Chapter 97: There are internal ghosts within the world

Just by looking at Zhuo Ling's expression, Nanxi knew that something big had happened.

How these designs are in the hands of the Champions League is not said for the time being, in case the reporter has it, once it is exposed, then all the entries in this competition will become garbage, and Universal has no right to produce and sell all the excellent works.

Once tomorrow's press conference is held, those who have a heart, such as Ou Guansheng and the like, will sue the world for infringement, and at that time, Zhuo Ling will become a joke all over the world.

And the leak of confidential documents, that is to say, there are internal ghosts within the world.

"Where did you get this information?" Zhuo Ling said, and the quiet café suddenly made a noise, and the other customers looked sideways.

Zhuo Ling ignored the other people's gazes, he grabbed the collar of the Champions League, and pulled him out of his seat. I know you've been targeting me for a long time.

Jiang is still old and spicy.After all, the Champions League is not as calm as the Champions League.

Ou Guansheng spread his hands and held them in the air, not only did he not fight back angrily, but instead comforted Zhuo Ling with the attitude of a philanthropist. Hush...... Don't talk so loudly.Be careful that the walls have ears.These days it's full of reporters outside.In case there's a fish that slips through the net...... Hehe, don't you hear what you said?"

He was threatening him.Zhuo Ling was deeply aware of it.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.A clear swallowing movement in the Adam's apple.In the face of naked provocation.What kind of endurance does it take to hold back from punching someone.

"Zhuo Ling, don't be like this, calm down." Nancy grabbed his arm and persuaded her, maybe she didn't know the seriousness of the matter, but it was a no-no for any contest to leak entries before it was announced.

He quietly stole the most confidential documents from Zhuo Ling's computer, and quietly ignited Zhuo Ling's anger.

Zhuo Ling let go of his collar and tapped him twice on the shoulder. Hehe.Hehehehe.Uncle Ou.You take such good care of our juniors.How can I thank you......" Zhuo Ling's face was all blue-black, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and he also squeezed out a smile.

Yes, if there is really a reporter next to **eavesdropping, then, isn't this exactly what the Champions League means?

The Champions League smiled lightly and sat down calmly, as if the friction had not happened at all.

The green tendons on Zhuo Ling's forehead bulged out obviously.He sat down heavily.Hands on the table.He suppressed his voice.Solemnly asked: "Ou Guansheng.What do you want?"

"Hah, why are you in such a hurry, I didn't say I was going to leak this information."

"Don't beat around the bush, get to the point." If the strength of a person is divided into tens, then Zhuo Ling is suppressing the impulses in his heart with nine out of nine strengths." You're still coming to me so late today.Show me this.It's impossible to just let me know how good your computer skills are.Don't think I don't know about your relationship with Xu Beiguan.Xu Beiguan has always been your lackey.You've been playing my dad and my brother around.For so many years.You've been using my brother to make that kind of shady money.You have pushed my brother step by step into the bottomless abyss until the ghost gate.Do you think I don't know what the car accident was about?I don't look for you, you came to me first.Enough.Champions League.It's really enough.Don't go too far.”

The film, which has been maintained for so long, is finally torn at this moment.

Nanxi didn't fully understand, but some of the information shocked her, and she covered her mouth in surprise.

The Champions League gentlemanly took a sip of his coffee. I'll just say, with the current Zhuo Ling I know, I must understand." He didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it. Now that you've guessed it, guess what I'm going to do next."

It's clear that Ou Guansheng is playing Zhuo Ling like a monkey, and he is going to play with him in front of his women.

Zhuo Ling was unwilling to be tricked and humiliated, but he couldn't find a solution for a while.

"Hah, I can't guess." Ou Guansheng's deep and bottomless eyes turned to Nanxi beside Zhuo Ling again. Guess what, Miss Nancy."

Nancy frowned, and her impression of the Champions League could no longer be described as "despicable." President Ou: What do you want to do here? Is this fun? I think you are so powerful, a listed company with hundreds of millions of assets, but it turns out that you are using this kind of despicable, obscene and low-level means to force your opponents.

The smile on the corner of Ou Guansheng's mouth could no longer unfold smoothly.He couldn't laugh anymore.Yes.He admitted that he was despicable.He had been crawling around in the mall for so many years.He only recognized one sentence: The winner is king.The loser is the loser.Yet.This came out of Nanxi's mouth.Nancy said this about him.He felt uncomfortable.

Under the table, Zhuo Ling clenched Nanxi's hand, even if he was humiliated and threatened, he didn't want his women to come out to help him block bullets. Ignore this madman, go back to your room first." For tomorrow's contest and exhibition, all employees who participated in the event will stay in the hotel.

"I don't ......"

"Obedient." Zhuo Ling was slightly angry, and his voice was suppressed and forceful.

Nan Xi felt sorry for Zhuo Ling, he was only twenty-six years old after the New Year, why did he participate in these intrigues, why did he have to endure all this that he shouldn't have to bear at his age, and Zhuo Ling looked at her deeply, and shook his head to signal her not to say any more. Asi, you go to the room first, go quickly."

Since it can't help, then don't make a mess, Nanxi thought to herself.

So, she nodded, and looked at him encouragingly. Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

The coffee table was not big, and the two men were just staring at each other, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that even the waiter on the side did not dare to approach.

There was a stalemate for a while, and Zhuo Ling spoke lightly. Tell me, what the hell do you want to do?"

Ou Guan Sheng was silent, just flipping through the design drawings in the tablet, it was not taken with a camera or a mobile phone, it was a source file, it was directly copied from the computer.