After Being Betrayed, I Inherited A Massive Fortune

Su Nan sat on the sofa opposite and motioned for Sun Haoyang to sit down too.

"Sun Haoyang is the spokesperson for the new products of the Su Group."

In a word, everyone stiffened.

Su Qi stood up abruptly with an ugly face, "What?"

This reaction is too much!

Sun Haoyang didn't act or feel any guilt because of his reaction.

After all, such an artist is always recruiting black wherever he goes.

Du Yan was still calm. After being shocked, he looked at Sun Haoyang, his eyes flashed complicatedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Nan sighed.

"This is an accident, but I want to see, is there any other way besides canceling the contract?"

Both Su Qi and Du Yan have an impossible attitude.

Su Nan: "For example... whitewashing?"

Su Qi snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.

Du Yan didn't want to say anything more.

No wonder Su Nan can come to the door in person.

What a tough puzzle!

"Anyway, I brought it here, you guys think of a way to clean up his past before the endorsement is announced!"

Su Nan spread his hands.

Su Qi glanced at her speechlessly, leaned up quietly, and persuaded her with a voice that two people could hear:

"Let's change it, there are a lot of small fresh meat in the circle recently, it's the type you like..."

Su Nan glared at him, "Why do you come back for me? Solving the problem is a big deal. You are a dignified actor, you don't even have the ability to do that, right?"

Su Qi sighed, he really didn't want to get into such trouble.

After a silent stalemate.

Du Yan coughed.

"Well, let's hear what Mr. Sun said first. In fact, most of the news on the Internet is based on falsehoods. We must know the truth before we can decide how to deal with it, right?"

When he said this, Su Nan looked at him with admiration and nodded.

Du Yan is indeed a professional.

Su Qi is an embroidered pillow who only eats and does not work!

Everyone turned their attention to Sun Haoyang.

Sun Haoyang lowered his eyes slightly, his face was calm, his sharp facial features were born with a hint of indifference.

But soon, he calmed down.

"From the time I was photographed beating people by reporters, there have been people spreading my black material."

He paused: "Because I beat my ex-wife."

Su Qi leaned lazily on the sofa, waiting to hear the gossip.

Du Yan stared at him solemnly, while observing whether what he said was true or false.

"Actually, there is a reason. It's just that I really didn't want to mention it at the beginning. Now I mention it as if I was deliberately framing others for the sake of whitewashing."

"Tell me about it." Du Yan urged.

"At that time, I was busy filming, and she was hanging out with a director at our house, and was discovered by my mother."

There was a hint of embarrassment in his expression.

"My mother called me, and when I rushed back in a hurry, I saw my ex-wife and the director pushing my mother and pushing her down the stairs.

I was so angry at the time that I had no reason at all, just downstairs in our community, I chased after him and wanted to beat the director, my ex-wife stopped me, and when I got angry, I slapped her—"

It was quiet and cold in the office.

Sun Haoyang's face gradually turned cold.

No wonder he was reluctant to open his mouth to explain and clarify his career.

Who wouldn't advertise that he was wearing a cuckold when this happened?

Sun Haoyang clasped his hands tightly together, the blue veins between his eyebrows jumped, and the lines were cold and hard.

It was obvious that he was still nervous.