After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

Crossing his hips, he glanced at Jian Wuyu who was sitting on the sofa lazily and observing them with great interest, his expression suddenly became uglier, but he still maintained his demeanor, just pulled Baekhyun past him, and lowered his voice: " Are you still with a woman?"

"Brother Zhi, she is the victim." Bian Baekhyun said in a deep voice.

Che Zaizhi interrupted him: "The illegitimate meal? She called the police, right? She also asked you to testify?"

Baekhyun nodded.

"Crazy, really crazy," Che's chest heaved repeatedly under the straight black shirt, he exhaled, forced a smile, and looked at Jian Wuyu, "What's the name of this lady?"

Suddenly, from the audience in the VIP seats to the participants in the conversation, this transition is very sudden.

Jian Wuyu stood up politely: "My surname is Jin."

"Alright, Miss Jin," Cha Zaizhi answered quickly and got straight to the point, "I'm Baekhyun's manager, and he also told me what happened between you two, so you don't have to explain it to me. .”

Jane Wuyu shrugged: "OK, although I didn't intend to do that."

"From the look in your eyes, I can see that you hate me. Although we are only meeting each other for the first time, and I am not your illegitimate fan, you hate me more than Bian Baekhyun," Jian Wuyu pointed to his eyes , smiling, "You don't have to pretend to be too polite, I appreciate being straightforward."

Che Zai choked and looked at Bian Boxian, but Bian Boxian gave him a silent look.

It's weird, absurd even.But Baekhyun didn't make a sound and just watched coldly because he believed in one person: the woman in front of him.

She would convince people he couldn't.

"That's better," Cha Zaizhi took another breath, showing the authority of his executive manager to fight for the interests of his artist, "I don't know what you want to do, but I don't think Baekhyun will hold you accountable." The responsibility of breaking into the house, but at the same time, I will not participate in this matter again."

Jian Wuyu raised her eyes: "Including no longer testifying?"

Cha Zai held his hands together, and he looked confident: "Yes, Baekhyun will not testify anymore. As far as I know, no case has been filed, and no case can be filed without Baekhyun's proof. Let Baekhyun and these criminal cases Miss Jin can't imagine what kind of loss will be caused by being linked together, so you'd better not insist on pursuing this case, you are not injured, aren't you? And Baekhyun will not pursue your responsibility, this is a win-win situation. "

"Interesting," Jian Wuyu looked at Bian Boxian, who was holding a wait-and-see attitude, with bright eyes, "You actually went against the company's wishes to issue a certificate that would cause losses I couldn't imagine. This refreshed my respect for you. cognition. For what purpose?"

Bian Boxian looked away lightly, not bothering to talk to her.

Che Zaizhi emphasized his tone: "Miss Jin, I'm talking to you."

"I'm listening, you said it's a win-win situation." Jian Wuyu turned her gaze back and smiled, "I'm sorry, but I doubt it. It's you and your agency who are afraid of losing profits, but whether Bian Boxian wants to I'm fine with holding me accountable. It's not a win-win."

She shook her head slowly, took a step forward, and stared into Cha Zaizhi's eyes: "Besides, I'm afraid this is not something you can decide. This is not an endorsement activity, but a criminal case of a vile nature. Baek Hyun is not the spokesperson. , he is a witness."

"Broker," Jian Wuyu laughed, her smile was cynical and nasty, but her eyes were cold and stern, "You should put the law in the consideration of your so-called win-win theory."

Che Zaizhi straightened his back involuntarily, he smiled calmly, and retorted: "The law? You mean to protect those victims? They are bastards, and so are you, Miss Jin."

"Such a case will have great influence in society, and the exposure will be high. If your identities and what you have done are exposed, do you know what will happen?"

Jian Wuyu raised her eyebrows.

Che Zaizhi felt a little annoyed at her calmness, but his psychological quality was very good, so he would not lose his rhythm immediately: "People will think that sasaeng fans deserve it, because all fans hate sasaeng fans, and they can't wait for a sasaeng fan. Go and pick up the skin of the illegitimate meal yourself. People will only condemn you."

"Well, but that's only some people, more people will choose to defend the victim," Jian Wuyu said calmly, unaffected by threats, "The law judges that the perpetrator is at fault, and society favors the weak."

Che Zaizhi sneered: "As far as I know, these so-called victims don't want to call the police at all. You are just forcing them to accept according to your wishes! You don't even know if they can stand cyber violence."

"But I wasn't doing it for their own good," Jian Wuyu answered calmly, and asked with a smile, "Broker, this is the law. The so-called law exists for the benefit of the public, or do you question the correctness of the law?" ?”

She looked at the car and added: "Even if you don't know the relevant legal knowledge."

Threats don't work.

No oil and salt.

For some reason, Che Zaizhi felt that the other party's calm appearance was disturbing, but he tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "The rest has nothing to do with us, fans hate illegitimate meals, if Baekhyun helps you catch that punishment A person who makes fans feel very happy after having an illegitimate meal, what do you make fans think?"

Jian Wuyu looked at Che Zaizhi with a strange look, and chuckled softly: "I don't care what those fans think? The police are planning to file a criminal case. Do you know what kind of harm those women will suffer if involved in a criminal case? Prosecution for intentional injury is at least a minor injury."

It was supposed to be a quick battle, but the opponent was invulnerable to soft and hard, and the rhythm was completely disrupted.

Finally, Che Zaizhi couldn't hold back his excitement, and his voice suddenly raised: "Slight injuries? They deserve it! You don't know how much Baekhyun is suffering because of these people, right? He is watched and followed all day, and receives some inexplicable messages Disgusting stuff! Absolutely perverted! What kind of punishment are they getting?"

Bian Boxian stopped the car and stopped him: "Brother."

"What is it?" Jian Wuyu repeated, as if she was savoring the aftertaste brought by the word, she slowly grinned, revealing her white and neat teeth, her voice came from a deep place, full of excitement. Creepy courtesy, "As a law student, I should popularize science for you."

"Electrical burns accompanied by disturbance of consciousness or convulsions are called minor injuries."

"Head, hands, and meeting □□ burns above the second degree, and those that affect the shape, appearance or function of activities are also called minor injuries." Jian Wuyu said as he approached, with a calm and calm tone.

Bian Boxian felt suspicious and wanted to stand in front of the car.

"boom."

At this moment, Jian Wuyu stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Che Zaizhi's wrist with one hand and pressed it on the table, and with one hand grabbed the pen pinned to Che Zaizhi's chest with lightning speed.

The pen was uncovered, the sharp tip was like a sword, and the cold light flowed from the edge to the sharpest tip.

"In this way," she pointed the tip of the pen at the knuckle of her straight thumb, slowed down her voice and chuckled, the tip that could easily pierce the skin slowly slid past, icy cold, leaving behind black ink like gurgling water Thick red blood, "Missing half a knuckle is also called a minor injury."

"What do you call this? Broker?"

so-called win-win

"Know what you know, don't know what you don't know." A woman's voice floated in the sealed room, and it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger. "Ignorance is not covered, and disaster comes from the mouth."

The man's lips trembled, his knees softened, he clearly wanted to struggle but it was as if he had been given anesthesia, the numbness grew like a vine from where the cold sharp metal touched his skin, pierced into his flesh and blood, and grabbed his bones , filled his chest cavity.

He was shaking, breathless, and cold.

It's an interesting scene.

Jian Wuyu turned her head to look at Bian Boxian, who was watching silently, and smiled lightly. She knew that Bian Boxian had heard her laughter, but he didn't respond at all, and only acquiesced to Jian Wuyu almost indifferently. Suppress his agent.

This man seems to be used to observing everything from the sidelines, not letting the mud stain his innocence, and not putting himself in danger.

His own interests come first.

Three seconds later, Bian Boxian finally said, "Miss Jin."

He took a few steps forward and grabbed Jian Wuyu's wrist, his fingers were warm—it was nothing like him, Jian Wuyu kept looking at him, and he finally lifted his thin eyelids to reveal those clear and indifferent eyes The black eyes responded to her, and the tone could not be refused: "Let him go."

Jian Wuyu and Bian Boxian looked at each other for a while, then nodded slowly: "Of course."

Jian Wuyu is actually very curious about what kind of momentum she used to make Che Zaizhi successfully kneel on the ground. Although she didn't care, she let go, and gently put the cap on the pen, don't stare back. On her man's chest, the folds were even carefully adjusted.

The cold metal was close to the heart, this overly "intimate" action made Che Zaizhi subconsciously dodge backwards.

"I'm sorry," Jian Wuyu suddenly laughed, she backed away, lowered her eyelids, in the eyes of others, she lowered her head docilely, but the car that fell to the ground could meet her with an indifferent smile Dark eyes, "It seems that my demonstration surprised you, Mr. Manager."

The ink on the car's straight thumb hadn't dried up yet, and he wanted to get up, but his legs felt a little weak. The moment he was pressed against the pen, he did recall some unpleasant memories from the past.

Baekhyun grabbed Cha Jae-ji's arm and helped him up.

"I understand that you don't want Bian Baekhyun to get involved and damage the artist's image. I really can't imagine all the interests behind it." Jian Wuyu looked at the ugly Che Zaizhi and smiled, "But you can't