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Long Youwei only looked at her sarcastically. "Wenbo is not capable enough and can't do other jobs. If he were to be a security guard, he would be so thin and weak. He's not suitable."

Wang Zhaofeng tried to persuade Long Youwei again, but Long Youwei still didn't give in.

Wang Zhaofeng's embarrassment turned into anger and she stopped acting. "Now that you're up, you're looking down on us poor relatives again, right? Long Youwei, I'd like to see how long you can be in the limelight. Don't let it be that you're going to plagiarize again soon."

After that, Wang Zhaofeng slammed the door and left.

The corners of Long Youwei's lips curled up into a smile. Did he think that he would still be as stupid as before? He would never believe those ridiculous friends again.

Long Youwei's scandal had been clarified. Many artistes and directors who had distanced themselves from him after his accident called him one after another.