Chapter 380 More and More People Are Scamming for Money
Everyone was disheartened.
A shadow shrouded the entire mountaintop, and Xia Weibao’s death felt like a heavy mountain, making it hard for them to breathe.
The time they had spent together had filled them with immense admiration for that seemingly omnipotent woman.
They simply couldn’t believe she was dead.
The heavy atmosphere persisted until someone found a piece of the airplane’s cabin door at the foot of the mountain.
Yes, the door of an airplane, thrown intact at the mountain’s base.
When they saw this door, everyone’s eyes twitched.
What followed was a frenzy of joy.
If the cabin door had fallen, could it mean that Xia Weibao might have escaped alive?
The crowd cheered and then expanded their search.
Just then, from behind the large rock next to them, came a subdued female voice.
"Boss, I’m not joking with you, I really crashed someone else’s plane, can you settle my payment for the film first?"
"I don’t have the money to compensate, I don’t even dare to go out, can you pay me for the film first?"
"What car crash, it’s a plane crash, you know, the kind that flies."
"I didn’t kill anyone, I crashed into a mountain."
"How did I escape? I kicked the plane’s door off with a kick and then jumped out and ran, otherwise I would have been long dead."
"I’m not sick, why see a psychiatrist, hey, hey, hey!!!"
Beep beep beep...
"Damn it! Leng Yan, you stingy ghost!"
In the office of the CEO of Hongtu Media, Leng Yan hung up the phone irritably.
Xu Jiayang, sitting opposite him, lifted his head, "Whose call was that?"
"Who else could it be but your Eastern Pearl, Xu Jiayang; tell me, do you think Xia Weibao still has a mental illness?"
"Do you know what she just told me? She said she crashed a plane, a plane!
She said a car accident that killed her and asking me for money to buy her coffin makes more sense than saying she crashed a plane into a mountain.
These days scammers don’t even bother using their brains; thinking of scamming my money, no way!"
Xu Jiayang, "..."
Plane crash?
"Where did she get a plane from?"
Could it be that the wealthy backer behind her bought it for her?
That’s really rich.
Leng Yan smirked without mirth, "Lying, of course, trying to scam my money."
Xu Jiayang, "..."
In fact, the payment for the film was rightfully hers; it was you who have been withholding it all this time.
It’s not exactly scamming.
At most it’s debt collecting.
"Let me tell you, ’Allure’ will wrap up in a few days; get to post-production quickly so it can be released sooner. I’m so broke I can’t even afford instant noodles," Leng Yan said as he looked at the steamed bun beside him, disheartened.
"It’s all that woman Xia Weibao’s fault... Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"
After sneezing thrice, Leng Yan slammed his hand onto the desk, "Surely that woman must be cursing me after failing to scam me!"
He had actually guessed right, Xia Weibao, having failed to get her payment, was so furious she cursed Leng Yan’s ancestors for eighteen generations.
Then she looked at her cell phone, conflicted over whether to call Lu Hualiang for a loan or not.
An aircraft is very expensive after all, she couldn’t possibly afford the damages even if she sold herself, right?
At that moment, a voice suddenly came from behind her. She turned her head and nearly slammed it into a rock in fright!
Behind her stood a large group of people, appearing out of nowhere.
All of them were looking at her with twisted gazes.
Their expressions were beyond words.
Xia Weibao jumped up, "What are you guys doing here!"
The crowd, "..."
Shouldn’t we be the ones asking you that?
Fang Lilin strode forward, grabbing her and looking her over anxiously, "Are you injured?"
"Nope."
How could she be injured? But the plane definitely took a beating.