Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

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Is it difficult to resolve legally?

"It's quite troublesome."

Yang Sijie frankly stated, "The terms of the contract at the time are ambiguous now. If we were to go to court, the outcome would be uncertain. Moreover, the longer it drags on, the greater the impact on Longhe."

Ding Heng didn't answer immediately. He buried his head in the bowl, scooped out the last few noodles, took a sip of soup, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"understood."

With just three simple words and no extra emotion, he turned and walked out of the noodle shop.

Yang Sijie slowly exhaled and picked up her chopsticks again.

She usually didn't dare to speak to Ding Heng easily.

In the past two years, relying on the profits from Longhe's solo ventures and the continuous injection of funds from "Hengbai", her entertainment company has expanded rapidly and its market share has steadily increased.

But what follows is the influx of people who want a piece of the pie.

The intricate web of relationships, resource exchanges, and vested interests within this circle is like a dense spider web, growing ever larger.

She can handle most people on her own, and for the few difficult ones, a phone call to Lin Man can solve the problem.

She would only speak to Ding Heng when the remaining issues were truly difficult to handle.

Yang Sijie sometimes wonders how this rascal who led her daughter astray got to where he is today.

I just can't figure it out.

But then I thought about it again... and it's alright.

At least for Longhe, Ding Heng is undoubtedly the most reliable backer!

Ding Heng returned to the hotel at seven o'clock the next morning.

He had a rosy complexion, was full of energy, and walked with a brisk pace.

Long He got up early and was exercising on the treadmill. When he saw Ding Heng push the door open and come in, he looked away expressionlessly.

Judging from his appearance, he probably had another fierce battle with Hua Qing last night!

Longhe stopped the treadmill and went into the bathroom: "Get ready, we're going to film right away."

"Yes, Sister Long."

Ding Heng responded cheerfully and took the initiative to do the work of an assistant, finding it quite enjoyable.

The filming location was a temporary outdoor studio of CCTV.

Longhe participated in a cultural variety show today, with the theme of "Youth Summer".

The program invited five celebrities, along with ordinary guests, following the standard mainstream variety show format.

Ding Heng, as the assistant, found a corner, took out his camera, and prepared to take some behind-the-scenes photos as material for the WB super topic's promotion.

He raised his camera, and in the lens, Long He was chatting with a senior female actress. His smile was generous and appropriate, and his body language was relaxed yet measured.

Ding Heng pressed the shutter button, just about to change the angle, when he suddenly heard shouts from behind him.

"Brother-in-law?"

"Wen Shu?"

Ding Heng put down his camera in surprise: "Why are you still here? Didn't you go on vacation during summer vacation?"

"I don't have a plane ticket until next week."

Wen Shu stepped forward to explain, "I'm volunteering at school this week... It's a variety show on CCTV, and the school organizes some students to help out."

Ding Heng glanced at the Peking University logo on her chest: "You can get credits?"

Wen Shu chuckled, offering no further explanation.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing here?"

"Keep her company."

Ding Heng pursed his lips toward the center of the stage.

"Longhe?!"

Wen Shu's pupils dilated: "Brother-in-law, what's your relationship with her?"

"We're brothers for now,"

Ding Heng joked, "I'm working for her."

"You work for someone else?"

Wen Shu clearly didn't believe it.

Although she didn't know exactly how much her brother-in-law was worth, she was certain that he was definitely not someone a celebrity like Long He could easily embezzle.

"It could also be that she works for me."

"Huh?"

Wen Shu tried hard to understand the meaning of Ding Heng's words.

Seeing that she couldn't get to the point, Ding Heng simply and directly explained his relationship with Longhe, from their childhood friendship to his current investment in Longhe Company.

Wen Shu suddenly realized: "So that's why she..."

Ding Heng chimed in, "Sooner or later she'll be my woman, just like your sister."

"hiss……!"

Wen Shu gasped, her brain's language system temporarily shutting down.

Ultimately, she chose to run away.

"Brother-in-law, I have work to do, I have to go now."

"Go."

Ding Heng waved his hand and raised the camera again, aiming it at Long He.

Wen Shu turned around and took a few steps, then couldn't help but look back at Ding Heng's back.

Several months later, familiar emotions welled up in my heart again.

In the past, she would probably have despised Ding Heng's behavior.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, how can one be entangled with so many members of the opposite sex at the same time? And to talk about it so openly and without any remorse!

But now, she is trying to convince herself that everything that exists is reasonable.

Ding Heng's ability to treat everyone fairly is far superior to those men who appear virtuous on the surface but secretly engage in petty theft.

Although her relationship with him was ambiguous, at least her second sister wasn't mistreated.

The second sister wasn't upset, but the third sister felt inexplicably a little wronged.

Before Wen Shu could sort out her chaotic emotions, she heard footsteps beside her.

"Wen Shu!"

They are the teachers leading the group from the school.

What are you doing here? I've been looking for you for ages.

"teacher?"

Wen Shu quickly composed herself: "I just need some fresh air, what's wrong?"

The teacher suggested, "The director said there's a shortage of people for an interactive segment. The student who was originally scheduled to be there suddenly felt unwell. Why don't you fill in?"

"Huh? Why me?"

"Because you're good-looking and photogenic!"

The teacher was straightforward: "Go to the dressing room and change your clothes. Someone from the production team will go over the procedures with you."

Wen Shu wanted to discuss it further, but the teacher had already left in a hurry.

She sighed helplessly and resignedly walked towards the dressing room.

Recording resumes, the host announced.

"All of you guests usually pride yourselves on being smart! Today, the program team has invited several top students from Peking University to be your opponents, so let's see just how smart you really are."

The guests joined in the teasing.

Some feigned dissatisfaction, while others were eager to get started. Long He even joked about his junior high school education, which made the whole audience burst into laughter.

Amidst cheerful background music, Wen Shu and three other Peking University students walked onto the stage and stood in their designated positions.

The rules of the game are not complicated.

Two letters will be displayed on the screen, such as "JS", and the guest needs to say the corresponding word within ten seconds.

It can be "soldiers", "zombies", or any other word that matches the first letter of the pinyin. Repeating or exceeding the time limit results in a loss.

As the rounds went by, the atmosphere on stage grew increasingly lively.

The person sitting opposite Wen Shu was Long He, whose name was "KX".

"fantasy."

"happy."

"diffusion."

"Suffering in the summer".

……

After five or six words, Longhe's vocabulary became clearly insufficient, and his speaking speed began to slow down.

Wen Shu, however, remained composed, with at least seven or eight alternative words in her mind, enough to keep going.

Just as she was about to deliver the fatal blow to Long He, her gaze inadvertently swept across the audience.

Ding Heng pointed his camera lens at Long He, his expression one of intense focus.

Wen Shu had seen that feeling countless times with Ding Heng.