When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 209 Which Idiot Screwed Up the Live Broadcast

As soon as the news of Master Liu Er's personal visit came out, the tickets for the exhibition were sold out instantly.

Chu He looked at the numbers on the computer screen, anger and helplessness intertwined in her heart.

Huo Yuchuan still maintained his decent smile.

Meng Qi was beating his chest and stamping his feet anxiously.

The enthusiasm of netizens also reached a climax, and they were all looking forward to the arrival of the exhibition day.

I quickly ended the live broadcast and turned off the equipment.

The gallery has become completely popular. The higher it is praised, the harder it falls.

If Liu Er cannot be invited, the worst result will be closing down.

The art circle is so small, but if her reputation is ruined, it will be difficult for the people under her who never leave the gallery to survive in the circle.

The more Chu He thought about it, the angrier she became.

He swung his hand back and slammed the notebook in his hand onto the table with a "bang".

The sound echoed in the huge exhibition hall.

The staff present came back to their senses from their stunned state, and looked at each other, a little at a loss.

Of course, she wasn't angry at her subordinates.

It's just that someone has maliciously hyped it up, and I don't even know who that person is, so I'm just feeling anxious.

Chu He sighed heavily and thought about it. There were still ten days before the exhibition. Now that things had come to this, she had to think of a solution quickly.

She stood up suddenly, her stomach aching.

"Call it a day, call it a day! Let's all go back."

After saying that, he stomped his feet all the way back to the office.

Regardless of whether Bennett's painting is real or fake, it is now in Huo Yuchuan's hands.

But Liu Er is a living person and his whereabouts are unknown. Where can she go to ask for help?

My heart is racing, wondering who the hell is doing this to me.

I want to let her know which idiot messed up her live broadcast. I will skin him alive, poke his eyes out, and break his typing fingers.

Under the street light, Xiao Cheng sat in the back seat of the Maybach, sneezing one after another.

If Chu He hadn't blocked his phone number and WeChat, he wouldn't have been working intensively for more than ten days in a row, unable to adjust to the jet lag in order to return home quickly.

Right now, my eyes are sore.

He rubbed his temples and thought silently: Block him, just wait, when I see her, I will push her onto the bed and fuck her until she cries for mercy.

Ji Lin glanced at the text message on his phone and his face darkened.

"Brother Cheng, I just received news that someone in North America is secretly investigating you."

"Xiao Zhengqing?"

Ji Lin nodded.

He sneered and raised his hand to scratch his brow.

"My uncle has been watching me for so many years, and he just realized what an idiot I am."

He expected his uncle to investigate him. After all, he was harboring guilt and couldn't live a peaceful life.

I guess he wanted to test his bottom line and was ready to take action against him.

It was also because of Xiao Zian's matter that the old man transferred his uncle from the group's vice president of business to the vice president of administration.

A typical case of promotion in name only and demotion in reality, he was placed in the group's overhead level.

Given his uncle's ambition, it was certainly impossible for him to tolerate it so easily.

Now that his uncle has lost his real power, he naturally cannot defeat Xiao Cheng openly, but he cannot help but be on guard against the old fox's tricks behind his back.

With all the new and old grudges added together, I have to settle the score with him.

Xiao Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his face expressionless. He threw the burnt cigarette out of the car window, raised his hand, and pinched his neck.

"Let him investigate. I want to see what he can find out."

There was a hint of contempt and disdain in Xiao Cheng's tone. He had been cautious enough over the years and did not leave any handle.

"I understand." Ji Lin nodded, looked at Xiao Cheng's expression in the rearview mirror, and continued, "Not only your uncle...your sister-in-law is also investigating the incident when you were injured and went abroad."