Chapter 1909 Her Sponsor Is Here

Mo Nanchong looked at Shuang Manman with interest, "Really, if you can't stand it, then you shouldn't participate in the variety show? I understand."

Shuang Manman was stunned for a moment and glanced at Mo Nanchong, wondering what she meant by "I understand."

"Now that you understand, let us go!" Shuang Manman said angrily, "Mo Nanchong, my backer is coming soon. If you don't let us go, you won't have time to regret it."

"Aren't I waiting for your sponsor? Where is your sponsor? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"

"It's not good for you to waste time like this. Do you want to make a call and ask?"

Just when Shuang Manman was about to scold, the sound of a helicopter suddenly came from outside. Shuang Manman's eyes shone, "Here he comes, he is here, it must be him!"

Mo Nanchong glanced in the direction of the door with a calm face, then glanced at Shuang Manman, "Are you sure it's your backer who's here?"

"Nonsense, of course he is my supporter. Could it be possible that he can also be your supporter?"

Shuangman had a funny expression on her face. She thought that Mo Nanchong had brought so many thugs to her limit. How could she have other backers.

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

A shadow came in from outside. Because of the backlight, no one could see who it was for a moment.

After quite a while, when Shuang Manman was about to shout excitedly, she suddenly became petrified.

The person who came was naturally not her sponsor, but someone else.

"Song Junlin?" Shuang's eyes widened, looking at Song Junlin in great surprise.

How did he come to this place?

How could Song Junlin appear? How could he appear in this place?

Although they all know that Lin Jue is an artist under Song Junlin, there are so many artists under Song Junlin, including many of the world's top artists. Song Junlin won't even care about a humble Lin Jue even if he dies, right?

But, how could he appear, how could he appear in this place?

Everyone was shocked.

Song Junlin walked in expressionlessly. He glanced at Lin Jue in the wheelchair and frowned.

"Ah Jue, how are you?"

"Such a big thing happened, why didn't anyone tell me?"

While speaking, he glanced at the assistant, then glanced at Mo Nanchong, and nodded at Mo Nanchong.

Mo Nanchong was still sitting in the chair and had no intention of getting out of the way. He just nodded to Song Junlin. Looking at this aura, Mo Nanchong seemed to be more powerful than Song Junlin.

The key is that Song Junlin really had a good attitude toward Mo Nanchong, and he didn't say anything.

Song Junlin looked down at Shuang Manman and others. He was wearing a black suit. He had a tall and straight posture and a strong aura. Even without speaking, he gave people a powerful and depressing feeling.

Shuang Manman couldn't stand it any longer. She felt that her throat was extremely dry.

"The person who bullied me?" Song Junlin looked at Shuang Manman and asked the director.

"Mr. Song, we didn't bully her." Shuang Manman coughed and said, "You should know this situation after being immersed in the entertainment industry for many years. Variety shows always have some variety show effects, but they are just some variety show effects. That’s all. What’s more, she doesn’t have anything to do, right?”

"It's okay for her to call you that?" Song Junlin turned around and glanced at Lin Jue, "She's already in a wheelchair, so it's okay to call her that?"

"Isn't there no death?" Shuang Manman rolled her eyes, "Aren't you sometimes injured when filming?"

"Heh." Song Junlin chuckled, "Then why wasn't you the one who got hurt? Then you're going to get hurt today, right?"

"Mr. Song, it's not good for you to be like this. What do you mean I'm here to get hurt today? I'm not yours, and I won't film a variety show with you. It's not up to you whether you get hurt or not."

"No, you all have to film a variety show with me today. I have brought the team." Song Junlin said with a smile, "Let's do a live broadcast on the entire network."

"I won't cooperate with you in filming. You are a joke. I don't have a contract with you. Why should I film a variety show with you and broadcast it live?" Shuang Manman sneered.

Song Junlin glanced at Shuang Manman, then looked back at his assistant.

The assistant came over with a contract and started pressing fingerprints one by one.

No one could see clearly what the contract was, and their fingerprints were forcibly pressed.

A group of people were shocked.

Who would have thought that they were forced to sign a contract.

"Oh, you haven't read this contract, right? You don't need to know anything else. The only thing you need to know is that the liquidated damages are tens of billions." Song Junlin reminded kindly.

Shuang Manman's eyes widened, "You are robbing money!"

"Well, I'm stealing money. You know, my legal team is very powerful. If you break the contract and are unwilling to film, then I can sue you!"

"Is there any more royal method?" Shuang Manman was furious.

The director next to him was actually very angry. He was almost going crazy, but he had no choice. After all, he was tied up.

Song Junlin, on the other hand, always smiled and seemed very gentle, but everyone present knew that the most terrifying person here was actually Song Junlin.

At this time, there was another very violent noise outside, and it seemed that a helicopter had arrived.

Frost's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You're done. This time it must be my backer!" Shuang Manman was a little excited.

Her backers are very powerful. Whether they are at home or abroad, they are not some idle forces, nor are they people from the entertainment industry.

But people in these circles will be afraid of him.

"Who kidnapped my people?" came a cold voice, which sounded a little awkward.

Mo Nanchong: "..."

Why is he this second-rate guy again?

With a gust of wind, a foreign man rushed in. He was quite handsome, but he looked a little reckless.

"Manman!" The man spoke to Shuangmanman in front of him in substandard Chinese.

Just when the man was about to untie Shuang Manman's rope, Mo Nanchong flicked a stone over and hit the man directly on the back of the head.

The man covered the back of his head in pain, then turned back sharply, "Who hit me?"

"Your aunt, I am." Mo Nanchong was still sitting in the chair and glanced at Shuang Manman calmly, "Is this the fool you are talking about as your backer?"

Shuang Manman's eyes widened, "How dare you call Dexter a fool? You are dead! Do you know who he is?"

"I know better than you, you stupid guy." Mo Nanchong raised an eyebrow and glanced at Dexter.

Dexter: "..."

Frost Manman: "Dexter, she scolded you!"

"Shut up!" Dexter glanced at Shuang Manman fiercely, then looked at Mo Nanchong with a flattering look on his face, "Auntie, why are you here?"