What about Chapter 230? Do you have the ability to kill me?
"Impossible, Ji Cheng can't be dead! My boyfriend and I have been in contact for a long time, and he has always been fine!"
Song Wanwan didn't believe it at all.
She glared at the director with dissatisfaction and said, "Director, are you kidding me? Show me the news you mentioned and the photo of the dead Jicheng. Take a look!"
"Oh, their family is very famous in Xiangjiang. Just search it online. You can easily find news about the Ji family."
The director said earnestly, "Wanwan, this boyfriend of yours is definitely not the grandson of the rich Ji family in Hong Kong. He may be from Xiangjiang with the same name. Be careful, you are the eldest lady of the Song family. Maybe he is using a fake name." I approached you in order to defraud the Song family of their money!
< br>Look, you invested so much money to help promote his company, but his origins are unknown. If something goes wrong with the company, it will be troublesome!”
The director doesn’t know Song Wanwan! Not from the Song family, she thought Song Wanwan paid these sponsorship fees for Ji Cheng.
Song Wanwan was a little distracted and had not yet digested what the director said.
She quickly searched the Internet for news related to the Ji family, and then found what the director said.
There are photos of Ji Cheng on the Internet during his lifetime, and they indeed look exactly like the Ji Cheng that Song Wanwan saw. Song Wanwan had seen Ji Cheng's ID card and passport before, and the identity information on them was correct.
Seeing the news content described on the Internet, Song Wanwan thought of Ji Cheng's face, it would fall off!
Could it be that his face is not his own?
Then who is he? !
A chill ran down Song Wanwan's spine.
When the director saw that she didn't respond, he came over to find others and returned the mask to Song Wanwan.
As soon as he came over, He Rou said, "Director, Wanwan, do you want to sponsor me? She used that facial mask for me yesterday, and it was really good. You can try this sponsorship. "Yeah."
Jiang Nanxi stared at her face and asked curiously, "Did you use it on your face last night?"
"Yes."
He Rou glanced at Song Shiting beside her, smiled and said, "Wanwan is Shiting's sister , the things she gave me must be good things, of course I used them the first time
I originally had two acnes on my face, but they were cured immediately after using the mask. I feel like when I woke up this morning, my whole face was a shade whiter, and I looked better without makeup. "
But in Jiang Nanxi's eyes, He Rou, a living person, still carries a corpse aura.
She couldn't help but say, "You are so white. Is it Dead Man White? Don't use that mask anymore. If you continue to use it, you will really die. "
Jiang Nanxi's words sounded a bit strange at first, and He Rou's expression changed on the spot.
He Rou said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think you can talk like that? Because this facial mask was given to me by Wanwan, why do you have to be so picky? I know you have a bad relationship with Wanwan, but there’s no need to be so petty! ”
After He Rou finished speaking, she looked at Song Shiting beside her and said, "Wanwan is worthy of being the daughter of the Song family. She has the same superb business acumen as Mr. Song.
Mr. Song, the cosmetics company to which this mask belongs is still Wanwan. Is it too late to invest? She has really good vision. I believe this mask will be on the market. After that, she will definitely become a hit in the beauty industry this year."
Hearing the words "Song family daughter", Song Shiting's face darkened on the spot and said bluntly, "She has that kind of IQ. What a business acumen, you think too much.”
This is a very rude statement.
If you were an ordinary artist and said this to another guest on a variety show, you would probably be scolded to death by netizens.
He Rou didn't expect that he would say this about Song Wanwan's younger sister. Isn't the relationship between the brother and sister bad?
She thought for a while and said, "Mr. Song, Wanwan is from the Song family after all, and her IQ is definitely not much different. Maybe you are too strict with her."
< br>Song Shiting: "Haha."
Song Shiting's sneer made He Rou choke on the rest of his words on the spot.
But then she thought that she was Song Shiting's date. If this variety show resolved the conflict between the brother and sister, it might make Song Shiting look at her differently. At this time, Song Wanwan walked over absentmindedly and sat on the other side of He Rou.
He Rou saw it and thought she was sad because of Song Shiting's comments, so she comforted her.
"Wanwan, don't be discouraged. No matter how much others dislike your facial mask, I will support you. I believe this facial mask will definitely sell."
"Thank you."
Song Wanwan thought for a while and handed the box of facial masks to He Rou, "Then I'll give these to you too. You can start a live broadcast tonight to help me promote it. For a moment?”
"Of course!"
He Rou held her arm and said, "When I first saw you, I felt that we were destined to be friends. I wanted to be a good sister with you, so I will definitely help you with this. !
Besides, this mask is actually very useful, and it’s a good thing for more people to know about it!”
Jiang Nanxi sat across the table and saw the two of them holding hands affectionately. She said playfully, "This mask should be made of corpse oil. You two have such a good relationship. Remember to buy two consecutive cemeteries. When the time comes, we can still come out and play hand in hand when we become ghosts."
He Rou's smile froze on her face.
Song Wanwan was silent and didn't say anything. He Rou said displeasedly, "Can you stop being so disappointing? Every day, you're either cursing this or that, so you don't want to see other people's kindness?
How could the facial mask be used? Made of corpse oil, where does the corpse oil come from? Are you here? You can't lie without thinking, just open your mouth!"
Jiang Nanxi grinned, "Friends who often kill people should know that 70% of the body is made of water. If the corpse is squeezed dry and refined into oil, then Being several times lighter will help to throw more corpses at once."
Liu Qingyan nodded, "Yes, we recommend planting endangered plants on top of the corpses so that no one dares to dig them up. This land is closed because it is illegal to dig up endangered plants. "
Jiang Nanxi looked at him with relief, "Yanzi, it seems that you have been studying the little tricks I taught you seriously. Today I will teach you another tip, which is how to deal with draining. of corpse oil.”
Liu Qingyan: "How to deal with it?"
Jiang Nanxi: "Add corpse oil to cosmetics and sell them to people with low IQs, so that when their faces appear deathly pale, they will think that the facial mask has miraculous effects. .
If you say they are dying, they will think you are jealous of their fair skin and beauty."
Everyone looked at He Rou.
He Rou then realized that Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan were singing harmoniously, mocking herself.
Under the gaze of everyone, her face couldn't help but feel hot, and she said angrily, "Jiang Nanxi, I think you are jealous that Wanwan has made such a good facial mask!"
Jiang Nanxi: "Look, People like them won't doubt her. They will only say that I am jealous of her."
He Rou: "I am. It’s because you’re jealous of Wanwan!”
Jiang Nanxi: “I dare not say that I’m jealous of her, but I have to say that I’m jealous of Song Wanwan, Old Green Tea.”
He Rou: “What? I dare not say that you are jealous of me, I didn’t even want to say it! Also, who are you saying is old?”
Jiang Nanxi: "You are already half-legged as a person in the coffin, and you are still young?
Tomorrow you will have corpse spots on your face. Even the old ladies in my orphanage haven't had them yet."
He Rou: "You are in human form Attack and spread rumors! How can you be so vicious? I didn’t say anything to you!”
Jiang Nanxi: “Yes, how about you beat me to death?” "
He Rou:? ? ?
Who are you calling Lao Milk Tea while riding a horse? !
He Rou was so angry that she wanted to flip the table over, but she found Song Shiting giving her a cold look.
Song Shiting spoke slowly, and what she said made her expression change.