137: Chapter 137: Being Frad_1 137: Chapter 137: Being Frad_1 “Did you invite here?” Ye Ranran craned her neck, trying hard to get a clear view of the other person’s face.
The other party puckered up in a smile.
“Why is Designer Ye wasting ti with these aningless questions?”
If he hadn’t asked her to et, would he be sitting here?
Now that he had spoken this way, Ye Ranran stopped beating around the bush.
“Bring out the evidence.”
“Of course, I have evidence, but why should I show it to you for free?”
“How much do you want?” Ye Ranran asked bluntly.
The man gave a light laugh.
“Designer Ye is straightforward.
I won’t ask for too much, just one hundred thousand yuan.”
Ye Ranran sneered, “You’re asking for a hundred thousand without letting see what the evidence is.
You’re quite audacious.”
One hundred thousand is no small sum for her, provided she doesn’t use Jun Mochan’s money.
The man didn’t waste words.
He placed a piece of paper on the table and stood up.
“Think it over, Designer Ye.
When you make up your mind, call the number on that paper.
I have other things to attend to and must go now.”
Ye Ranran picked up the paper from the table.
She sat for another five minutes before leaving.
anwhile, a photo appeared on Jun Mochan’s cell phone, followed by a text: Ye Ranran secretly t with Star Run’s assistant designer.
Staring at the text ssage, Jun Mochan squinted his eyes.
After he parted ways with Ye Ranran at the set, he returned ho.
He was oblivious to what happened after.
However, if this photo was seen by others…
Without giving it a second thought, Jun Mochan deleted the ssage and imdiately called Ye Ranran.
Getting no answer, Jun Mochan got up, grabbed his coat and left.
He had to see Ye Ranran right now.
It was imperative.
No delay was acceptable.
At this mont, Ye Ranran, ignorant of the ringing phone in her bag, was scrolling through Weibo and chatting in the QQ group with Luo Qi.
“Ranran, the group chat is flooded with gossip.
Everyone is saying you leaked the design sketches yourself,” Luo Qi remarked while scrolling.
Each production team, for ease of communication and relationship-building, would form several QQ groups, so for staff, so for actors, and a large one including everyone on the team.
Before Ye Ranran arrived back, a photo appeared in the large group.
It was a picture of Ye Ranran having coffee with soone.
The picture was ordinary, no one paid much attention to it.
Then, suddenly, soone posted a line: Isn’t the one across from Ranran the assistant designer from Star Run?
Soone imdiately followed up: Are you sure?
A user nad ‘White Sugar’ confird: I’m sure, I have dealt with him before.
He thinks highly of himself.
Why would Ranran be with him?
People’s imaginations often run wild with everything.
Nonexistent scenarios can be embellished as if they were true, and what’s true can be exaggerated tenfold.
The mont ‘White Sugar’ made the claim, the whole group exploded.
‘I knew it!
How could such confidential designs have leaked out of the blue.’
‘Exactly, exactly.
If she did it, she might as well admit it.’
While the large group was in an uproar, the sa rumor spread in the company group, and on Weibo at the sa ti.
Both productions were highly anticipated because of their popular leading ladies.
Even the smallest stir could attract a swarm of journalists, let alone a scandal of this magnitude?
The anxious ones had even prepared the headlines: A dispute between Huacan and Star Run?
The quick ones were already rushing to the scene.
As for the netizens, they had begun to condemn Ye Ranran below.
At this point, Luo Qi’s phone rang…
“Hello, Executive.
I’m on set now, Ranran?
Ranran is here too.”
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