The Strongest Skill System

Xiao Hao was stunned for a moment and felt extremely wronged. He clearly saw how engrossed he was in Mr. Liu just now, and how the billboard fell down and hit him, but he actually said he did it himself.    

    

Now, the most promising investment was gone.    

    

However, he suddenly thought of what Ye Mo had just said to him:    

    

"You have the Bloody Night's Night."    

    

"They'll be hit by the billboard!"    

    

Xiao Hao was enraged: "F * ck, so it was Ye Mo who did this."    

    

Ye Zichen looked around and saw Ye Mo walking out from the toilet.    

    

Angry, Xiao Hao did not think Ye Mo had an alibi. He just thought that since he said that, he would be the one to do it.    

    

Therefore, he rushed forward, "Ye Mo, what did you do?"    

    

Of course, this was a place that couldn't be rough. Immediately, two directors came over to stop Xiao Hao.    

    

Under Xiao Hao's scolding, Ye Mo finally understood why Xiao Hao suddenly got angry at him. It turned out that he really was hit by the billboard.    

    

"If I'm not wrong, it was you who walked over and got smashed, wasn't it?"    

    

Everyone had seen this just now.    

    

Furthermore, there was already a cordon of security outside the billboard, so Xiao Hao had to walk over.    

    

Thus, on this point, no one would cause trouble for Xiao Hao.    

    

"I... "So what? Isn't that because you cursed me?"    

    

Xiao Hao still wanted to push this incident onto Ye Mo's head.    

    

Ye Mo shook his head. "Why should I curse you?"    

    

"Ugh …"    

    

Xiao Hao was stumped by Ye Mo's question. If Ye Mo cursed at him because he mocked him, then he would be in the wrong as well, and he wouldn't be in the right in public opinion.    

    

Of course, he couldn't accept this sort of thing. "..." In any case, you're trying to harm me. "    

    

"Bring out convincing evidence, or I can sue you for falsehood."    

    

The others saw that Xiao Hao was not in the right mind, but they also disliked Ye Mo due to Ye Mo's swelling, so they said to Xiao Hao, "Forget it, it's no big deal. The reporters are all here!"    

    

"Yeah, don't take it as Ye Mo doing."    

    

Since they had already set up the steps, Xiao Hao wasn't so unreasonable as to follow them down.    

    

Ye Mo originally did not want to care about it anymore, but under the system's request, Ye Mo continued: "I saw that you were in a dark situation, so I warned you out of good intentions. Be careful not to slip and fall down!"    

    

"Damn Ye Mo, when did you transform into Ye Half Immortal?"    

    

"Do you want to use this mysterious thing to beat your eyeballs?" "It's quite fresh."    

    

"Young people these days really have a lot of ideas. It's just a little impractical. "    

    

Everyone mocked Ye Mo's words, "it makes one black in the hall."    

    

The current little piece of fresh meat is easy to dry up. Even with it being so red, you still want to create an unexpected topic, have slandered the female star, and now you actually think of a way to show your looks. In Entertainment Circle, Ye Mo is considered the first.    

    

However, everyone was extremely disdainful of his eye-catching methods.    

    

"I've already reminded you. Are you paying attention to what you are now?"    

    

Ye Mo shook his head and said as he left.    

    

Of course, other people wouldn't take Ye Mo's words seriously, but Xiao Hao was smart. Although the wound on his leg had been treated and stopped bleeding, the pain kept reminding him that he had to be careful next time.    

    

"Does Ye Mo really have some skill?"    

    

Xiao Hao was puzzled, thinking that Ye Mo had been doing well recently, as if there was an immortal helping him.    

    

Could it be that this little brat had the ability to predict the future and had gotten rid of all the bad things in advance?    

    

Shaking his head, Xiao Hao shook off these unrealistic thoughts. This kind of thing would only happen in movies. Reality was impossible.    

    

However, today was indeed quite unlucky. Not only had his leg been cut, but even the most likely investor had turned yellow.    

    

He had to get to know other investors.    

    

But until that moment, Xiao Hao's investment in his next movie failed to come to fruition.    

    

Xiao Hao returned disappointed once again.    

    

Xiao Hao refused to leave even after the show ended. He still wanted to find out from others where the investment company was willing to invest in his new movie.    

    

However, the others had already called over a few of them, all of which he had already found himself.    

    

"Damn, hasn't the media already said it clearly?    

    

The main reason why Laozi's movies went on a rampage wasn't because of me, but why aren't they willing to vote for Laozi? "    

    

Xiao Hao began to feel indignant, "Fuck, do you want me to do an independent movie myself?"    

    

Independent movies, if done well, have a small investment and a large return, like Ye Mo's virgin doing "Living Burial" is an independent movie.    

    

However, most of them didn't dare take the risk because the current movie market in China wasn't suitable for nurturing independent movies.    

    

Unless it's a microfilm that's online, like Old Boys.    

    

But who could guarantee that they wouldn't pounce?    

    

If he threw himself onto the street again, he might end up carrying cameras for the crew.    

    

Xiao Hao was depressed.    

    

While walking outside, he checked his phone to see if there were any other movies related to the movie. That way, it would be easier to find investors, as it was targeted.    

    

Unknowingly, he had arrived at the men's restroom.    

    

Today was a light item, he had drunk countless amount of scents, and he had held back his urge to piss for a long time.    

    

After a thousand miles, Xiao Hao walked over and prepared to wash his hands.    

    

In the end, his foot stepped on someone's hand wash and his foot slipped.    

    

"Plop!"    

    

It was a heavy fall.    

    

Furthermore, Xiao Hao fell backwards and hit the back of his head on the ground. For a moment, Xiao Hao lost consciousness.    

    

About two to three minutes later, no one noticed Xiao Hao's surprise and he gradually woke up.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

Xiao Hao cursed and reached for the back of his shirt. There was no blood, but it was swollen.    

    

"Damn, it hurts!"    

    

Although he had woken up, it would still take him another one or two minutes to wake up completely. Xiao Hao just lied on the ground like this until the cleaning staff came in and helped him up.    

    

"I'm fine, go back to work! "Today is really unlucky."    

    

Xiao Hao looked at himself in the mirror and felt the urge to puke.    

    

Suddenly, he thought of Ye Mo's words once again.    

    

"Does he really know how to do this?"    

    

Thinking about this, Xiao Hao quickly walked out. Although the crowd had already dispersed, he quickly found Ye Mo.    

    

"Ye Mo, what did you do to me?" Standing in front of Ye Mo, Xiao Hao asked in a questioning tone.