The next day was Monday, and everyone gathered in the conference room early in the morning, Zhao Lei's phone would ring every few seconds, followed by his reply, "I'm sorry, I have no comment!" ”

It was rare for Xiaoyu and Mei Ning not to quarrel, they were both nervous to sit aside, and Mei Ning was even more depressed like a defeated rooster.

The moment Lin Zhiwei walked into the conference room, she smelled the smoke of the battle, and today she was wearing a crimson shirt, but she looked a little intoxicated by the turbulence.

When Mei Ning saw Lin Zhiwei coming in, she opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she held it back.

Xiaoyu still couldn't hold her breath, so she opened her mouth first, "Brother Lin, Mei Ning is in trouble!" ”

Lin Zhiwei shook her mobile phone and looked calm, "I got a hot search in the morning." ”

Mei Ning stood up and said solemnly, "Brother Lin, I definitely didn't plagiarize, what happened before...... Previous......"

Lin Zhiwei waved her hand at him and sat down on the sofa and spoke, "No need to explain, I believe you." ”

Mei Ning's eyes were scarlet and tired from sleepless nights, and she breathed a sigh of relief after the sentence that I believe in you, and then whispered, "But...... People won't believe me, the evidence is conclusive...... I can't come up with anything else...... It's all my ......."

He blamed himself and lowered his head, it was his first year in the S City Design College, he was high-spirited at that time, no one paid attention to him, and he looked like the stinky fart of his own design was the best in the world.

After easily sweeping several campus best costume design awards, and winning the S City Design Gold Award, he wandered into bars and nightclubs every day, defenseless against the people around him, and scattered his design drawings in the dormitory.

But he never wanted to be preemptively submitted by his most trusted brother, and was finally accused of plagiarism in the national competition, although he tried his best to prove it, but he couldn't erase this gray memory.

He ...... Used to be my best brother too...... Now it's ...... Ye Linyun's royal stylist Zero" Mei Ning hung her head and muttered helplessly.

Even if Mei Ning was reused by Ling Ziheng in the future and rose again, that dusty past would always be a thorn in his heart.

Zero was gradually abandoned by Ye Linyun because he no longer had a good work, while Mei Ning stepped onto the international stage, and the gossip that was once used has become fragile and weak.

But this time, Zero took out the evidence of the past, which was the most unfavorable evidence for Mei Ning, and the video of him being convicted of plagiarism in the competition at that time, this scene was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.

"Don't worry, I will return your innocence" Lin Zhiwei looked at the extremely lost Mei Ning and said in a straight voice.

"What? But...... It was Brother Lei who helped me negotiate with Zero before, in exchange for all these years of peace. Zero is not a fuel-efficient lamp," Mei Ning looked up sharply, staring at Lin Zhiwei in disbelief.

After listening to Mei Ning's words, Lin Zhiwei lowered her head and flipped through a magazine casually, no longer saying more, Xiaoyu and Mei Ning glanced at each other, still confused, although they got a relatively positive reply, they still knew that there must be a lot of scolding on the Internet.

"Mei Ning" After a few minutes, Lin Zhiwei spoke.

Lin ...... Ringo? ”

"Don't swipe Weibo these days, don't read any news, turn off, hand, machine!"

"Good...... Okay," Menin replied.

Zhao Lei glanced at Lin Zhiwei, who was calm and abnormal, and the black mist in her eyes became half a point, and then returned to her usual calmness.

This Monday, Ling Ruoyu's stylist Mei Ning's hot search dominated almost every media platform.

The comments at the bottom were indeed mixed, there were all kinds of voices, Mei Ning obediently threw his mobile phone off, stayed in the studio, stared at his design drawings blankly, and couldn't swallow.

Ling Ziheng sent people to set up control around the studio to prevent the media or excited gangsters from causing trouble in the studio.

Zhao Lei's phone was almost blown up, but he experienced many big scenes and was so experienced that he was able to deal with it.

Early Tuesday morning, just when everyone thought that the fire of the Meining incident was about to be extinguished, Xiaoyu cried in the studio.

"Director Lin, I'...... I might have to quit my job and go back to my hometown....... Woo woo woo "Xiao Yu choked.

"Baby, don't be in a hurry to speak slowly," Lin Zhiwei patted her back and soothed.

"My dad has been gambling and owes money in the past few years, although he has relied on me for the past two years, but he still owes a lot, last night, last night my mother said that my dad was locked up by loan sharks, and my mother asked me to go back immediately......" Xiaoyu's face was full of tears, and his tone was extremely sad.

"Baby, your dad will be fine, the boss will take care of it!" When Xiaoyu was about to collapse, Lin Zhiwei slowly spit out a sentence.

Xiaoyu sobbed and turned her head to look at the confident man, although she still had doubts in her heart, she was willing to believe him, and hurriedly asked, "That Lin...... Ringo, I'm ...... What should I do? ”

"Like Mei Ning, turn off your phone, stay in the studio, work hard for a few days, in order to ensure your safety, do you understand?" Lin Zhiwei instructed, and turned to look at Mei Ning on the side.

Xiaoyu nodded, looked at Mei Ning, who was haggard, and the two agreed at the same time.

"There is a rest room in the studio, one room for each of you, a change of clothes and other supplies, Nanyu will send it over, remember my words, stay here this week, don't go out!" Lin Zhiwei reminded again, afraid that the two of them would be in a hurry.

"Understood," the two obediently responded.

Xiaoyu believes in the person in front of her even more, as if as long as she is there, anything can be done.

However, things didn't go in a better direction, and Wednesday's blow almost immediately crushed everyone.

Yin Mier was also placed in the studio by Lin Zhiwei, all work was suspended, and her mobile phone was confiscated, and the studio was also cut off.

Although Yin Mier has experienced ups and downs before, this time there has just been a little better, but it has been exposed to old things again, and there are also some gossip about catching the wind and shadows, she can't help but be a little lonely, but she is a little calmer than Xiaoyu and Mei Ning, although she has tentatively scheduled her work, she is still training in the studio, and she is not affected by the outside world at all.

Now Lin Zhiwei and Zhao Lei were still walking outside, and as soon as Lin Zhiwei walked into the studio, Yin Mi'er rushed out, and carefully looked at her for a long time before speaking, "Weiwei, are you okay?" ”

Lin Zhiwei looked dazed, "It's okay, what can I do?" You said the media, I'm muted, it doesn't matter, baby, are you okay? ”

Yin Mi'er was half relieved in her heart, and replied, "You locked me in as soon as the hot search came out, and now I can't guess what the noise is like outside, but I still understand it in my heart", by the way, she looked at Zhao Lei, who was bruised, and said gratefully, "Brother Lei has worked hard." ”

Zhao Lei shook his head, "It's okay." ”

Lin Zhiwei glanced at Zhao Lei meaningfully, and then came to the conference room with Yin Mi'er in her arms, Xiaoyu and Mei Ning both got up and looked at Lin Zhiwei worriedly, things will really get better, but ...... Now the situation is getting more and more confusing......