Chapter 511: Little Nephew Bo I'm Quite Daring

There were security guards on site, but those standing at the door were taken aback.

By the time they recovered and immediately moved to intervene, a group of men in suits had politely stopped them.

Nan Jiaojiao turned around, surprise flickered in her eyes before it quickly settled, and she slightly, helplessly tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She really had summoned him.

“Who are you, and by what right do you claim my work is plagiarized!”

Chen Man’s grip on the microphone weakened, her voice tightened, and the flustered sound scattered to every corner.

She was startled for a moment, as if she’d just realized she was still clutching the microphone, unable to throw it away, she stood there awkwardly.

“Who am I?”

The old man smiled, “Didn’t you submit your work to the architectural competition?

Since every piece won an award, how could you not know who I am?”

Chen Man was dumbfounded.

She had words on the tip of her tongue, but when she tried to speak, no sound came out; her mind suddenly blank.

In desperation, she looked to her agent below the stage.

Her agent was also panicking, trying to make contact with Shen Shichu.

This wasn’t supposed to happen; it was Shen Shichu who said it was his design, that he couldn’t come forward himself, and so he asked her for help.

She didn’t understand, she had secretly consulted several professionals, and it was indeed the original manuscript.

If it was the original manuscript, there was no way it could have been leaked.

With this thought, she mustered some confidence from nowhere, “I don’t know you, besides, why should I know you?

This is a live broadcast, you are defaming me in front of tens of millions of people, I will sue you!”

Elder Lu lifted his eyebrows.

Sue?

In all his life, no one had ever sued him.

Elder Lu cast a deep look at Chen Man, turned on his heels, and walked to a corner, stopping in front of someone.

The people behind craned their necks to see.

Bo Yanching, Yaen Chi, Huo Linxi, and a few places away sat Lu Zhenzhen.

So, was this imposing elder invited by them?

“What are you still hiding here for?

They are trampling all over you, and I haven’t seen you for years; your temper has mellowed out.”

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t angered or ashamed by Elder Lu’s words.

She had already stood up when Elder Lu walked over, and said helplessly, “Grandpa Lu, making such a scene, aren’t you afraid of making it too big?”

“What’s the harm in causing a scene?

I have a bad temper.

Whoever annoys me, I can throw a tantrum.

I have a heart condition, who dares to touch me?” Elder Lu snorted coldly, tilting his chin as if he found himself particularly justified.

Nan Jiaojiao barely restrained herself from facepalming.

She really couldn’t understand what this old man had to be so proud of.

When she made that phone call in the afternoon, her only purpose was to have Chen Man’s work, oh no, the work stolen from her, disqualified from the competition.

Besides, what use was it to deal with Chen Man?

Shen Shichu was the one who needed to be dealt with.

Who could have expected Elder Lu to come in person.

Bo Yanching also stood up, offering his respects with the demeanor of a junior, “Elder Lu, you must be weary from the journey.

If you don’t mind, I will host a banquet in your honor later, as a way to welcome you.”

Elder Lu’s mustache twitched, and he seemed to enjoy the address “Little Nephew Bo.”

His gaze shifted between Bo Yanching and Nan Jiaojiao, the corners of his eyes crinkling with a smile that seemed tinged with schadenfreude, “I know you, Bo Yanching, Little Nephew Bo, you’re quite bold, aren’t you?

Do you know whose granddaughter she is?

Yet you dare to meddle.”

Bo Yanching replied with a placid smile, “Quite bold indeed, I plan to visit her grandfather over the New Year.”

“Oh?” Elder Lu expressed surprise.