Chapter 2345
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"You may not believe it, but it's the little girl who suddenly jumped out and asked me when I would marry her." Meg shrugged.
"Her?" Irina was surprised.
But soon, her expression became a little strange. She looked at Meg carefully for a while and said, "I suddenly have some doubts about whether it is really a documentary."
"Your doubts are groundless," Meg said seriously.
"Otherwise, how could the girl be so immersed in the story?"
"That's because she was obsessed with the story and couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction. That's why the situation happened that day. After analyzing it in this way, I can understand her behavior that day."
Irina sat down with her legs crossed and looked at Meg with a smile. "Then what are you going to do with her?"
"I specially observed her today. She didn't seem to expect that the book would cause such a strange reaction."
"So you're going to let her go?"
"No, since she did this, she has to bear the corresponding responsibility." Meg shook his head slightly. "But I still want to find out who deliberately led this book to reality. This guy is much worse than her."
"You think someone wants to deal with you?" Irina was a little surprised.
"If they know I'm Alex, they naturally wouldn't dare to have such thoughts. But if it's Meg, there are many people who are jealous of Mamy's business." Meg smiled. A restaurant owner was not a strong deterrent.
"Interesting. I just came back, and they're doing this. They want to make me look bad." Irina's face also turned cold.
…
After the next morning's business hours, Meg contacted the intelligence system of the Gray Temple and used a little privilege to check if someone deliberately led the public opinion about Mamy's.
It was indeed very efficient to use public resources for private purposes.
A brief report was soon sent to Meg.
"Delmar, Cyril, these two guys, I didn't expect them to come together." Meg looked at the brief in his hand with a cold smile.
In order to increase the sales of this book, Delmar Publishing deliberately changed the title of the book. When it was released, intentionally or unintentionally, it was labeled as a real-life adaptation, which successfully created a gimmick and made it popular.
In the process, the name Cyril appeared. In this operation, he helped Delmar a lot and bribed Duojia Bookstore to slander Meg.
Meg could more or less understand Delmar's behavior. After all, it was related to interests, and there were many people who would do shameless things.
However, Cyril had already lost the fight for the right of inheritance with Gloria, and was kicked out of the competition. What the hell was he trying to do now that he was not thinking about how to counterattack, and was instead trying to defame him?
Although he didn't understand, it didn't affect his decision to make these two pay some price.
Meg rode his bicycle to Delmar Publishing again. Before he arrived at the door, he saw Cynthia wandering in front of the publishing house.
"Why is she here?" Meg stopped his bicycle and stood against the wall, looking at Cynthia who was wandering in front of the publishing house.
Cynthia didn't look very good today. Her eyes were dark, as if she didn't sleep well last night.
After a while, she seemed to have made up her mind. She looked up at the sign on the door and walked into the publishing house.
Meg was interested. He put away his bicycle and sneaked into the publishing house. He found Delmar's office and stood in the corner to listen.
"What?! You want me to take down Mr. Mak's Indecent Little Wife? "
Delmar's sharp voice sounded. There was surprise and anger in his voice.
"Yes, I didn't know until yesterday that this book has caused great trouble to Mr. Mak's life and even hurt his family. I never thought this would happen. I feel very guilty and apologetic toward Boss Mag, so I want to remove this book from the shelves right away. At the same time, I'm going to write a clarification letter to inform everyone that this book is just a figment of my imagination, and has nothing to do with Boss Mag. Boss Mag is a good man.
Cynthia's voice sounded. Her voice was firm.
Meg nodded slightly. This girl really didn't know anything. She still had a conscience to stop and make up for it.
"Humph! Do you think you can take it down just because you want to? " Delmar snorted, "You took a lot of royalties and now you want to take it down. Who will bear the loss of our publishing house? Do you think our publishing house is a fool? Are you taking us for fools?
Let me tell you, this book will never be taken down. Not only will it not be taken down, but I will also find someone to change it into a picture book and a play! "
"You bastard." Meg's eyes turned cold.
"You … You are shameless!" Cynthia was furious. "You will ruin Mr. Mak! He didn't do anything! "
"Ha, you wrote it. Even if I ruin him, it's you who did it. I just want to make money." Delmar grinned. "Besides, you have signed a contract with me. If you continue to write well, you will get more and more royalties. If you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth and make such an unreasonable request, be careful that I take out the contract and make you bankrupt. "
"No … I … I don't want to ruin him … I like him so much. I just wrote a book …" Cynthia was so anxious that she was about to cry.
"Don't be afraid. No one knows you are the Lone Wolf of the Northwest. If you don't tell anyone, no one else will know. You just need to write well and submit it on time. I will take care of the rest. You can get a lot of royalties, and I can make money. It's a win-win situation. " Delmar's voice became gentler. "As long as I am here, I promise you will be the most famous writer on the Norland Continent."
"Go away! Don't touch me! I won't work with a shameless person like you! " Cynthia's sharp corner arrived, accompanied by a painful groan and the sound of the door slamming shut. There was no sound in the office.
"Interesting." Mag's lips curled up as he left the publishing house.
Cynthia ran out of the publishing house. She ran for a few streets and turned into an alley. Finally, she couldn't help crying. When she turned the corner, she bumped into someone's arms.
Bam! The strong and warm chest stunned Cynthia. She stumbled and almost fell. A pair of strong hands held her waist.
"I'm sorry, I'm …" She apologized hurriedly. She looked up and saw a familiar face.
"Mr. Mak!" Cynthia glared, and then her face turned red.
"I need an explanation." Meg looked at her and smiled.
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