Nba: Most Talented

It was only then that Constantine realized how stupid his actions were. He not only covered up the truth, but also helped those bastards in disguise.

Originally, he just wanted to take advantage of this incident to stir up some excitement, but he didn't expect it to be completely different from what he imagined.

Yang Xu knew that he was the one who caused him trouble, "I'm sorry, Mr. Constantine..."

Constantine waved his hand, "You don't need to say anything, I'm not too confused to see reality.

Yang Xu saw that his expression was very determined, it seemed that instead of depressing him, this scolding battle aroused his fighting spirit.

"Is your team still in the police station?" Constantine asked.

"Yes." Yang Xu said hurriedly, feeling a little excited.

"Don't worry, they will come out soon, and I will help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Constantine." Yang Xu quickly stood up from 970, which was simply a windfall for him. He came to Constantine originally because he wanted him to give up planning this matter.

Constantine did what he said, picked up the phone immediately, and said to Yang Xu, "You wait for me here, and I will deal with it."

Yang Xu quickly agreed and watched Constantine go upstairs.

Constantine came to his study, turned on the computer immediately, and began to arrange work for his subordinates, and carried out a series of deployments.

In their line of work, there is nothing to say about the efficiency of work, after all, it is the Internet age.

Soon, a reversal appeared on the Internet (bjbf).

Constantine stared coldly at the latest news on the Internet, and was full of contempt for the Knicks players in his heart, "Hmph, do you think you can attack me by encouraging fans? Don't you even look at what I do?"

Constance is still very confident in being able to guide the direction of the Internet.

Yang Xu downstairs was not idle either. When he was talking with his wife, he also checked the wind direction on the Internet through his mobile phone from time to time.

The wind changed, and Yang Xu had to admire Konstantin's ability. All the news that was suppressed before that was not good for the Knicks was dug up and put on the Internet.

Looking at the guide on the Internet, Yang Xu could imagine the distraught looks of the Knicks players when they saw this.

While Yang Xu was relieved, he put down his phone and said sincerely to his wife, "Thanks to you for this incident, I am so grateful, I don't know how to thank you."

Madam smiled, "You don't need to be so polite with me. I'm usually busy with my own business. I'm alone at home, and I don't even have anyone to talk to. I'm already very happy that you can talk to me so much."

Just as he was talking, Constantine came down from upstairs, looking radiant, and said as he walked, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the result?"

Yang Xu quickly stood up, "Thank you for your hard work."

Konstantin, who had already walked down the stairs, waved his hand, "Speaking of which, it's all my fault. I listened to one-sided words and made you and your team members suffer so much. This is fair to you."

"Anyway, thank you for everything you've done for us."

"Should be." Madam said, "These are what he should do, who made him confused before?"

Constantine felt guilty.

The incident on the Internet has calmed down, so what about his own team members? Yang Xu looked at him expectantly, and reminded him intentionally, but it seemed that he was making progress.

Constantine saw his thoughts, "Don't worry, after five minutes, call your team members to see if they have left the police station?"

Hearing this, Yang Xu was naturally very excited, and thanked him again and again. .