down to pick it up. Why should you give it to them for nothing?

Every penny that capitalists take out of their pockets has its own meaning. People who are truly rich are more frugal.

"Once you figure it out, hurry up and work for me!"

Soon, a new headline was pushed into the hot search, and the title was very eye-catching.

[Cheng's Entertainment has completed the investigation of the entire plagiarism case and now strongly condemns Fu's plagiarism and asks the plagiarizing screenwriter to publicly apologize. 】

Under this hot search, the number of comments instantly surged to hundreds of thousands, and the comments with the most likes were pinned to the top by default.

This comment is very pertinent. I want Fu Yichen and Ye Chuge to apologize, otherwise they will provide evidence to counteract the accusation.

At the same time, Fu Yichen's cell phone was about to be blown up.

In addition to the company's public relations department asking what to do next, there was also Ye Chuge's apology, and there were several calls from Fu's mother.

"Mom, this is not what you think. I know exactly what kind of person Ye Chuge is. How could she do such a thing?"

Fu Yichen loosened his tie with great irritation, and another call came in on his cell phone, which made his mouth tingle.

His deep brows were smeared with frost, and his fingers deftly pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it with a custom-made lighter.

While listening to Fu's mother's lesson again, he slowly puffed out his eyes and blended his sight into the smoke.

In the diffuse white, he seemed to see Meng Ci looking at him with a smile on his face, holding a cup of freshly ground coffee in his hand.

He placed the coffee on the table in front of Fu Yichen, and then spoke softly to comfort him.

"This matter is actually not as difficult as you think. Yichen, you are very tired. Drink some coffee to wake up and I will help you sort out your thoughts."

"it is good."

Fu Yichen didn't know that he was immersed in the hallucination again. After agreeing to speak out, everything in front of him disappeared with the smoke.

There was no Meng Ci in front of him who could help him deal with the problem like every time before, and there was no delicious hand-ground coffee. Instead, he could hear Fu's mother's roar in his ears.

"Okay? You actually said yes at this time. Fu Yichen, I think you just want to make me angry to death, right?"