PDLP Chapter 268 Short Video
Chapter 268 Short Video
At this time, a costumer walked over and whispered something into Lin Weiwei's ear excitedly with his mobile phone.
Lin Weiwei nodded, his eyes lit up, and he asked her to go down first, and he had an idea in an instant.
"It's at this point, you still don't want to admit that you hit me, an old man, how can you get angry with a corrupt person like you?" Seeing that she didn't say a word, the old man was anxious for a result and started to destroy the side items.
The sound of yelling and breaking was endless, and the harmonious atmosphere was broken.
"Bang" the lighting was pushed, the wire of another machine was pulled, and the center of gravity was also unstable, and it tilted forward.
The scene was chaotic, Lin Weiwei stepped forward to persuade the fight, worried about danger, he didn't notice the machine leaning behind him.
"Get out of here!" Ji Mingyou was always paying attention to her figure, his pupils shrank when he realized it, he hurriedly grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Weiwei's mind was blank, and he had no time to react. The whole person was already trapped in his arms, and the broken sound of "clang" came from his ears.
The plastic casing of the machine cracked, and tiny parts popped out and rolled to the ground.
The loud noise made the staff no longer take into account the old man's resistance, and quickly subdued it.
After confirming that there was no danger, Ji Mingyou raised his pitch-black eyes and stared sharply at the panic-stricken old man.
The place where the machine fell was beside him, and the small and sharp parts bounced off his face, leaving a bloodstain.
If he was later, Lin Weiwei might be under the pressure.
"Are you okay? It was too dangerous just now, why did you come here?" Lin Weiwei came back to his senses, and after understanding the current situation, he was afraid for a while, and then surprised at his coming.
She came out of Ji Mingyou's arms, his handsome face was covered with a sudden scar, and she couldn't help frowning, with unconscious distress in her eyes.
"It doesn't hurt, stay away from that person." Ji Mingyou stared into her clear eyes, the emptiness in his arms made him clenched his fists and drooped down.
Zhang Yumeng suppressed the schadenfreude in her eyes, made a small calculation, and planned to settle the crime: "Let's send this old man to the hospital first. As long as Lin Weiwei is responsible for the medical expenses, I think this matter can be completely resolved."
She squeezed out a few tears, like a two-faced person, trying not to offend either side.
"I think this child is sensible. Are you still planning to send me to the hospital?" The old man was pulled into a chair and agreed when he saw the situation was not good.
Lin Weiwei's stubborn temper came up, he nodded heavily, and said solemnly: "I didn't hit it, you know whether you should go to this hospital or not."
"Could it be that you can't even pay thousands of dollars for medical expenses?" Zhang Yumeng stood on the first team protecting the old and the weak, and asked angrily, patting the table.
"Seeing that you are in such a hurry, why don't you take the responsibility?" Lin Weiwei was annoyed when she saw her stepping in temporarily, and said directly.
She didn't believe that Zhang Yumeng was sincere, most likely he did it for the plump figure, the poor old man squinted and was moved.
Zhang Yumeng was angry, and on second thought, she would gain popularity with the audience if she paid such a small amount of money.
Afterwards, she asked the tabloid office to take the opportunity to blackmail Lin Weiwei, and she would surely be able to get into the position smoothly.
"Grandpa is so pitiful, I really can't stand your behavior. So what if I pay the money?" Zhang Yumeng raised a few decibels, showing an angry look in the camera.
She took out all the cash, turned the wallet upside down, and took a close-up.
"Hold these well, if you get bumped and bitten back, it won't be easy when you get old." She stuffed them all into the hands of the old man, her eyes covered with mist, and comforted her aggrievedly. .
"Thank you, someone finally took over and said something for me." The old man was taken aback for a moment, a little confused about the situation, and did not let go of his hands until he said something thankful.
Zhang Yumeng squeezed tears hard, took the opportunity to step on Lin Weiwei crazily, and began to win favor.
The staff on one side were confused and did not understand her operation.
Lin Weiwei snorted coldly, looked at her exaggerated acting skills, and commented coldly: "Pretentious."
The barrage started to divide into teams again, and Zhang Yumeng was attracted by most of them in an instant. Some people criticized: "I can't think of anything except that I have received injustice for an old man to chase here."
"I dare not admit that I have done bad things. This is what we call a beautiful hero."
Looking at the bad comments brought up, the creases between Ji Mingyou's brows deepened, and a cold light flashed across his eyes as he looked at the report on the phone.
Seeing that Lin Weiwei was not in a hurry to defend himself, he reminded her in her ear: "The monitor on the street happened to be broken, and it was only found that the old man's wife is in the intensive care unit, and he may have come to extort money."
If public opinion turns to the old man's side, the old man will be rescued, but what will Lin Weiwei become at that time?
Zhang Yumeng looked at the two of them coldly, rubbed her nose, and pretended to be crying.
After continuing, after Lin Weiwei was confirmed, she could no longer turn over, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
The old man looked at it in embarrassment, opened his mouth a few times as if he wanted to say something, and finally closed his mouth helplessly, and lowered his head.
Ji Mingyou couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to step forward, but was held back by a soft and boneless little hand.
"Let me do it, there is a way." Lin Weiwei's eyes were as bright as stars, and he curled his mouth confidently, looking at the hairstylist under his eyes, it was time to attack.
Ji Mingyou couldn't figure out what she was thinking, but he was willing to let her go and do it. Feeling his arms tighten, he said in a deep voice, "Okay."
Lin Weiwei walked to the center alone, took out his mobile phone and rummaged through it, and received another wave of criticism for his leisurely look.
"It's all like this, do you still have the mind to play with your phone?" Zhang Yumeng turned her head, thinking it was her giving up resistance, and asked in the lead.
"Of course not." Lin Weiwei had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
She found a small video, showed it to everyone, and explained calmly: "This is a video recorded by a passer-by when I came to the scene, and it only got a few hits."
"The video is called Lin Weiwei helping the old man up."
The video is only a short section. At the beginning, Lin Weiwei is riding a bicycle. He sees the old man lying on the ground and stops. After he gets up, the video ends.
This short video silenced all those who accused Lin Weiwei and washed away the wrongs they suffered.
"Everyone knows what happened after that. I had no choice but to give some money to the old man, but I have been framed up to now." Lin Weiwei sighed lightly, feeling a little frustrated in his heart. Even if the infamy was cleared, it would be hard to be happy, but he was relieved. Just breath.
The old man's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he looked aside helplessly, and after getting no results, he muttered dejectedly: "It was my fault, the little girl didn't hit me."
After finishing speaking, he seemed to be unable to face the current situation, clutching his chest, and fainted all of a sudden.
"Call the ambulance quickly, and carry the person out first." Seeing this, Lin Weiwei hurriedly commanded, but unexpectedly the old man couldn't hold on and fainted.
She stood on tiptoe worriedly to see that the situation was bad, and asked if she could stop the show.