The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

[Everything on this “white, rich and beautiful” girl is fake? I laughed my ass off. It turns out she is an A-grade celebrity~]

[All the branded clothes she wears are made by her own company? A fake daughter~]

[Haha, let's see how she can pretend now! I find it funny to think about her arrogant look in the past.]

[The car overturned so badly! ]

[The show is still live, and she doesn't seem to know that she has been "exposed" completely! Kaka! So funny~]

The chief director held his forehead with one hand, his face full of tears.

The two aunts of the Jiang family~

Couldn't you have shown up two days later with this bag?

What’s even more frightening is that Miko’s family is actually a manufacturer of counterfeit brand-name products.

It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.

At this critical moment, what should the show do?

In a remote meeting, he discussed the final plan with senior company executives and several bigwigs from the TV station.

At this time, the chief director seemed to hear Miko's agent calling, and she rushed into the director's room in a hurry.

The chief director concluded the meeting with the executives.

To Miko's manager: "You came at the right time, listen carefully, we now have two choices."

"First, Miko and her team will immediately withdraw from the program and bear all liability for breach of contract in accordance with the contract. Second, if Miko publicly apologizes on the live broadcast of the program, we will not pursue her liability for breach of contract."

The agent's face turned pale and his lips were tightly pursed.

It seems like there are choices, but in fact there is only one option, and the show has come to an end.

Having Miko apologize publicly will undoubtedly earn the program a lot of traffic.

The agent cursed inwardly, these people are all old foxes from the thousand-year-old Liao Zhai.

"I need to discuss this with Miko."

Chief Director: "Pause the live broadcast for a moment, go and call Miko over."

The live broadcast will be suspended for fifteen minutes.

During this period, the eight people who were still broadcasting live had no idea how serious the public opinion storm outside was.

Si Yue quietly walked up to the director and whispered a few words to him. The director nodded and handed him his cell phone. Si Yue took the phone and called his assistant.

"Boss Ji, the information you asked me to investigate has been sorted out."

"Speak." Si Yue spoke briefly and his eyes were sharp.

"The bag Miko was carrying was indeed a fake. Moreover, I dug deeper and found that she was not a rich girl at all. Her family was actually in the fake bag business."

Si Yue's mouth curled up.

"Package all the information you have collected and send it to me. Then, find a few reliable people to spread the news to me. The wider the better."

"Um...Mr. Ji, Miko has completely failed."

Si Yue frowned, "What do you mean?"

"That's right. When I found out about this, I was about to report it to you, but then the two wives of the Jiang family made a high-profile appearance, carrying genuine H bags. The H official website even issued a statement in support. Also, just half an hour ago, the police were dispatched, saying that they received a report and directly shut down Miko's counterfeit factory."

"Jiang family? Do you mean Jiang Group?" Si Yue frowned even more tightly.

"Yes, it is the Jiang Group."

"This is just too much of a coincidence." Si Yue muttered to himself, and then asked, "Can you find out who reported it?"

"I can't find it. I reported it anonymously and the clues were cut off."

Si Yue was silent for a moment.

Who was the one who took the lead and did what he wanted to do?

Is this a coincidence? Or accident?

-

"An Qian, something big happened!" Dai Wen had a mysterious look on her face. She almost leaned close to An Qian's ear and whispered in a low voice, "Miko's pants were all taken off."

An Qian:? ?

Dai Wen: "Honestly, do you know that Miko's bag is fake? No, I should say that everything on her is fake."

An Qian was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be dumb and said, "I don't know. She said her bag was worth several million. I thought the price was too outrageous, so I asked an expert to appraise it."

Dai Wen smiled and poked An Qian's forehead.

"You are so lucky..." She told An Qian the news she had just heard from her manager.

"No way?" An Qian pretended to be innocent and observed a three-second silence for herself.

Dad took action.

In other words, she did not hide the fact that she was on the show.

At this time, a loud quarrel broke out in the director's room.

An Qian vaguely heard Miko's voice, "You want me to apologize live? No way. Dream on!"

Suddenly, Miko slammed the door and walked out.

He stood still, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

She stared at An Qian intently, her bloodshot eyes revealing a fierce light, and she shot towards An Qian with overwhelming hatred, wishing she could tear her into pieces and crush her.

"Miko! If you don't apologize on live broadcast, can you afford the consequences?" the agent yelled angrily.

Miko turned his head and laughed sadly.

"Does it matter? I've already been ruined and I can never recover. What does it matter if I get a little more compensation?"

The manager was so angry that he stamped his feet, "You! You want the company to be buried with you!"

In the end, Miko did not agree to live broadcast.

The Xiangcheng police called the program crew and asked Miko to go back for investigation.

As Miko left, Wu Xiaofeng also left the show as a fan.

The remaining six people continued the live broadcast.

According to the process, today is the "treasure hunt" game.

This "treasure" is not a treasure, but their fans.

After more than an hour's drive, the group arrived at an uninhabited village with a thousand-year history.

The sun barely illuminated a corner of the village that had been uninhabited for a thousand years, and most of the place was still shrouded in heavy shadows, making it look particularly gloomy. On both sides of the village's stone road, weeds grew so thick that they were almost as high as a person's waist.

"Oh my god, there's a chill in the air, it's too scary!"

As Dai Wen spoke, she moved closer to An Qian, almost sticking to her.

An Qian tugged at the corner of her clothes and unconsciously glanced at Si Yue, meeting his dark eyes, as if he was talking to her.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

The terrifying atmosphere around suddenly disappeared.

An Qian blinked slowly, and it seemed that the only thing left in her world was the sound of her strong heartbeat.

When she came to her senses again, she found herself in a dilapidated house.

This is a long-abandoned clinic. The paint on the walls is mottled, and the cold medical beds and equipment are covered with a thick layer of dust. There is an indescribable smell of disinfectant and mildew in the air, which mixed together and makes people frown.

The sunlight squeezed in tenaciously through the gaps in the broken windows, but it seemed that even this faint warmth could not bring away the dead silence here.

"Are you scared?" The two staff members holding the cameras were also a little scared.

An Qian chuckled.

"Fortunately, with you guys here, it's not that scary."