"I can ask Xiongwen's PR team to help you draft a Weibo statement."

Fang Bingqing: "What is the content of the statement?" ”

"First, make it clear that your break-in into the concert stage and the drop of the chandelier were not accidents, but were maliciously planned.

Second, admit that your 'relationship with Han Siwen' is fake, and emphasize that the reason why he lied on stage is to protect you. ”

Fang Bingqing raised his head from the bowl of noodles and said in surprise: "How do you know that someone is maliciously plotting?" ”

Wen Ci's eyes did not dodge in the slightest, and responded calmly: "Because with your intelligence, you can't do such a stupid thing." ”

Fang Bingqing smiled: "You have seen me thoroughly." ”

Then, after taking a bite of noodles, he asked: "Then how can I convince netizens that someone maliciously planned these things?" Neither the hostess who brought me backstage nor the man who was manipulating the chandelier caught any. ”

"There is no evidence, I'm afraid it's easy for everyone to say that it's 'deliberately selling miserably'."

Wen Zi turned the paper cup in his hand.

Whisper: "It's coming." ”

Fang Bingqing was puzzled: "What's fast?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Fang Bingqing glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was an unknown number, and his figure was slightly stunned.

carefully ruled out the possibility of a call from Octopus, Love Flower and others, and then answered the phone on the spot unhurriedly.

"Hey, hello." Fang Bingqing spoke politely and detachedly.

"May I ask if it's Miss Fang Bingqing?"

On the other end of the line was an unfamiliar male voice.

Fang Bingqing moved the phone from his ear to his eyes and looked at the phone number again.

Make sure the person isn't someone she knows.

"Yes." Fang Bingqing hesitated, "I am Fang Bingqing." Who are you? ”

"Hello Miss Fang, this is the criminal police team of Zhongcheng District of City B, I have some clues about the chandelier incident in the sports square last night, and I hope you can come to the police station in the afternoon and cooperate with us to do some investigations."

"What time is the afternoon?" Fang Bingqing asked.

"It's Saturday, and it's okay between two and four in the afternoon."

"Okay, thanks."

Fang Bingqing thanked him politely and hung up the phone.

Wen Ci asked curiously, "Whose phone number?" ”

"Midtown District Criminal Police Team." Fang Bingqing ate the remaining two wisps of noodles in the bowl.

Wen Ci raised his eyebrows: "It's about last night?" ”

"Hmm." Fang Bingqing took out a tissue and wiped his mouth slowly, "It seems that the evidence we need is about to arrive." ”

Wen Ci took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and clicked on a WeChat message to take a look.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he pushed the paper cup in front of Fang Bingqing.

Then while shaking his fingers to type, Bian Zhengse said: "It's almost two o'clock, after drinking this glass of water, I'll drive you over." ”

"No, you don't." Fang Bingqing shook his head, "I'm not a child, so I don't need anyone to accompany me." ”

"Besides, you still have classes in the afternoon."

Wen Ci turned the phone screen to Fang Bingqing and glanced at it.

"It just so happens that Duan Jinqian's guy is very free in the afternoon, so he can help me take a class."

At the end, seeing that Fang Bingqing was going to say something more, he spoke again: "As the boss of the Xiongwen Group, I can't sit idly by when I see that something has happened to the signed author of the company. ”

"And your new book is about to be released, and if I don't take care of this matter, I'll lose a lot of money."

Fang Bingqing felt funny: "Then you are really competent as a boss." ”

Wen Ci said seriously: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

After that, he took the lead in getting up.

"Wait a minute, I'll get moving."