She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 312: Imitation of Li Wu's Signature
Xia Beiqing nodded: "Yes, do you want one? I'll help you get one."

"No." Yun Ci refused.

After school, Yun Ci received a call from Jiang Lei.

She said two words concisely.

"Don't sign."

Then hung up the phone.

In the Jiang Media office, Jiang Youchu was lying on the sofa crying and making a scene: "I don't care, I don't care, Dad, you must help me get it. I have already promised those people, and then tell them that I didn't get it, isn't that too embarrassing!"

Jiang Lei rubbed his temples, his headache was severe: "My dear, you heard the conversation just now. She didn't sign, and you know that Li Wu rarely signs."

Jiang Youchu snorted coldly, revealing a look of contempt: "I really don't know why she is so arrogant. Besides, you are her boss, Dad. Why are you so afraid of her? You should use some tricks to suppress her."

He had gone to great lengths to get Li Wu to come to Jiang's family, so shouldn't he treat her like an ancestor?
You know, even if she doesn't do anything, the sales of just one song can bring a lot of profits to the company.

"If I can't get an autograph and this gets out, I'll be laughed at by the entire internet!" Jiang Youchu pouted and acted pitiful: "Dad, can you bear to see me like this?"

Jiang Lei sighed, picked up his phone and flipped through something, then pressed the landline button: "Xiao Cai, come in."

Soon, the office door was pushed open and assistant Xiao Cai walked in: "Chairman, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Cai, you are very good at imitating other people's handwriting. Come here and imitate this signature." Jiang Lei put his mobile phone on the table and took out some paper and pen.

Jiang Youchu left the sofa and ran to Jiang You. He saw a photo in his mobile phone, and the photo turned out to be Li Wu's signature.

Basically, artists' signatures are arranged and designed by the company.

But Li Wu is an exception. Her signature is designed by herself. It is very unique and like her, unrestrained and mysterious. It is a bit difficult to imitate. Jiang Lei pointed to his phone and said, "This is the only signature Li Wu has ever signed during the charity night. It is too precious, so I took a picture of it."

Xiao Cai held the pen, but nothing he could imitate was right at first. After practicing for ten minutes, he gradually got it right.

Jiang Lei compared the paper with the photo and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, at least 80% like, Youchu, take a look."

Jiang Youchu took it, a little worried: "Will this work?"

"Your former classmates haven't seen the real thing yet, so you can still fool them." Jiang Lei said to Xiao Cai, "Sign a few more."

"Yes."

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In the evening, the sky was filled with red clouds.

In the living room, Shen Zhiyu sat on the sofa with his sleeves half rolled up, revealing his fair arms.

He Jiayi, who was standing opposite him, took out a syringe, gently pierced Shen Zhiyu's skin, and drew out a small tube of blood.

He Jiayi held up the glass tube and shook it gently twice. Under the setting sun, the blood inside jumped vividly and hit the wall of the tube.

He smiled and sighed: "Tsk, precious blood, I feel like I have to be careful every time I touch it."

Shen Zhiyu smiled and said nothing.

"By the way, are you and your sister still not well?" He Jiayi suddenly said, "Last time your sister had a fever, I went to the Xia family to treat her, and she also asked about your condition."

(End of this chapter)