Chapter 267

Western United States, Tennessee.

Leonard gets up slowly and turns off the TV.

As wangwen.com Wang Jian's loyal user, Wang Jian's fan of books, naturally watched the live broadcast of the trial.

Thinking of what happened just now, Leonard felt a sense of shame.

Before he knew it, he even didn't believe it at all and began to suspect that there might be plagiarism in "I'm really rich".

Fortunately, Wang's video finally appeared...

"Leonard," he patted his face with his hand. "You didn't expect that there were so many stories in this work, did you?"

Born in a slum, the goddess of childhood...

Leonard turned on his computer as he recalled.

This time, he will reread "I really have too much money" in combination with the image just now.

What does a real ex girlfriend look like?

In Leonard's mind, a beautiful girl with blonde hair and round face came into being.

And the real prototype of the two waiters, the one from a bankrupt middle-class family, turned out to be the daughter of a well-known financial fraudster.

What did another Latino illegal immigrant waiter look like?

He tried his best to recall, as if he could not remember anything except two balls of meat...

"why the protagonist, like me, is also 16 years old..." Leonard sighed.

The kind of choice of this girlfriend shopping, and worry about other girlfriends jealous trouble.

It's really...

so enviable!

He opened the twitter topic area to see the discussion.

As he expected, everyone expressed their support for Wang.

"How can it be copied? Wang was born in a slum and became a billionaire in just a few years

"That's it Someone expressed support. "I checked the author's profile of the winemaker's million gifts."

"Do you know how he died? Starved to death in the great depression

"Let him write about the life of a billionaire? It's not as good as that experience at all

Leonard nodded as he looked at the comments.

But soon, he found that the focus of our discussion was no longer on whether to plagiarize.

Instead, it turns into the real identities of the three girlfriends of the protagonist in the book.

"Caroline has reported a lot," someone posted a picture of her, "but the other two women can't find any pictures at all!"

"Just now I just looked at Wang's explanation and forgot to take photos."

"I'm so rich" is more interesting when it's combined with the photo of the female owner

Er...

although Leonard felt a little ashamed of this comment, he agreed with it very much.

At this time, someone commented: "my first girlfriend's name is Chris. She just came to the alcohol addiction society in Queens, and the other person didn't know."

"Another woman, Max, was in a restaurant in Brooklyn with Caroline."

"Are you going to Brooklyn with me?"

"Forget it, I'm in Queens." Someone immediately replied, "I'm going to see my ex first."

Fuck, why don't I live in New York?

Leonard pondered for a moment, then quickly knocked on the keyboard and said, "remember to take two pictures and scan them with a scanner!"

"The book friends are waiting!"

...

at this time, Wang Jian just watched his lawyer Matthew leave his office.

Although the plagiarism incident has basically come to a conclusion in terms of law and public perception.

However, due to procedural reasons, this lawsuit will be delayed for a long time!

"Fuck, Viacom, NBC, Woodward!" Wang Jian murmured.

According to his character, it really doesn't matter if others slander him.

But... If it affects making money, it's another matter.

However, he did not have much to do with each other.

Viacom is a big media group, but even Goldman Sachs is helpless.

Wang Jian knocked on the desk a little dispirited, "if only one day, like NBC, twitter could become the main channel for the public to obtain information..."

but what he can do now is to ask Matthew to collect Woodward's information and see if he has the chance to take some revenge.

Wang Jian turned on his computer and looked at the background of the website and twitter.

Huh?

The number of users is soaring again?

Is it because of the lawsuit?

Wang Jian shook his head and stopped thinking about it."Anyway, let's get some heat first."

"The money lost in this matter must be earned back as soon as possible."

As he murmured, there was another clatter in the office.

So, on the day of the plagiarism lawsuit, "I'm too rich" is a normal update.

...

the protagonist Carl bought a luxury car, but it was stolen by Fiona's new boyfriend.

"Ha," said the new boyfriend, laughing at Fiona, her black friend and Carl, "that new Porsche is mine."

"Why don't I take you for a ride?"

Er...

Carl looked at his elder sister and then at his new boyfriend.

Faced with this situation, he didn't know what to do for a moment...

"let's go, Carl." Fiona patted the protagonist on the shoulder and sat happily on the co pilot.

"In fact..." Carl looked at his new boyfriend, trying to get angry, "it should be that the gas meter is broken, this car is out of gas now?"

"No way, it's a Porsche." The new boyfriend said, "how could it be so easily damaged?"

I can say, I have nothing to do in my spare time. Did I tear it down and play by myself?

Maybe it was the oil accumulation in the case that finally started the car.

The new boyfriend gives Carl a provocative look, but Carl shrugs and doesn't say much.

"Ha, that's the Porsche Club." The black girl pointed to the building in front of her and cried out, "I heard that the people there are very rich and the facilities are very luxurious."

"Can we go and have a look?"

The new boyfriend looks at the security personnel in front of him and has a fierce ideological struggle.

But when he saw Fiona's expectant eyes, he finally made up his mind.

"The rate of Porsche in the slum is probably illegal, so it should not have joined the club." The new boyfriend comforted himself.

When the security personnel see the Porsche coming, they have to check their documents.

But when they saw Carl in the back seat, they immediately bowed respectfully.

"Have a good time, sir."

The new boyfriend breathed a sigh of relief and drove the Porsche to the parking lot with great composure.

Carl looked out of the window and didn't want to look at the security staff at all.

The new boyfriend is afraid to enter the lounge of the club according to his own experience.

"We're just going around and visiting here." He said to the three.

Fiona and Carl agreed, but only one of their black friends complained, "can't go and drink the fine wine here?"

"Sorry, it's a complicated procedure. I haven't officially joined yet." The new boyfriend is looking for reasons.

"All right." Boudoir helplessly nodded, "then go to the tennis court."

"My idol, but big Williams!"

"Great Williams," Carl said to himself, breathing heavily on the tennis court.

Don't you feel guilty about your genes because your motor cells are so weak?

"Well, take a break." He couldn't help saying.

"You wait here. I'll get water from the car." Said the new boyfriend.

The water, all over the shelf life, OK!

Carl looked at each other and said, "I need to go to the bathroom."

"Wait for him here."

"Well," Fiona waved her hand casually, looking lovingly at her new boyfriend's back.

"It's just a burglar. Fiona's been looking for worse." Carl talked to himself as he walked down the hall.

"Fiona, I want to go to the bathroom, too." The black girl got up and headed for Carl.

"Well? How can he get into the hall? " The girl is a little confused.

"Miss, you can't go in." Security stopped the black girl.

"Then he..." my best friend pointed to Carl.

"It doesn't matter," another security guard interjected. "They're coming together."

Huh?

The first security officer looked at Carl and then at his black best friend.

"I'm sorry, miss. I hope you have a good time."

"Fiona's boyfriend, doesn't he say he hasn't officially joined yet?" She walked forward doubtfully, "or, afraid that we would humiliate him?"

All of a sudden, she saw a young white man smiling at Carl.

"Ha, here comes our youngest Porsche owner!"

Youngest, Porsche owner, Carl?

The black girl was stunned for a moment, and stayed where she was.

"Carl, is that lady with you?"

"Which one?" The protagonist casually looks back and sees his black best friend.

"You are..." my best friend said hello to Carl, looking at the familiar people.

"Er..." Carl and his black best friend looked at each other in an awkward atmosphere."I said they recognized the wrong person, do you believe it?"