Debt in the entertainment industry

"Master, what should we do about this?" The butler picked up the summons.

Dong Bocheng couldn't recover, this incident was too unexpected.In front of Butler An, he seldom concealed his emotions. He pressed his fingers on his temples again and again, and finally said with a long sigh of relief: "Arrange a lawyer and appear in court on time."

After speaking, he asked the driver to drive the car over to prepare to go back to the company. He had only one purpose and would not be shaken by anything.

"Master, I have already advised you to stop. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry. It is not good for your identity to be involved in a lawsuit." Steward An followed behind him. He was old, and his leg was injured when he was young. It is a bit difficult to walk fast.

Dong Bo said with a blank face: "Uncle An, a lawyer will consider these matters."

"But you've been busy with the company's affairs recently, so you don't have time to come and file a lawsuit. Why don't you let the company go first." An Butler looked worried, how could the young master be so tired.

Dong Bocheng got into the car and said: "I have my own considerations." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Butler An could only sigh over and over again.

As long as the earth is spinning, life must go on.

The working hours of the bookstore are very free. Ji Zhehuan drives Wei Ting's car. Every morning, he goes to the clinic to feed his parents breakfast with the nurses before going to work. After work, he doesn't go home but goes straight to the hospital.

Wei Ting's work became less and less, because there were too many rejected announcements, and a reporter actually wrote the news that Wei Ting was playing big names.He doesn't care about the company's arrangements for clarification. Now he just wants to spend more time with Huanhuan. The court date is coming, and they can't lose.

The weather was fine on the day of the trial, and they discussed the details of the trial with Bai Zhengning every day in the past few days.Bai Zhengning clearly told them that the chance of winning this lawsuit is only half. First, Dong Bocheng is not a person who plays according to the rules. Second, their evidence is pitiful.

Even if it's only half the chance, try it.

Wei Ting stopped the car at the gate of the court, and a group of reporters swarmed over as soon as he opened the car door.Wei Ting was startled, and then he was filled with boundless anger.

They have done a lot of confidentiality work in this lawsuit, and the only possibility is Dong Bocheng.A guy from a gangster background is just that despicable.

"Wei Ting, what are you doing in court?"

"Wei Ting, are you going to file a lawsuit?"

"Ji Zhehuan, what are you and Wei Ting doing in court?"

"Wei Ting, you and Ji Zhehuan have such a good relationship..."

The reporters rushed up one by one.

Wei Ting has been in the industry for so many years, so he couldn't show a good face at this time, so he just replied with a cold face: "This is my private matter, and the court is important. Please leave quickly."

"It seems that the rumors that Wei Ting is playing big cards are true. What do you think about Wei Ting?"

Wei Ting had a big head, and Ji Zhehuan was still in the car. He was still in good condition. He signaled him not to get out of the car, and continued to answer the question: "It's just a matter of opinion. I have nothing to say."

"Everyone, it's time for the court session. Please leave immediately." With the help of security personnel, Wei Ting and Ji Zhehuan finally got out of trouble.

Thinking about it carefully, it is quite normal for Dong Bocheng to have such a trick. Huanhuan apologized, but Wei Ting said indifferently: "This kind of thing doesn't have much impact. There are important things to do later."

"Why don't you go, go back to the company and find a way to solve the problem." Ji Zhehuan felt uneasy, he didn't know how much negative news would affect celebrities.

"No, I'll accompany you." Wei Ting stubbornly refused.

In the court, Ji Zhehuan was brought to the plaintiff's seat, Dong Bocheng was brought to the defendant's seat, wearing a black suit, with a deadpan expression on his face, as if this lawsuit had nothing to do with him.

I don't know if it was because of what happened to Wei Ting just now, or because of Dong Bocheng's indifferent attitude, Ji Zhehuan's uneasiness became more and more intense.Seeing Wei Ting from the corner of his eye, he made a cheering gesture to himself and smiled back.

He didn't need to deliberately say anything, everything was guided by Bai Zhengning, and he only needed to answer the questions.

Bai Zhengning proficiently and methodically stated his complaint against Dong Bocheng, ruined his family's company, murdered his parents, and took away his real estate.

"On February 2012, 2, the defendant Dong Bocheng forced the plaintiff Ji Zhehuan to sign an unequal contract." Bai Zhengning arranged the materials, and the jurors came over and handed them in.

"There is nothing unequal in the contract." Dong Bocheng's defense lawyer also handed in the materials.

After a quarter of an hour, the presiding judge said solemnly: "The defendant provided two contracts, and the plaintiff provided one, and one of them is exactly the same. Does the second contract exist?"

Bai Zhengning frowned, and looked at Ji Zhehuan, who was at a loss.

As he said, their evidence is not sufficient. Ji Zhehuan was too passive three years ago and did not leave much evidence.

Fortunately, Bai Zhengning has enough adaptability. Apart from the company's evidence that Dong Bocheng can't deal with it temporarily, there are no witnesses or evidence in the murder incident, and there are differences in the contract. He said that he will collect evidence again.

The first trial ended here with no results.

Wei Ting immediately got up and went to Bai Zhengning to get the information. Bai Zhengning had already recorded the information about another contract in Dong Bocheng's hands. The content of the contract was unbelievable.Before they had time to speak, the security personnel had already started urging them to leave.

Zhehuan and Ji Zhehuan left the court, but a large group of reporters still squatted at the door.The two were about to get into the car when someone grabbed Ji Zhehuan's arm.Looking back, it was a disgusting face, and angrily shook off the man's hand.

"Dong Bocheng, I have something to say in court next time!" Wei Ting walked over to isolate the people and motioned for Huanhuan to get in the car.

"Wei Ting, what do you think the reporter will write?" Dong Bocheng's eyes were sharp. Even if there is a lawsuit, it should be a matter between him and Huanhuan. If it wasn't for Wei Gongcheng's face, he would not be merciful.

Before Wei Ting could speak, Huanhuan scolded on his behalf: "Despicable."

Dong Bocheng tried his best to restrain his emotions, and couldn't help asking: "Huanhuan, you...you really want me to go to jail?"

Ji Zhehuan ignored him, but urged Wei Ting to get in the car. The reporters outside had taken countless photos. If the security guards hadn't stopped him, they would have rushed in. The three of them just stood and talked to Wei Ting. Really bad.

In fact, Wei Ting was not worried about this question at this time. Anyway, the reporter had already photographed it, and now it was just a remedy. Instead, he cared more about Huanhuan's answer.

In order to discuss the relationship between Huanhuan and Dong Bocheng, he and Bai Zhengning met alone.Obviously, it was Huanhuan who took the initiative to pursue Dong Bocheng three years ago, and the day of the incident was Valentine's Day.He really wanted to ask Huanhuan what he thought, but he held back several times.At first he couldn't bear to expose Huanhuan's scars, but a series of things happened later so that he had no chance to speak.

Regarding the lawsuit with Dong Bocheng, although Huanhuan was very cooperative, he didn't appear to be active. What's more, he still had something to hide from them today.

Ji Zhehuan ignored Dong Bocheng, he was in a mess, Wei Ting was being secretly photographed by reporters, he didn't have the heart to talk to Dong Bocheng, he just said to Wei Ting: "Get in the car, go back."

Wei Ting glanced at the two of them. He didn't hear what Huanhuan said to Dong Bocheng the moment he got into the car.

Ji Zhehuan opened the car door and said to Dong Bocheng, "Murderer."

Dong Bocheng's heart turned cold, and he was stunned for a long time. When he came back to his senses, the two had already driven away from the reporter and left.

Ji Zhehuan was worried about Wei Ting and asked, "Is your phone turned on? Do you want to go back to the company and find a way to deal with it?"

Wei Ting answered irrelevantly: "What about that contract?"

Ji Zhehuan remained silent. The content of that contract...he only read it once, and he still remembers it to this day.That night, his whole body was controlled by despair and fear. The contract was signed under such circumstances, and it was too late for him to regret it now.

Wei Ting suddenly felt a little irritable, and he didn't think about what he said: "Are you hiding it for him? Do you know that every word of yours is very important?"

Ji Zhehuan looked at Wei Ting in surprise, the man drove seriously with a sullen face, and didn't look at him.He couldn't read his mind, and said: "I didn't hide it for him, this lawsuit... it's better not to fight."

Turning another corner and arriving home, Wei Ting suddenly slammed on the brakes and both of them leaned forward. Wei Ting looked very strange and asked, "Why didn't you hit him? You can't bear him?"

Wei Ting's jealousy filled the whole car, but Huan Huan's eyes suddenly changed, he grabbed his arm tightly, and almost bit his tongue when he spoke: "Wei... Wei Ting, turn around!"

Wei Ting followed Huanhuan's gaze, and immediately changed direction after only a second.

Their small independent apartment building has been surrounded by a mob of journalists.His property has always been kept secret. Since he and Huanhuan were together, he has never been discovered. It must be Dong Bocheng's fault.

Ji Zhehuan became more and more flustered and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Wei Ting thought about it, and replied, "Go to the hotel."

Wei Ting drove the car to a high-end hotel. This hotel kept secrets very well and opened a suite.

The key and the materials he got from Bai Zhengning were thrown on the coffee table. He suppressed the irritability in his heart, took off his coat and hung it up, and walked over to hang up the coat that Huanhuan took off on the sofa.This person is really, without his company, I don't know what kind of sloppy he will be.

After sitting down patiently, he began to ask: "What's the deal with that contract?"

At this time, Ji Zhehuan was not concerned with Wei Ting's concerns. He was more concerned about Wei Ting being photographed by reporters: "Do you want to contact the company first?"

Wei Ting was distracted and became impatient: "Don't worry, tell me about the contract first."

Ji Zhehuan was a little guilty. He did hide this matter on purpose, but he didn't expect Dong Bocheng to show the contract and replied weakly: "I just don't think that contract has much to do with this case."

"Even if it doesn't matter, how do you plan to pay back such a large amount of 3000 million?" When it came to 3000 million, I finally couldn't help getting excited, and the volume increased a lot.

Ji Zhehuan was speechless, picked up the information on the coffee table and quickly browsed it, his face became serious when he looked at it, and asked seriously: "Are you sure there is no problem with this information?"

"I got it from Zhengning, it should be fine." Wei Ting replied, he also sensed something was wrong, and asked, "Why, is there a problem?"

Ji Zhehuan nodded, turned his head and thought about it carefully: "The content of the contract...is wrong."

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