Chapter 390: Are You Sure It's Not Two Hundred?
Bai Chushen's father owes a lot of money outside, yes.
But this staff member of the key crew was not born in a rich family.
He asked for two million when he opened his mouth, obviously wanting to knock Bai Chu Shen a pen.
Bai Chushen has just debuted, and if there are any bad rumors, it will have a great impact on him in the future.
Ye Zhiyan also saw that the matter was so troublesome that it couldn't end, so she hurriedly came to Lanxi.
Originally, Ye Zhiyan thought about using the money directly to send it first, after all, two million is not a lot of money for her.
But this kind of person, if he tastes a little sweetness, he will definitely be like a bloodsucking worm in the future, constantly trying to squeeze benefits from Bai Chushen.
This kind of scoundrel is the most difficult to deal with.
When Lan Xi followed Ye Zhiyan to Bai Chushen's room, she found that several artists were outside watching the excitement.
Just now, Lan Xi could hear the noise coming from Bai Chushen's room, not to mention these artists who lived in the next few rooms.
"Let's all go back to our rooms!" Ye Zhiyan took a few steps forward and said in a light tone.
When several artists saw Ye Zhiyan, they all dispersed.
Although they were curious about what exactly was going on in the room.
However, Ye Zhiyan has spoken now, and if they continue to stay here, they will be a little too ignorant of current affairs.
"Lanxi, Zhiyan, you're finally here." Xun Wei saw Lanxi and the others, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
She was about to be unable to stop these people at the door just now.
If Bai Chushen's news spreads, his acting career will be completely ruined.
"How's it going?" Blue Creek asked.
"I don't know, I was just trying to block the people who came to see the excitement outside, but I heard that the noise inside was getting worse and worse." Xun Wei said helplessly.
"Open the door." Lan Xi said coldly.
……
in the room.
A man who was only about one meter six tall, dark and thin, looked at Bai Chushen with an arrogant face.
"Well, have you thought about it? There are more and more people outside, if you can't get two million today, I will publicize the bad things in your family, and when the time comes, most of your hard-won role will be in vain! The short, thin man smiled maliciously.
"There's no way my dad owes you two million." Bai Chushen didn't have any expression on his face, but the hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists.
"This is the IOU that your father called me at the beginning, his signature, you won't be unrecognizable!" The short and thin man carried a note in his hand, which was crookedly written that Bai Chushen's father owed him two million yuan for a few years and months.
But what's more strange is that the 10,000 characters, sandwiched between the words 100 and yuan, seem unusually crowded.
"Are you sure my dad doesn't owe you two hundred dollars?" Bai Chushen asked.
This swastika was obviously added later.
Fools can see it.
But the short and thin man didn't think so.
"It's written in black and white, don't try to cheat." The short thin man put away the IOU, "Now I can't find your father, I can only ask you for this money, I don't care if you are looking for someone to borrow, steal, or cheat, anyway, I want to see two million hit my account, otherwise I will expose this matter on the Internet tomorrow!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Bai Chushen's room was suddenly pushed open, and a girl who didn't look very old walked in.
"You get out." Lan Xi glanced at Bai Chushen lightly.