Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Song ran brushed the microblog the most times today. The reason is that Min Rui's event in the mall has been fermenting continuously. It's like someone is manipulating behind the scenes.

After returning to the company, Mo Qianxing saw Xiao Jin waiting for him at the door of his office.

"What's the matter?"

After hearing Mo Qian's voice, Xiao Jin bowed his head, then took the computer to Mo Qian Xing and said, "the power of public opinion is still very strong this time. Microblog and major news are continuously reported."

Mo Qian Xing loosened his tie and walked into the office with a computer.

After sitting down, he turned over the data displayed on the computer and asked thoughtfully, "which hospital is min Rui in now?"

After Xiao Jin walked forward and clicked on the computer, the positioning display on the screen was the largest Affiliated Hospital in city B.

Mo Qian began to beat his knee with his fingers, again and again.

Xiao Jin said that now Mo Qianxing doesn't speak. He doesn't know what Mo Qianxing is thinking.

After a minute, Mo Qian's fingers stopped beating the rhythm. He said, "Min Rui should first put it in the hospital and now turn his attention to Lin Yurou. Although Lin's group has not been very good recently, I think he can be even worse."

Xiao Jin smiled knowingly and understood the purpose of Mo Qianxing's words.

"OK, I see." after Xiao Jin went out, Mo Qianxing called song ran with his mobile phone.

Song Ran is lying in bed to rest. When she receives a call from Mo Qian, her first reaction is a liar.

After she turned over, she thought about Mo Qianxing's mobile phone number again. It can't be a liar.

"Hello, Mo Qianxing? What's the matter with your call?"

Song Ran's slightly wary voice successfully amused Mo Qianxing.

"You didn't answer my phone right away. Do you think I'm a liar and fear that I'll come to the company to send me something?"

Mo Qian's questions seemed like a perfect reasoning, so song ran was secretly sad in her heart.

Song ran now seriously suspects that Mo Qianxing is a worm in her stomach. Even if she is seen through what she thinks, song ran still refuses to show weakness and replies, "who said! I'm busy. And you, as the president of a company, how can you call me? Is the company going to fail?"

Mo Qianxing listens to song Ran's childish response and wants to go home from work to clean up her now.

"What would you like to eat this afternoon? Let me take you to dinner after work."

Mo Qianxing wants to take himself to dinner. For song ran, the sun is coming out in the West.

"Ah! It's really rare. In the face of this hard won opportunity, Mr. Mo, go to work now. I'll tell you when I think about it. Bye."

Few people can take the initiative to hang up Mo Qian's phone, and song Ran is one of them.

Min Rui took her mobile phone and brushed her microblog for a while. Generally speaking, it just came out with a truth.

That is: When snowflakes collapse, every snowflake is happy.

We hit hard on the Internet. In reality, we don't know how we will be vulnerable.

Although min Rui has a strong psychology, she is still vulnerable when she is on the Internet.

Contemporary young people don't play mobile phones, so min Rui, who can only lie on the hospital bed, can only play with mobile phones.

But now the public opinion is so popular, and the network violence is reflected incisively and vividly.

When min Rui clicked on the comments of those strangers over and over again, she felt that she would still be very sad, even angry, and there was a lot of anger.

She has only one mouth, but people on the Internet can drown themselves with one spittle.

At this time, only min Rui knows the sense of helplessness in her heart.

Press the shutdown button on the mobile phone and put it in the small drawer. Min Rui closes her eyes.

Tears can't stop running out of her eyes. This taste makes min Rui lie down and can't breathe.

Lin Yurou didn't stop brushing her mobile phone on her way home.

She is really more and more angry. Now how has the world become a world of melon eating people?

What's more hateful is that Lin Yurou found that her own microblog had been picked up, which made Lin Yurou in the car want to throw her mobile phone down.

At this time, Lin Langcheng, who also found that Lin Yurou was stripped of her personal information, really couldn't sit still.

These people who live in the upper class are very aware that their every move is seen by the public. Now there is no good news. Just ask that their life is not enlarged.

Lin Yurou received a call from Lin Langcheng again in the car. She was already very upset. Now her heart broke out completely.

"I'm already on my way home. Don't lose your temper with me. I'm very angry now!"

Lin Yurou answered the phone and then said so many words, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Lin Langcheng replied angrily: "I know to go out and cause trouble for me all day. I'm tired enough to run the company every day! Sooner or later, I'm angry with you, Lin Yurou, you can't save me snacks!"

Lin Yurou turned her eyes out of the sky. She said, "can't you spend some money on those people? I'm completely targeted this time. Now those people have been swearing under my microblog. I'm really tired to death."

Hearing Lin Yurou's complaint, Lin Langcheng had to hang up the phone.

The original idea was to use Lin Yurou's exposure to improve the sense of existence of Lin's group. As a result, I don't know why I don't go on according to my own ideas.

If this heat continues, it will certainly affect the overall image development of Lin's group.

Lin Langcheng had to gnash his teeth and began to call the public relations department. Now no matter how much it costs, he must reduce the heat of hot search.

The traffic jam wasted so much time that Lin Yurou just got home now.

When Liu Yueru saw Lin Yurou pushing the door in, she hurried to meet Lin Yurou, held Lin Yurou's hand and said, "what's up? Yurou. I saw the news today. Is the lying woman your friend? Why are people on the Internet indiscriminate now? Are you okay?"

Liu Yueru's mouth is a lot of words. Lin Yurou is upset, but it's hard to show it now.

She had to pat Liu Yueru's hand and said, "it's okay, Aunt Liu. My father should be dealing with public relations now. I'm a little tired. I'll go upstairs and have a rest first."

Liu Yueru didn't know what to say, so she followed Lin Yurou's back to the upstairs.