When he knocked on the door, I, Xiao Tao, and Xiao Ci were eating hot pot.
He suddenly looked like he was a few years older, the corners of his eyebrows were hanging down, and his eyes were bloodshot. Seeing us, his teeth moved, as if he was about to pounce and bite: "You...you...and you, you designed me!"
Fu Xiaoci hid behind Xiao Tao subconsciously, I propped up the door and smiled: "If you are allowed to design Xiaoci, we won't be allowed to fight a tooth for a tooth?"
"You guys are jealous of my talent! Jealous of my status!" Qi Tang was a bit stunned, showing his teeth and claws, "Not only did I lose the championship, but it also caused me to carry debts! Take the money, you should pay it back. !"
I really felt a little disgusted by him, and frowned: "We? It would be kind of us not to sue you for plagiarism. If you have the time to mess around here, you should find a way to raise money."
"Sue me? You can't sue me! Do you have any evidence? He, just like him, can't even squeak in court!"
"Your fucking mouth is full of farts!" Xiao Tao finally couldn't listen anymore, and spit in Qi Tang's face, "I don't want to see you again if I don't tell you, and also, do you really think your computer No one can pull those encrypted things out for you, right? Huh?"
When Qi Tang heard the words, her face changed greatly, and she took two steps back, hesitating. Then he suddenly raised his head again, his eyes became fierce, and he stared at me: "It must be you, Lin Xian, I will strangle you!"
He hurried up and stretched out his two hands at me like a ghost. My heart tightened and I stepped back. Xiao Tao's fist was about to meet him, but he heard a thud, and something hit him. The back of Qi Tang's head was hit, causing him to squat down with his head in his arms.
I looked down and saw that it was a lighter, the material was extremely hard, and it made that kind of sound.
Then there was the sound of high-definition leather shoes stepping on the tiles, and finally Qin Lang came out.
As soon as Qi Tang saw Qin Lang, it was like a mouse seeing a mouse. After all, the serious creditor was standing in front of him, so he was right, but when he saw Qin Lang pulling me to his side and glaring at him, he suddenly realized: "You... are also a group?"
Qin Lang was expressionless: "You know it's too late now. I'll give you two choices, or you continue to make trouble, I'll make you lose money and lose your head in this life, or... "
Qi Tang swallowed, "Or what?"
"Either you go back, write an apology letter, and post it in the most obvious place for me. Then count the people you have copied over the years, and apologize one by one. If they scold you, you will suffer and beat you. You endure it, if you want compensation, you will pay. The most important thing is Fu Xiaoci's book. If you write half a sentence like him in the future, then your life will definitely be more wonderful than you are now. many."
The more Qi Tang listened, the more stubborn his neck became: "I don't..."
Qin Lang obviously didn't bother to look at him: "Then think for yourself, is it worth an apology or a million dollars."
"One, one million? How could it be one million?"
"Don't you read the contract details? For breach of contract, the compensation is four times as much."
Qi Tang was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.
Then, his chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and blue veins burst out on his neck. He grabbed his chest with one hand, seemed to have a hard time breathing, and stared at him, and then he fell to the ground stiffly, with the other hand still feeling in his pocket.
"Hey, what are you pretending to be dead?!" Xiao Tao frowned at him.
But I felt something was wrong, and took a closer look: "It seems... it's not pretending."
Qin Lang squatted down, flipped him over, and grabbed a medicine bottle from his pocket. After taking a look, he opened the bottle cap and stuffed him with a few. Then he instructed the assistant next to him, "Call an ambulance." He paused. He added, "Forget it, you should send it over to save reporters from chasing it here."
The assistant nodded, then carried the fainted Qi Tang downstairs.
I asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Lang replied, "Asthma."
Qi Tang's admission to the hospital is another lively event, but this time the rumors on the Internet have no good morals.
"Deserved of death, this kind of person should go to the morgue. Like me in the upper right corner of the agreement."
"This is retribution, does the immortal who copied the book still keep it for the New Year?"
"23333, that's really good news, it made my whole body happy."
He finally apologized, of course he was not reconciled, but he couldn't come up with one million. There was another round of hot scolding on the Internet, but this matter was finally over.
When I went to see Fu Xiaoci with Xiaomu in my arms, he was obviously a lot happier. I asked him, "What's the next step? Now that we're back, there are still a lot of publishers interested in your book."
Fu Xiaoci shook his head: "I don't plan to publish it, and I don't plan to use him to compete again."
"why?"
"I think this is my story, it should be clean and pure, and the people who read it also read it with the heart of pure reading, but now there is a lot of uproar, I always feel that the book is dirty by Qi Tang , the people watching it will also become just to watch the fun, which is boring."
I sighed slightly: "What a pity, you wrote it for so long."
But Fu Xiaoci smiled: "It's not a pity, books can be stolen, but talents can't be stolen. In fact, the hardest thing for me before was not to have books copied. First, I was betrayed by my friends and I was sad, and second, it was him. It makes me sad to change my story arbitrarily. But after this incident, I understand a little bit. If a friend betrays me, some friends will help me selflessly. As for the previous book, I think it is too depressing now. Ben, I'll write some lively stories."
"Okay, you make up your mind."
Fu Xiaoci tilted her head: "Tell me about yourself. When will you tell Qin Lang again... Don't tell me!"
I quickly stopped him: "It's nothing, he... he... he's full!"
This time, Qin Lang owed Qin Lang a huge favor, and he was so complacent that he seemed to be a little thick-skinned. When he called over the phone, he spoke very confidently: "In the afternoon, accompany me to buy clothes." LC