Luo Fanxing's cell phone soon rang again. It was Hong Ling who called. At this time, the reason for the call should be known without thinking.
The various issues exposed on the network can no longer be solved by clearing messages.
"It hasn't been fermenting for a long time. If you want to press it, you can still press it." Luo Fanxing didn't answer the phone. He just said something to the men around him. His voice was very flat.
When Fu tingshen was driving the car, he suddenly heard Luo Fanxing's words, and the corners of his mouth gently touched with a smile.
"What do you want to do with the pressure? It's so hot that you can easily search for ten times without spending a penny. I'm sorry if I don't enjoy the luxury wedding dress that someone else made for you!" Fu tingshen said, smiling more intensely at the corners of his mouth.
When Luo Fanxing heard Fu tingshen's words, she stared at the man driving the car. A moment later, Luo Fanxing withdrew his eyes and leaned lazily towards the back seat.
The man learned very quickly. In the past, the way she spoke was manipulated by him.
She likes it.
Even if the whole network is completely popular, she can easily clear these data, and even hack all the we media numbers that deliberately bring public opinion, and erase all traces of this event.
However, all netizens on the Internet have witnessed something. Why should we clear it!
She and Fu tingshen are together for the sake of grasping the existence of the top of this rich family and for the sake of other people's money!
Luo Fanxing thought of this and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Is this the funniest joke of the century?
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Information company headquarters.
Jun Huailin sat in front of the data center and watched the soaring rise of various data. His eyebrows could kill flies.
Now the whole network is bursting with heat. This wave of hot searches by Luo Fanxing and Fu tingshen has soared to a terrible level.
The data is very obvious. There is someone behind it to guide public opinion. All the information seems to go towards Luo Fanxing. It is questioned that her star path is so smooth with the help of men.
Once she made great efforts, everyone saw her shining. It seemed that it was not important at this moment. Under the illumination of the gold Lord's male identity, all this was ignored.
People all over the Internet are satirizing Luo Fanxing for tying up a man at all costs for money. At this time, he also took the initiative to show his marriage certificate and declare his rights. Tut tut! How shameless
Even if the fans who loved Luo Fanxing in the past wanted to speak for love beans, under the leadership of the big wave of induced we media, they were quickly submerged without even the opportunity to appear.
"Jun Shao, he Feng called."
A voice came from one of his men. Jun Huailin answered simply, "put the phone in."
Soon, the telephone was connected to the control room.
"Jun Shao, according to Miss Luo's wishes, it's not easy for the film alliance to intervene in this public opinion storm. Your side..." He Feng paused, It seems that they are struggling with how to say this: "the public opinion storm has a huge impact. Now many people are still trying to dig into the background of Miss Luo and Fu Shao on the Internet. Miss Luo's identity in the royal family of K country has never been made public. If it is dug deeply and involves Miss Luo's parents, I'm afraid the impact will be..."
When Jun Huailin heard what he Feng said, his expression sank.
Just as what he Feng said, Prince weimingyang is going to live a plain life. If this incident affects them, the consequences will not be simply turbulent in the entertainment industry.
Jun Huailin holds his mobile phone and wonders whether to call Fu tingshen to report the seriousness of the problem.
But that guy hasn't given any orders so far, that is to say, he acquiesced in this exposure.
However, if we continue to be unable to control this wave of public opinion, no one can say what will happen if we move in an uncontrollable direction.
Jun Huailin raised his eyes and looked at all kinds of data in the database. The servers of several platforms were about to crash.
Jun Huailin gritted his teeth and found out Fu tingshen's cell phone number directly. Then he was ready to dial it out.
But when the phone was about to be broadcast, the staff nearby exclaimed.
"My God!"
Jun Huailin was all over the phone. At this time, he was suddenly startled by the voice of the staff and almost lost his cell phone.
"Keep a good eye on your data. What a hell!"
"Jun Shao... You... You... Come... Look..." the staff stood up, pointed to the database on the big screen and exclaimed: "it seems that another wave of hot search has appeared."
"What?"
When Jun Huailin heard this, he frowned. He couldn't even make a phone call. He strode to the big screen and looked at the abnormal phenomena on the database.
Jun Huailin stares at the data displayed on the database, and all the data are madly impacting Luo Fanxing and Fu tingshen.
It can be said that 90% of the Internet users are watching Luo Fanxing's exposure of the so-called marriage certificate.
But now, all of a sudden, some of the traffic began to flow to another explosion point.
Jun Huailin stared at the changes of those data and could not help frowning.
Just as Jun Huailin was still doubting whether he had exposed any more shocking news, another wave of data of flow rotation was transmitted.
"Jun Shao, look, it appears again..."
Jun Huailin: "...."
The data on the network for Luo Fanxing began to disperse. Although the data is not exaggerated, it can be clearly seen from the data website that the flow of public opinion has been dispersed.
The expression on Jun Huailin's face cooled down. Something must have happened here.
Regardless of other things, he said: "go to the major platforms to check what happened. Check the microblogs, domestic and foreign media."
Recalling what he Feng had just said, he was suddenly worried that Luo Fanxing's identity in the royal family of K country had been exposed. If this relationship was exposed, the next problem would be quite serious.
Perhaps in response to the worries of Jun Huailin, he Feng's phone rang at this time.
Jun Huailin saw that it was he Feng's phone, and his expression was almost distorted.
Do you?
Really... Is it involved?
For a moment, Jun Huailin didn't even want to answer the call, but now the situation is tight, and he can't help it.
Finally, Jun Huailin grabbed his cell phone and answered the phone.
"What is it?"
"Jun Shao, there is news on Weibo again... All about Miss Luo... Even on international websites..." He Feng's voice came from the other side of the phone, obviously nervous and incoherent.