After Ji Feixue hung up the phone, she packed up her things and took a taxi to Huanyu International, Tian Yuan was waiting for her at the door, Ji Feixue nodded to him, which was a greeting.

Tian Yuan also nodded: "Miss Ji, please come with me." ”

Ji Feixue took the elevator with Tian Yuan and came to the president's office on the highest floor, Tian Yuan knocked on the door, and after getting a reply from inside, he opened the door and went in: "President, Miss Ji brought it." ”

"Let's get out. Call Lawyer Chung in. Gu Tianze raised his head from the document and looked at the person who came: "Miss Ji, please take a seat." ”

Ji Feixue sat on the sofa nearby in a regular manner, looking around the office, one word, big.

It's really too big, a noble and elegant office, showing the breath and style of the king everywhere.

It didn't take long for a man in a suit and leather shoes to come in, sit down in front of Ji Feixue, and stretched out his hand: "Miss Ji, hello, I'm Lawyer Zhong, Zhong Rui." ”

Ji Feixue shook back politely: "Hello." ”

After a few words of greetings, it can be regarded as acquaintance, Gu Tianze sat in the middle, Ji Feixue and Zhong Rui sat on both sides, Zhong Rui said: "Miss Ji, I have already heard what Mr. Gu said, I want to hear your specific situation." ”

Ji Feixue turned her head and glanced at Gu Tanze, Gu Tanze felt her gaze, and said, "Lawyer Zhong said that my company is the best lawyer, you can rest assured." ”

Ji Feixue relaxed, said her situation again, took out the contract from her bag, and handed it to Zhong Rui.

Zhong Rui took a look, his eyes were full of shock, and then he saw Ji Feixue play the recording again, after Zhong Rui listened to it, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, but fortunately, he was also a person who had seen strong winds and waves, and he quickly became serious.

Ji Feixue handed the prepared materials to Zhong Rui: "I made the recording into a text version, you can take a look." ”

Zhong Rui's expression became very serious: "Miss Ji, what do you want to do?" Cancel the contract directly? Or do you want to change the treaty? ”

Ji Feixue did not hesitate: "Terminate the contract!" ”

"This lawsuit can be fought." Zhong Rui pointed to a part of the contract: "Grasp this point, the other party asks you to sign the contract on the condition of life, which violates the right to personal liberty and violates the will of a free person, and the contract can be revoked in law." In addition, the other party used the life of a relative to threaten him, which constituted personal injury. ”

"But." He raised his head and looked at Ji Feixue: "If you file a lawsuit, the other party will definitely not give up, your affairs will be exposed, which is not beneficial to both parties, and this contract was signed voluntarily by yourself, and the other party did not force you." Miss Ji, have you thought it through? ”

If Ji Feixue's matter is exposed, the keyboard players on the Internet don't know that they will attack Ji Feixue like this, and the unfilial daughter will sue her biological father? Ji Feixue herself is a popular figure, black fans, passers-by, keyboard warriors, and the company's pressure, who will let her go?

For her, she is a little actor with no background, what capital does she have to fight with them?

"Hit, I'll help you with anything." Gu Tianze said on the side.

Ji Feixue pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Fight." ”

Zhong Rui understood what she meant, and after a long time, he put away the documents: "I want to bring the documents back, and then I will prepare the materials for the prosecution and keep in touch." He nodded to Mr. Gu and walked out of the office.

Ji Feixue suddenly felt that her eyes were a little moist, she blinked, turned her head, and said to Gu Tianze, "Thank you." ”

Gu Tianze got up, returned to the desk, and said, "I don't want to make trouble for myself anymore, it's easier to deal with a woman like you." ”

After discussing the details of dealing with the media network and so on with Gu Tianze, this matter is equivalent to a certainty. Ji Feixue finally got rid of her thoughts, and her heart was big.

She got up, stood directly opposite him, solemnly bowed to him at 90 degrees, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Mr. Gu, thank you for your willingness to help me." ”

Thank you for keeping an eye on Ji Ran and working hard to find out the true cause of her death.

Really, thank you.

"......" Gu Tianze's index finger and middle finger jumped twice on her knee unconsciously, until she had straightened her waist, she reacted and cleared her throat: "There's no need to thank me, you tell me about Ji Ran, I'll help you win the lawsuit, we're just an equivalent exchange." ”

Ji Feixue smiled lightly, consciously took out the memory card from her bag that recorded the video of He Sing at the memorial service, and pushed it to Gu Tianze's face: "This is the video I recorded at the memorial service, maybe I can help Mr. Gu find the real cause of death of the queen of the first or second seasons." ”

Seeing that the way he looked at her was wrong, and thinking of the embarrassed image of the other party at that time, Ji Feixue took the initiative to explain: "I saw that He Sing's expression was wrong, and I accidentally heard the conversation between him and Lan Yuer......

The corners of Gu Tianze's mouth straightened into a line, and his eyes stared at the memory card fiercely, as if he wanted to deduct all the secrets hidden inside, and he didn't have the heart to listen to what she was saying anymore - his mind was all on the small memory card.

Seeing this, Ji Feixue picked up the bag: "Then, I won't bother you, goodbye." Then he left.

Obediently took the elevator all the way to the first elevator, and Ji Feixue's mood was happy. She will almost be able to get rid of the leech of the Ji family.

It wasn't until she saw He Sing, who was surrounded by reporters with long guns and short cannons, who was still gentle and elegant and patiently answered.

The smile in her eyes disappeared for a moment, and the chill gradually rose.

Looking at He Sing who was smiling warmly, and looking at the reporters who had been asking He Sing about his plans for the second half of the year but didn't mention Ji Ran, Ji Feixue sneered, returned to the front desk, borrowed a set of reporter equipment from them, and opened a live broadcast room on a high-traffic live broadcast APP with her mobile phone.

When everything was ready, she pushed open the door and joined the group of reporters. Like a young reporter who has just entered the industry, he walked through the crowd and hurriedly put the microphone to He Sing's mouth: "He sing, can you talk about the reason for the suicide of the first wife Ji Ran?" Many people on the Internet say that Ji Ran's cause of death was man-made, what do you think about this? Did Ji Ran really die by suicide or was killed by him? ”

In an instant, the atmosphere that had just been noisy was stagnant. He Sing, who was still smiling and groaning just now, looked bad in an instant.

The responsive reporter hurriedly pursued the victory: "What do you think of Ji Ran's death?" Is it really as said on the Internet, Ji Ran's death was killed by him? ”

Other reporters were reminded by this and also joined the interrogation team.

Ji Feixue didn't care about the others, the microphone was still straight to He Sing's mouth, and asked loudly one after another: "Can He Sing answer, does the first wife Ji Ran have depression?" And who caused her to get this disease? According to the police, Ji Ran had a hemorrhage and miscarriage before his death because of an argument with the other party——"

He Sing interrupted her with a black face, and forced her to calm down: "Ah Ran has passed away, please don't disturb her purity again." After that, he nodded and apologized, and under the escort of his assistant, he hurriedly walked into the gate of Huanyu International.