Chapter 238: Then you can help her

Just looked at the comments of netizens on An Ning's matter for a while, Li Yeting found that Qiao Wei is indeed quite good at guiding public opinion.

Although Su Ruyan brought this matter on her own, if she hadn't plagiarized Qiao Weiwei, Qiao Weiwei would not have caught her as a trick and retaliated fiercely.

Song Tiancheng's woman and his own woman fought, and there was no doubt that he would choose to stand on Qiao Wei's side.

"What's wrong? Shouldn't I listen to the old man's commands? Seeing that Qiao was only a little angry, Li Yeting continued to press and tease her.

"Then you can help her." Qiao Weiwei had a cold face, put down a sentence, turned around and went down from Li Yeting's arms.

Li Yeting had a little smile in his eyes, and watched Qiao Weiwei go upstairs with anger, and after a while, he opened the mobile phone address book and pressed the phone number of the Li family's housekeeper.

"The old man is willing to give Su Ruyan money, it has nothing to do with me." He whispered, "Feel free to do whatever you want. ”

He knew that the old man wiped Su Ruyan's butt to make Qiao the only one angry and make them awkward, and there was only one reason.

After saying that, he got up slowly, went upstairs, and knocked on Joe's only closed door.

Qiao was only communicating with the lawyer, and the lawyer said that Su Ruyan was willing to give 300 million to settle the matter, and she didn't need to do anything, just ask her friend to delete the evidence video.

Qiao Wei didn't want to let Su Ruyan go.

She heard Li Yeting knock on the door and quickly exited the chat system.

"I'm in?" Li Yeting waited at the door for two minutes, and whispered to Qiao Wei.

For a long time, without waiting for Joe's only response, he went straight to the doorknob and walked in.

Joe was sitting in front of the dresser, pressing his phone, playing a game.

Li Yeting sat down at the end of the bed and stared at Qiao's only hand that was fighting monsters hard for a while.

I used too much force and died.

"Come here." He stretched out his hand slightly towards Qiao Wei and whispered.

Joe ignored him and reopened the game.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Li Yeting pressing a few times on her phone, as if she clicked into some program.

A few seconds later, the prelude to a song she had covered suddenly came from her phone.

Qiao Wei's hand moved slightly, and he hesitated for a second, and was killed by the blame.

Li Yeting stared at her lightly, smiled, and asked her, "Actually, An Ning's singing is quite good, isn't it?" ”

"I think it's average, and it's not as powerful." Qiao replied without changing his face.

"Really?" Li Yeting asked rhetorically.

Joe was the only thing he felt was that he had something to say.

"Then you say, she is a little Internet celebrity who is not famous, she has never appeared on the Internet, and she may not be able to make much money, giving her hundreds of millions, is it enough for her to calm her anger?"

Qiao Weiwei put the phone aside, looked at Li Yeting for a few seconds, and said: "She may indeed have no money, but I think she is quite backbone, and she may not compromise for a few hundred million." ”

Li Yeting smiled again: "Do you know what the concept of 100 million is for them? ”

"Normal ordinary traffic artists, you can often see that kind of thing in TV shows, and the net income in a year is probably between a few million and twenty or thirty million, and if you exceed it, you can step into the top ranks."

"Hundreds of millions, enough for an ordinary traffic artist to earn for decades, as long as An Ning accepts it, he will have food and clothing for the rest of his life, and he can have whatever he wants, why not accept it?"

Li Yeting is reasoning with her and guiding her, if she doesn't accept this money, there must be a problem.

Qiao only thought about it, Li Yeting actually said some truth, money can make ghosts grind.

"You're going to give her money to help her?" She was silent for a few seconds, then asked him rhetorically.