Is President Lu Bankrupt Today?

Of course, things are not without solutions, legal procedures can be followed, but this takes too long, and this is not the result they need.

Lu Jingying already had a plan in this matter, and asked Cen Xi just to hear her thoughts.

"Don't say, I really have a way," Cen Xi said, "I just need to talk to her face to face."

Lu Jing frowned, looked at Cen Xi suspiciously, and was curious: "What is it?"

"This is my trick, and of course I must keep it secret from you!" Cen Xi raised an eyebrow and said, "I know you asked Wen assistant to contact her. You help me tell Wen assistant, just let Wen assistant take me to see her. Now. "

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"H entertainment" magazine.

Wen Zhi took Cen Xi to the door of Ding Yao's office. "Mrs. Young, do you really need me to accompany you?"

"No need," Cenxi said, "Relax, I can't stay long, I can come out right away."

"No, Madam, you don't know, this reporter of entertainment gossip magazine, each is very powerful, and his temper is very hot." Wen Zhi pursed his lips, a look of uneasiness, "I'm afraid if you don't agree ... Will fight ... "

After all, Madam Young, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp ...

"Get up? How is it possible?" Cen Xi looked at Wen Zhi and pulled her hair behind her ears, "assistant Wen, rest assured, a gentle person like me is always justified."

Wen Zhi: "..." Yes, gentle! Mrs. Young is gentle!

Hehehehehe ...

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"Well, I'm in, you'll be waiting for me here." After that, Cen Xi looked at the other person next to her.

Oh, it should be said that it is not human, but god, cute mold god.

Did not show up, only mildew students can see Cenxi.

Cen Xi pushed the office door open and walked in, followed by Mould.

Because Ding Yao can dig up a lot of first-hand information, her gossip news is very popular, and often she can sell magazines out of stock. Therefore, it is highly valued by magazine agencies, not only being able to use a large office alone, but also the garage provided by the magazine agency.

Not only that, many celebrities will buy Ding Yao privately in order not to let Ding Yao explode their own materials, and it is also not bad to send famous brand bags and jewelry.

Therefore, Ding Yao's tone is naturally very high, and sometimes even more proud than the big-name stars.

Seeing Cen Xi, Ding Yao was very disdainful, with a hint of sarcasm in his mouth: "Even if you come in person, it's useless, I said, I don't lack the money, no matter what price you charge, I will not agree. "

"You may have misunderstood." Cen Xi looked at Ding Yao and said, "I don't mean to send you money."

Ding Yao looked at Cen Xi puzzledly, frowning: "What are you doing?"

"I'm here to tell you a fortune-telling." Cen Xi grinned, "You should know the hot search of Weibo about me a few days ago, that is to say I am a **** operator, the prophet."

"Such low-level hype ..." Ding Yao shook his head and grinned, "You are really ... childish and cute."

"I'm not young, but I don't know, but I'm quite accurate." Cen Xi said, walking to Ding Yao's desk, leaning slightly, arms on the table, his hands resting on his cheeks, Looking at Ding Yao with a smile, "As long as I look at you like this, I know what your life is."

Although Cen Xi was laughing, Ding Yao always felt that her sparkling eyes were a little bad, and she stared at her scalp.