Wang Keheng felt very uncomfortable now. He knew that these people must have guessed something.
I am a shareholder of a live broadcast platform, and I encountered a problem. The live broadcast room suddenly broke down at a critical moment. If I say it has nothing to do with him, no one would believe it.
Fortunately, none of them had the idea of demolishing him. Only Jiang Zhihao patted him on the shoulder and said: "It's good that it broke down. It saves you wasted money. But let me tell you, there may be some background behind this woman.
You'd better not provoke her, or you'll get yourself into trouble."
Wang Keheng also understands this truth. Without any background, how could someone suddenly come to attack him out of nowhere?
Tens of millions were spent as soon as I was told, and I have never heard of anything like this since I started doing live broadcasts.
He nodded and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Jiang is laughing."
"I'm not laughing at you, I'm just reminding you. After all, you are Mr. Lan's descendant." Jiang Zhihao said with a faint smile.
It was precisely because of the relationship between Wang Keheng and Lan Kehan that Jiang Zhihao did not make things too ugly, which was regarded as giving him a step down.
Otherwise, with his methods, it would not be difficult to deal with Wang Keheng.
At this time, Jiang Zhihao's cell phone rang.
I picked it up and looked at it. It was Wang Yingjun calling.
"Sorry, I'm going out to take a call." Jiang Zhihao said.
Zhan Xian'er watched him get up and leave, her heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to follow him.
Without Jiang Zhihao, she and Wang Keheng stayed in the same box, which always made her feel uneasy.
The manager pulled her and shook his head slightly to indicate not to do that.
Jiang Zhihao is here to mediate. Wang Keheng must not dare to mess around, otherwise he will offend many people.
This kid from an aristocratic family is not that stupid.
Zhan Xian'er took a few deep breaths and then calmed down.
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a cup of tea.
Zhan Xianer quickly took it and said, "Young Master Wang, you are too polite. I also did something wrong."
Wang Keheng waved his hands with a smile and said: "I won't go into details about the past. Considering the relationship between Miss Xian'er and Mr. Jiang, I might need more help from Miss Xian'er in the future."
Zhan Xianer had a complicated expression and forced a smile. She knew that Wang Keheng must have misunderstood her relationship with Jiang Zhihao.
But unexpectedly, she didn't want to explain. Firstly, this misunderstanding could help her not to be disturbed by it. Secondly, she suddenly envied the woman around Jiang Zhihao.
With such a man by your side, you should feel safe, right?
At this time, Jiang Zhihao, who walked out of the box, had already answered the phone.
"Is that you?" Wang Yingjun asked immediately.
Jiang Zhihao knew what she wanted to ask, so he hummed and said, "It's me."
"I was just wondering how someone could suddenly come to the live broadcast room to buy gifts and give them a name like that, but how did you know I was here?" Wang Yingjun asked. Judging from her tone, she should be in a very good mood now.
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For Wang Yingjun, letting people see her daily life in the live broadcast room is just a daily pastime.
She had thought about becoming an artist so that she could be closer to Jiang Zhihao, but she had been rejected before.
Although she has lost her memory, her temperament is not the kind that likes to stalk.