Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 219, 219 Painting Association's boss personally end! (two)

  Speaking of the vice president, Manager Sheng was also at a loss for a while.

  Before Meng Fu came to entertain entertainment today, Manager Sheng also suspected that this matter should be a misunderstanding. It is possible that Meng Fu painted earlier than that of the Painting Association, or it may be simply a coincidence...

   But he never expected that the Beijing Association painting was actually painted by Meng Fu himself!

   "Vice President, this is the first time I heard that she can paint," Manager Sheng shook his head, "I called Sister Fan to ask."

  He didn’t want to disturb Zhao Fan, but he finally couldn’t hold back it. After talking a little bit, he asked: “Why didn’t you hear that she could paint, and another painting was included in the library of the Art Association?”

Zhao Fan was still lying in the hospital at this time, playing games on the computer. When she received a call from Manager Sheng, she raised her eyebrows, "You said that withered wood picture? Right now she has too much momentum. I think the entertainment industry is still the work and achievements. Most importantly, these are all false. And her teacher also said that there are many omissions in her painting. She painted a tree for two months some time ago. This is not something to be too proud of. There is no need to take it out and say. Otherwise some people say that she has set up another person."

  Compared to Yan Langfeng’s apprentice, Zhao Fan did feel that Meng Fu’s painting in T City didn’t need to be mentioned.

  Manager Sheng who finished listening to Zhao Fan's words: "..."

Ah.

  **

  Downstairs, Meng Fu put on the mask and cap again.

   Picked up the phone and dialed out.

  The secretary of the vice president has been showing her respectfully, watching her on the phone, and looking at her with a look of research in curiosity.

  The phone rang twice and it was connected, and the secretary heard Meng Fu speak——

  "Brother Cheng, you should buy Shengyu's stock. It has fallen a lot now, and it will rise tomorrow. You can buy shares without losing money, trust me..."

  The secretary watched Meng Fu while calling and getting in the car: "...??"

  Also, can it be like this? ? ?

  The secretary watched Meng Fu’s taxi leave, and the ghost also registered a stock account.

  Su's house.

   Su Cheng, who was sitting at the table listening to the meeting of the rest of the Su family, casually turned the Buddhist beads in one hand and the mobile phone in the other. After listening to Meng Fu's words, he gave an "um" sound.

  Because he was in a meeting, he didn't say much. After Meng Fu said a few words, he hung up the phone.

After the meeting was over, he beckoned Su Huang to stop Su Huang and asked him to transfer money to buy Shengyu stock.

   "Stocks?" Su Huang was taken aback. He looked at Su Cheng and scratched his head. "Why do you suddenly remember to buy Shengyu stocks?"

  Su Cheng gave a free explanation.

  Su Huang doesn’t understand stocks, but he is now admiring Meng Fu. Upon hearing this, he turned around and found someone to open an account and used his pocket money to buy stocks.

"Don't buy it." After Su Tian finished training, he could not help but shook his head when he saw Su Huang looking for someone to borrow money. After 54 it began to fall today. "This stock has gone up weirdly before, and now it is 48. I estimate that there will be three crows. The market outlook is weak and it is not recommended to buy."

  Su Huang didn’t understand the three crows. He scratched his head after hearing Su Tian’s words. “But Ms. Meng asked the young master to buy it. There shouldn’t be a mistake? Did you buy some?”

   "I don't buy," Su Tian shook his head, "The stock can only be sold three days after the purchase. After three days, your stock will fall below 39 and you will lose money."

  **

  At the same time, another Weibo on Weibo that was posted four months ago was found out——

  I am a puff: [Picture] [Picture] Ah, ah, ah, I met my sister in the Painting Association! She wants to be able to go to tall buildings. Can anyone tell me if my sister is from the Painting Association?

  When this Weibo was posted, it was questioned as a look-alike passerby.

  At this time, something like this happened, this Weibo was again taken a screenshot, got Meng Fu’s Zhanjie commented, and asked Meng Fu’s Zhanjie——

  【Is this my sister herself? Did you say that the picture in the library belongs to my sister's teacher or something? Didn’t the younger sister say in the show that she has a teacher? 】

Yin Bingnian naturally did not believe that Meng Fu would plagiarize, especially when she asked the old man who often sent her things on the Internet. The other party told her not to worry about Meng Fu’s character. Yin Bingnian was like alive and directing people in the group to Meng Fu. After receiving this comment, she also wrinkled her eyebrows and replied--

  [This temperament and looks are exactly the same as my sister, I also doubt whether she is a sister? 】

  Meng Fu does not post on Weibo on weekdays. Except for the last welfare, it is basically advertising. Private pictures and spoilers are not even as many as the sisters.

  So Yin Bingnian now has 8.9 million fans.

  The sentence she replied was captured by netizens in an instant.

  【? ? Do you know who can enter the tall buildings of the Painting Association? The elites of the Art Association, even Sheng Jun can’t go in without problems. Are you a young artist trying to get involved with the masters of the Art Association? MF fans really stunned me, dreaming? 】

  【Haha xswl, you don’t have to talk to them upstairs, you never wake up people who pretend to be sleeping, they are anxious, they are anxious. 】

  【@孟晗, hhhh, your fans say this is you. 】

  【@孟晗, don't be silent, come out and clarify if this is you? 】

  At the same time, the well-known painting blogger who pointed out Meng Fu plagiarism in the morning also directly forwarded Yin Bingnian’s comment——

  South wind enters the string: [I hope you will stop substituting Meng Fu with the masters of the Art Association. This painting and that master are not free for you to comment on. 】

  The south wind enters the strings. Obviously, there is also a lot of nobleness of the artist, and people who admire the art association very much. They like the dead wood picture and can't rub the sand.

  His previous Weibo has already had 300,000 comments, and it has also been searched.

  Now this Weibo has come out, but there are 20,000 comments in two minutes.

  It’s also at this time, Shengyu’s official Weibo released an online press conference at 3 pm, which is very simple——

  【Three in the afternoon, Shengyu Press Conference on the first floor, so stay tuned. 】

  There is no word "apology" in the title.

  A group of netizens who had already eaten melons blew up.

  【Just a notice, no apology? Do not apologize to Ye Shuning, who was maliciously edited, or the original author? 】

  【I look forward to you m. 】

  【This is the virtue of a big company? 】

   [Sure enough, there are artists for any company. 】

  【Sheng Yu Meng Fu is always black (smiling)】

  [Online press conference, yes, I will squat the link to see what you can say (smile)]

  **

  Shengyu is about to hold a press conference. Most of the people who followed the matter got the news, and countless people waited and watched.

  Ye Shuning also got the news here. She looked at this Weibo with a cold expression, but one night, the comments about her on Weibo had changed in an instant.

  After seeing that Meng Fu's painting was plagiarized, the heart of being compared by Meng Fu was completely gone.

  She forwarded the Weibo of Shengyu to Xi Nancheng.

  On the other side of the phone, Xi Nancheng naturally also knew the news. He was inviting Sheng Jun to dinner. Seeing this, he clicked on the big picture and twisted his eyebrows.

   "Press conference, would you like to see it?" Sheng Jun smiled.

  Xi Nancheng said lightly, "What are you looking at? Listen to her sophistry and apologize?"

  Hearing what Xi Nancheng said, Sheng Jun only smiled and did not mention Meng Fu again.

Instead, he told Xi Nancheng about the new movie: "Director Xu is really out of the mountains. He has another tactical drama with three male characters. I heard that one has already been set. He is looking for the future. Election, there is only one news, I am not sure."

   Hearing Sheng Jun’s words, Xi Nancheng raised his head, his eyes moved, "When is the audition?"

  No one in the circle wants to act in a movie directed by Xu.

  Not only the quality, but with the guidance of Director Xu, the acting skills of the whole person will be improved a lot.

  "It should be the last time," Sheng Jun pursed his lips and smiled faintly: "At a film and television base, when he starts audition, I will notify you."

  **

   2:30 in the afternoon.

  Dozens of security guards on the first floor of Shengyu Building are maintaining order, and major media rushed in.

   2:55.

Manager Sheng appeared on the stage.

  The reporters naturally knew Manager Sheng and knew that he was Meng Fu’s boss.

   Seeing Manager Sheng, Chang Tong could not wait to poke Manager Sheng’s face, "Excuse me, Meng Fu himself? I haven't seen her, is she gone with a guilty conscience?"

  "Does Meng Fu want to clarify the elevator picture on the Internet?"

   "Do your company and Meng Fu plan to apologize to the author of the original painting today?"

  "Are you designing a man for Meng Fu? When Meng Fu copied it, I probably didn’t know it was a painting by the Art Association, right?"

  "Can we wait until Meng Fu comes out to apologize?"

  These reporters are all veterans in the entertainment industry. The problem is in the middle of the heart, and even the "plagiarism" hat has been put on Meng Fu's head, asking her directly how she intends to apologize.

  The current population of Meng Fu is too high, especially since she is still at the peak of the peak, and the online live broadcast of Weibo has been watched by 10 million people.

  Manager Sheng looked at these reporters with a smile, and said calmly: "Everyone, stay calm and restless. Today we will give everyone an explanation, and Meng Fu will also be there in person."

   lowered his head and looked at his watch calmly.

   2:57.

  Neither Meng Fu nor the Mr. Shen came yet. He couldn't help looking at the gate. He had been with Meng Fu several times. He also knew that Meng Fu had always been on time, so he didn't think Meng Fu would not come this time.

  At 2:59, the barrage of Weibo was swept densely.

  【Meng Fu is guilty? Throw the pot to Sheng Yu? 】

  【Meng Fu really lost his favor this time. 】

  【Apologize to Ye Shuning, right? Ye Shuning is so miserable because of her being blackened, is a copy of a painting worthy of being compared with Ye Shuning? 】

  【Has turned black, no matter how Meng Fu and Shengyu apologize this time, I will never fan her again. 】

  【It's better for Ye Shuning, she is a talented woman, and all her original creations. 】

  【……】

  Three o'clock.

  There was a sensation at the gate, and all the shots were aimed at the gate.

  Meng Fu was surrounded by bodyguards at the five doorways, and a middle-aged man followed her.

  However, no one was taking care of the middle-aged man at this time, and all the shots wanted to poke Meng Fu's face.

The five bodyguards couldn’t stop all the reporters. One reporter broke through the bodyguard and squeezed directly to Meng Fu’s face. The microphone poked Meng Fu’s face directly. His words were aggressive, "Miss Meng Fu, how are you going to talk to the original author this time? Apologies? Do you think your fans will forgive you?"

  The microphone was blocked by her **** before poking it on Meng Fu's face.

  Meng Fu stopped in place, took off the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose with the other hand, and clamped it on the neckline of the white sweater inside, watching the reporter: "Who told you that I apologized today?"

  After speaking, the two bodyguards directly carried the reporter away.

  The middle-aged man next to Meng Fu walked to the podium, but she did not go up.

  Because of her words, both the live broadcast and the online live broadcast began to commotion.

When Manager Sheng saw the middle-aged man, he guessed that this should be what Ms. Meng Fu said, "Little Shen", "Thank you very much for being here today. I know that everyone cares about the dead wood picture. Mr. Shen will give it to us. Explanation."

  After speaking, Manager Sheng handed the microphone to the middle-aged man.

  The reporter present did not expect this Mr. Shen to be the protagonist. All the shots were aimed at Mr. Shen, with "click" and "click" sounds.

  Meng Fu's previous sentence of not apologizing set off a huge wave.

  【Don't apologize? 】

  【Meng Fu, you don’t want Bilian anymore? 】

   [plagiarism is plagiarism, apologizing and admitting mistakes. Meng Fu can still be in the entertainment circle after he is wrong, don’t you apologize? Why don't you apologize? So thick-skinned? 】

  【……】

  With so many reporters and cameras, the middle-aged man didn't panic at all. He only lightly took the microphone, and his eyes swept around the reporter with great momentum.

   Several of the reporters who asked aggressively questions stepped back involuntarily.

   "I'm Shen Li." The middle-aged man introduced himself.

  The reporter interrupted him directly, with extremely sharp words: "Sorry, it doesn't matter who you are. We don't want to know who you are at all. We just want to know why Meng Fu doesn't apologize? Can the thief be so shameless?"

Shen Li raised his eyebrows. He glanced at the reporter who asked him. He was angry without being interrupted. He just smiled: "Why don't you apologize? It's very simple, because the painting in the library of our Art Association was also painted by her. I don't think she has to apologize to herself, this lady, what do you think?"

  Shen Li's sentence, not only the scene, but also the non-stop barrage of the audience watching the live broadcast on Weibo stopped for a moment.

   Then he brushed up frantically.

  【That was also painted by her? 】

  【Impossible, just come to someone to talk about it and you believe it? 】

  【Fuck, fuck! What kind of shocking melon is this? ? 】

  【I thought for a long time how Meng Fu would apologize in public relations, but you told me that it was herself? ? 】

  After finishing speaking, Shen Li handed the microphone to Manager Sheng, took a look at Meng Fu, and left together. The two of them had to look for Yan Langfeng.

  "Wait, Mr. Shen," a reporter reacted first and hurriedly passed the microphone, "Excuse me, who are you? How do you know that the painting is by Meng Fu?"

  Shen Li flicked the microphone and said in the words of the reporter before him: "Me? It doesn't matter who I am, so I won't take up your time."

  The time to explain in one sentence from start to finish, less than a minute, such an arrogant attitude, not only the reporters and netizens at the scene were confused, but also Manager Sheng was confused.

  Netizens believe, some are doubtful, and some do not.

  "Manager Sheng, do you think the netizens will believe it?" Manager Sheng’s assistant sent Meng Fu away and asked cautiously.

Manager Sheng didn't know, he called Zhao Fan directly and asked her about it.

  Zhao Fan is still playing games in the hospital. She also watched the live broadcast. When she heard Manager Sheng’s concerns, she raised her eyebrows: “Don’t worry about this.”

   "But he just said one sentence, and his attitude is not good..." Manager Sheng was worried, but he didn't say a word. This person's attitude is not bad to describe, and a little...

  Zhao Fan laughed after listening, "Do you know what the Art Association is?"

   "That's Vice President Shen, who was interrupted by Yuji's introduction. What do you expect him to give them a good face?"

  **

The live broadcast of    was severely cut off by Shengyu within a few minutes, but the barrage was still being swiped. Most people felt that Shengyu was too perfunctory to all netizens this time.

   Ye Shuning’s assistant also watched the whole process.

   Can’t help but send a barrage——【I didn’t apologize, I just said that the painting was painted by Meng Fu. That person was bought by the capitalist behind Meng Fu, right? Just for marketing Meng Fu's persona? 】

  【That said, it is very possible. 】

  【Nausea. 】

  【Shengyu is so perfunctory to us? 】

  [The analysis is so reasonable, Shengyu is really doing everything to praise Mengfu! 】

  【Shengyu's operation is very fascinating, is that what happened to just find someone? 】

  [Wait...Have you read the Weibo of Nanfeng Great God, he deleted the Weibo of diss Meng Fu...]

  【Delete blog? Why? 】

  [...Barrage gods, when you have so much time to ask questions, you might as well check out the first hot comment on Nanfeng’s new Weibo]

  All netizens ran to the new Weibo of Nanfeng Entering Strings, and did not read the content, so they just clicked to comment.

  The first comment is like this-[No, right? You call it perfunctory? (image)】

  Everyone subconsciously clicked on the picture, which was an introduction to a thousand-degree character——

  【Shen Li, male, 41 years old, graduated from Beijing Film Art Department.

  Currently, he is the vice chairman of T Urban Painting Association, director of the Cultural Bureau, and a member of the Urban Security Bureau. 】

  　**

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