"Here's what you should do. When you go back, tell those bosses that if anyone tries to sign you as an influencer again, you'll sue him," Jiang Siming suggested.
"Big Brother, I don't have the money to sue them. Besides, I'm uneducated and don't understand the law at all." Zhou Mou knew that Jiang Siming was trying to help him, so he answered honestly.
Jiang Siming smiled. "You don't have money, but I do. And it doesn't matter if you don't understand the law. I'll send a lawyer back with you."
"Big Brother, you're not kidding me, are you?" Zhou Mou asked in disbelief.
Jiang Siming laughed. "Do you think I have any reason to joke with you?"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Mou was rather stubborn and replied directly, "You have every reason to. Everyone's making fun of me now. I don't believe you."
Jiang Siming was caught between laughter and tears. He took off his helmet and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Zhou Mou looked at Jiang Siming and shook his head. "No, but you're really handsome, Big Brother. In Guangxi, girls must really like you."
Jiang Siming was thoroughly amused by him. Only then did he remember that it was perfectly normal for Zhou Mou not to know him. Zhou Mou had spent four years in prison—how would he know Jiang Siming? No matter how famous someone was, Zhou Mou wouldn't know him.
Jiang Siming also knew that his face alone wouldn't make Zhou Mou trust him. He simply stopped the car for the moment, took out his phone, and called the company, asking them to send a lawyer from the legal department.
The two of them waited by the roadside.
Jiang Siming even gave Zhou Mou the water he had bought for Xiaoxiao.
"Let me ask you