After the rebirth, the top idol, he pestered me to announce

Chapter 136 Don't You Like Drinking Milk?
The director of the "Starlight" program group pulled the few hairs and thought anxiously: "There is no day to live in peace."

It was Rong Fei before, and Song Zhimeng is now, one is more fierce than the other, this time Song Zhimeng's crisis is even greater.

Because Song Zhiwen's one-handed praise operation is a real hammer.

Since the two are brothers, can there be any lies in what Song Zhiwen said?

In addition, why does Song Zhiwen need to lie, it is not good for him.

So netizens became more aggressive in the comment area.

Xiaoya was injured, Rong Fei simply gave her a short vacation, and a new temporary assistant was also transferred.

His name is Qiao Qiao, and his temperament is quite similar to Xiaoya's, but because he didn't have much contact with Rong Fei, he was a little nervous at first.

The lively Qiao Qiao on Weibo also saw it, chewing a piece of apple in his mouth, and spoke vaguely: "Sister Fei, their words are too ugly, I feel sorry for handsome brother."

"And this Song Zhiwen, I haven't heard of him before," Qiao Qiao scratched his head, "How did he suddenly become Song Zhimeng's brother? Although their names are quite similar."

Rong Fei raised her eyebrows slightly, opened Weibo, and Song Zhiwen's post directly made him occupy the first place in the hot search list.

Red and bold.

With Song Zhiwen's suggestive approval, coupled with specious testimony, almost everyone believed that Song Zhimeng was a gangster who didn't study well and only wanted to bully his classmates when he was a student.

Rong Fei tutted lightly: "This Song Zhiwen, I gave him a chance, but unfortunately he didn't want it."

Jojo snorted suspiciously.

Rong Fei smiled and said, "It's nothing, just keep reading."

Jojo nodded while holding the phone.

At the same time, Feng Yi looked at the wind direction on the Internet contentedly, feeling comfortable all over, and even the scar on the palm of his hand felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Feng Yi specifically asked the marketing account how to bring down an "idol".

Especially for idols like Song Zhimeng who haven't debuted yet, don't be too easy to do. Asking someone to pretend to be a classmate from the same school to post a post, P pictures or something, will naturally drive netizens to eat melons.

"Campus bullying" is such a sensitive topic. When angry, most netizens don't think about the authenticity of it. When they get angry, they rush to scold Song Zhimeng.

The old god Feng Yi was flipping through the photos on his phone, no matter how bad he was, he still had a hole card.

It is impossible for Song Zhimeng to hope that his useless appearance five years ago will be known by fans who like him?

Feng Yi squinted his eyes triumphantly. In the photo, Song Zhimeng curled up and hugged his head. It was really embarrassing and useless.

Song Zhiwen was actually trembling, of course he knew he was being stabbed in the back, but he couldn't help it.

He offended Rong Fei, and the company had already planned to hide him, and he had no other way out.

Song Zhiwen turned off all the lights in the room, and sat alone in front of the desk, refreshing the comments from time to time. Seeing that most of them were scolding Song Zhimeng, he was relieved.

Song Zhiwen murmured: "Zhimeng, don't blame brother for being cruel, people are selfish."

Feng Yi can help him pay liquidated damages, and after the company terminates the contract, he will also give him a large sum of money.

Song Zhiwen has done the calculations, as long as he saves the money, at least he can live comfortably for the rest of his life.

He scrolled the mouse, still uneasy, went to Song Zhimeng's homepage to see if he had any reply, it was too quiet.

Song Zhimeng's last Weibo post was to forward the interview of the program group.

But the comment area is full of smog.

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"It's ready." Rong Fei sent a voice message.

[Song Zhimeng: Good. 】

Qiao Qiao stared at Rong Fei's hand for a while, Rong Fei turned his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Qiao said with emotion: "Sister Fei, your hands are so beautiful."

It is white, slender, and very aesthetically pleasing.

Rong Fei changed the phone case, it was black, and it made her complexion whiter, so that Qiao Qiao couldn't help thinking about it, and always felt that if her hands were doing something with sauce, it would be very interesting.

Jojo's ears were red and red.

Rong Fei looked at her expression with suspicious eyes: "What are you thinking?"

"Cough cough cough!" Qiao Qiao coughed violently, "Hey, there seems to be a new trend on Weibo."

She lowered her head to look like she was stealing the bell, but it turned out that there really was.

A strong counterattack from Song Zhimeng.

Rong Fei didn't need to look, she could guess what the situation would be like, she got up and stretched: "I'll go out for a while."

Qiao Qiao immediately put down the phone and quickly went through the itinerary in his mind, but everything that should be arranged has been arranged.

Rong Fei said, "I'm going to meet someone, so you don't need to follow me."

"It's a half-day vacation for you."

Qiao Qiao snorted, and said nervously, "Sister Fei, it's my first day at work and I'm on vacation, isn't that too good?"

Qiao Qiao couldn't help thinking, could it be that Rong Fei was dissatisfied with her, so she didn't want her to follow?

"Aren't you happy about the holiday?" Rong Fei raised her eyebrows. If it was Xiaoya, she would be very happy in all likelihood.

Happy vacation people.

Qiao Qiao said embarrassedly: "I feel a little guilty."

Jojo is still too honest.

Rong Fei thought for a moment: "Can you cook?"

Jojo nodded: "Yes!"

"Then you go shopping first."

"Okay!" Qiao Qiao was immediately happy, "Sister Fei, don't worry, I learned my cooking skills from my father, it's great!"

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Rong Fei is going to have a face-to-face meeting with Hera.

The face-to-face meeting was proposed by Hera, and they made an appointment to meet at an internet cafe.

Rong Fei skillfully walked straight to the second floor, and entered a private room with a bed and two high-end computers.

Rong Fei looked at the time, and the time agreed with them was still early, so he simply started the game.

The keyboard is very comfortable, and the feel of Rong Fei is also very good.

Halfway through the call, the mobile phone placed aside rang. When Rong Fei picked it up, a black letter H flashed across the screen.

"I'm downstairs." Probably because of the reason for the meeting, Hera didn't use a voice changer this time, and his original voice was a clear, youthful voice with a little childishness.

Rong Fei exited the game, went to the window and looked down. A boy with a black backpack and a white baseball cap walked slowly in the middle of the road.

I can't see my face clearly, it's summer, my face is covered by a mask.

Rong Fei said, "Is that you who is fully armed?"

Hera raised her head, quickly locked onto Rong Fei by the window, and waved her hand: "That's right, that super handsome guy is me."

Rong Fei: "The handsome man can't tell, but he can tell that he is a high school student."

Hera:.
Hera was so angry that he hung up the phone directly, but when he entered the Internet cafe, the boss stopped him and forced him to show his ID card.

Hera said solemnly: "I am an adult, I am 23 years old!"

Boss: "You are going too far. You have to look at your height when you lie about your age."

He stared at Hera's stature: "Do you not like milk?"

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Cai Cai has something to say: Hera, a young boy who looks very weak
Hera: Are you polite?
(End of this chapter)