Chapter 270

Duanmu Zhengyun doesn't believe it. Can Xia Li really have so much money to burn? She admitted that the film and television plays written by Xia Li were all popular, but how much money can a screenwriter make? Even if the price of Xia Li's script is more expensive, can it be so expensive that after 50 million microblog lottery, there is still money to buy a hotel? Duanmu Zhengyun sneered in her heart. Xia Li was so forced that she just gave her a chance to expose Xia Li's true face! Duanmu Zhengyun secretly opened the brooch camera clamped at the collar, connected the mobile phone and opened the microblog live broadcast. The title of the live broadcast is simple and crude: "expose the true face of screenwriter Xiao Li pretending to be Bai Fumei! Come quickly! " Duanmu Zhengyun's number "cloud on the lawn" has increased countless fans because he scolded Xia Li these days and set up "attention can comment". As soon as the live broadcast was launched, tens of thousands of melon eating viewers poured into the live broadcast room. Xia Li knows nothing about it. After Duanmu Zhengyun opened the live broadcast, he pointed his collar at Xia Li and deliberately said, "you just said you were going to buy my uncle's hotel? Are you sure you're not kidding? On the Internet, you can pretend to be Bai Fumei. There's no need to set up such a fake person in front of my old classmate. It's more fake than dentures? " Xia Li is too lazy to answer Duanmu Zhengyun. Since Duanmu Zhengyun doesn't believe it, prove it to her. Xia Li directly touched her mobile phone and called up a phone number to broadcast. Duanmu Zhengyun thought Xia Li went to see the microblog and was shocked. However, the next second, she heard Xia Li speak faintly: "Hello, uncle Wan, help me check the new town hotel on Dinghu road. In a minute, I want all the information of this hotel." Duanmu Zhengyun almost laughed when he heard this“ Xia Li... I find you are really vain. Vanity is funny! " Xia Li didn't promise her. She just waited quietly for Zhao Wan, the senior manager of Xia's family, to check the information of Xincheng hotel for her. At this time, the netizens in the live broadcast room were also amused by Xia Li's words -- [what's the ghost of screenwriter Xiao Li? Does she think she's taking the overbearing president's script?]【 One minute, I want to see how the screenwriter Xiao Li hits himself in the face.]【 Sister Li is worthy of being Sister Li. There are new slots every day.]【 How can she tell such a lie? Doesn't she have a brain? I'm really confused by her operation!]【 Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha In the lobby of the hotel, Xia Li waited for more than half an hour, ignoring Duanmu Zhengyun's sarcasm. Finally, Zhao rang in his cell phone at night. Xia Li listened to Zhao Wan's words on the phone, her lips pursed slightly, and her eyes looked meaningfully at Duanmu Zhengyun. Duanmu Zhengyun finally reacted when she saw Xia Li. She raised her wrist and looked at the time. She snorted and said with a smile, "it's time for a minute. Has Li always considered enough? Ha...... "Xia Li put her mobile phone on her ear and read out a name:" Cao Lixing. " Duanmu Zhengyun was stunned and asked subconsciously, "how do you know my uncle's name?" Xia Li continued: "Cao Lixing, the legal person of Xincheng Hotel, owns three hotels on Dinghu Road, of which Xincheng hotel is the largest of the three hotels..." Xia Li repeated here, looked up at the hotel lobby and shook her head slightly: "is this the largest? Your uncle's small workshop is really a little small. "