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Chapter 284 Can't get along with beauty repair, the will [3 more]

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    "What's wrong with Weibo?" Xiuyan pulled the hair that floated to her lips behind her ears, casually, "Is it my black fans again?"

    "Let them make trouble slowly, it's not a day or two."

    Even Xie Manyu and Shang Yaozhi have black fans.

    She entered the entertainment circle as the eldest lady of the Xiu family, and she was criticized a lot, and many people hated her.

    But most of the time, she couldn't eat grapes and said grapes were sour, she didn't mind at all.

    "The anti-fans are making trouble?" Hearing this, Brother Chen laughed angrily, "Miss Xiu, if the company's public relations department hadn't prepared in time, let alone the anti-fans, passers-by would come to ask you!"

    Only then did Xiu Yan put away her smile: "What's going on?"

    She didn't pay much attention to her passers-by.

    After all, she is from an idol, and she relies on fans to vote.

    The most passers-by would say is that she is good-looking and would not spend money on her.

    But her passerby did collapse once, the last time she was kicked out of the training camp.

    Originally, she didn't want to do anything to Ying Zijin.

    A countryman with no background and who was kicked out of Ying's family, let alone a threat to her, doesn't even deserve to be mentioned with her name.

    Xiu Yu was the one she really wanted to fear.

    But she lost face because of Ying Zijin, she couldn't swallow this breath, and wanted revenge no matter what.

    Although Xiuyan has only been in the entertainment industry for more than a year, she understands the entertainment circle very well.

    White can also be said to be black, even if it is finally clarified, there will still be black spots.

    "You asked the big fans to post this Weibo, right?" Brother Chen threw the phone to her, "You didn't figure out the facts, so you posted an edited video, what do you want?"

    After Xiuyan heard the beginning, she knew what was going on.

    She frowned, and took a look at the phone.

    It's a screenshot, and the person who took the screenshot specially circled the nickname of the person who posted the Weibo with a red pen.

    Such a nickname would only be a fan of Xiuyan.

    Xiuyan scrolled up, and only then did she see the entire content of this Weibo.

    [@圈内兴哥v: Let me show you how ridiculous the fans of a certain wealthy lady are. The official statement said that it is to eliminate violence and safety. Why are these fans still attacking others in the name of feeling sorry for a certain wealthy lady?  What about the true god of learning?  】

    There are two other screenshots below.

    One is the weibo from the youth tabloid office.

    The other is a screenshot of the hot search list.

    no.9#欣子衿，别暴安良#

    no.17#颖子衿，把人护护医院#

    The two trending searches put together, slapped Xiuyan's face like a slap.

    Especially, the comments of netizens below.

    [Laughing to death, do fans have negative IQs these days?  】

    [It’s fine to deliberately blackmail God, but the question is can you blackmail before the truth comes out?  Do you know that after reading the Weibo of the Youth Daily, and then looking at your fans, I think you are like a joke.  】

    【Excuse me, Xiuyan, a wealthy lady, besides her family background, is there anything else she can compare with Yingshen?  Yan value?  Unworthy or unworthy.  】

    Xiuyan's eyes instantly changed.

    When Brother Chen saw her, he knew she had finished reading, and shook his head repeatedly: "Do you know that you almost lost your place in the entertainment industry?"

    "How could the clarification be so fast?" Xiuyan didn't dare to look at it again, she tried her best to calm down her slightly trembling voice, "It's only been an hour!"

    No matter how strong the public relations team is, it is impossible to move so quickly.

    Ying Zijin is an amateur who doesn't know anything about the entertainment industry, how did she do it?

    "You really thought it was a clarification?" Brother Chen sighed, "Did you know? Those fans of yours just posted the video within 20 minutes, and all of them were deleted, and they couldn't even raise public opinion."

    "Most of the netizens didn't see her being hacked, but only saw her being praised. You don't really think your method is successful, do you?"

    Hearing this, Xiuyan's expression finally shattered: "This is impossible!"

    "Whether it's possible or not, things have already happened." Brother Chen closed the computer, "Don't underestimate amateurs. Netizens nowadays prefer amateurs who are capable but low-key."

    He warned: "Stay away from this Ying Zijin from now on, otherwise you won't know how you overturned the car."

    Xiuyan pursed her lips: "Then the impact of this incident on me""The company let the anti-criminal wall blacklist your fans in time." Chen Ge said, "They said they were black skins sent by the other party, but your passerby is still broken, so you must restore it as soon as possible.  Word of mouth."

    Only then did Xiuyan heave a sigh of relief, and laughed again: "The filming of "Youth 202" is about to start during the winter vacation, and I will do a charity event then."

    Brother Chen nodded without saying anything.

    Xiuyan pinched her palm, but she couldn't calm down no matter what.

    But she finally realized that Ying Zijin was not easy, otherwise she would not be able to detect and fight back so quickly.

    It seems that she can only deal with Xiu Yu himself.

    Xiuyan lowered her eyelashes, covering the emotions in her eyes.

    **

    The things on the Internet did not affect Ying Zijin at all.

    She rested for more than ten days, and finally lived the retirement life she wanted.

    The members of the fifth family who live in the ancestral house will not go out to buy vegetables and sell meat. There are cows and horses in the house, and a lot of vegetables are also grown.

    Fengshui nourishes people, and Ying Zijin feels that her skin has improved a lot recently.

    But this kind of retirement life will soon end.

    After the medicinal power of Lingbao ginseng was completely absorbed by the body, the original body of the body was also well restored, which meant that it was time for her to return to Shanghai.

    After leaving Shanghai for so long, even though she would still make video calls with Wen Fengmian and Mr. Zhong every day, they were still quite worried about her.

    Moreover, the youth tabloid office actually sent a pennant.

    The pennant was delivered to Wen's house, and Mr. Zhong happened to be there, so he was so happy that he held the pennant and looked at it for a long time.

    "Uncle Zhong likes it, so take it back." Wen Fengmian smiled, "It's small here, so it's not easy to put it away."

    "That's good, that's good." Mr. Zhong didn't refuse, "I'll hang it in my study, and I can see it every day."

    He wished that the whole world would know that his granddaughter was amazing and could act bravely.

    Thinking of this, Mr. Zhong sent another WeChat message to Ying Zijin with concern.

    【Zijin, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you are a girl, it is better to run away.  】

    There was a reply soon.

    【Grandpa, don’t worry, if this kind of thing happens again in the future, I will definitely act lightly.  】

    Mr. Zhong: ""

    Mistake Mistake.

    He almost forgot that his granddaughter beat ten worthwhile.

    What he should worry about is being beaten.

    Mr. Zhong put away the pennant, left Wen's house, went to Fu's house specially, and showed off to Mr. Fu for a while.

    Mr. Fu lay on the rocking chair with half-closed eyes, nodding repeatedly.

    This is good, the granddaughter-in-law he has a crush on is good at skills, and she can control his Xiao Qi in the future.

    His eyesight was really good this time.

    Of course, Mr. Fu still didn't express his thoughts.

    "Old man Fu, have you been in a bad mood lately?" Mr. Zhong looked at his expression suspiciously.  "The last time you played chess with me, you fell asleep as soon as you played."

    "I'm getting old, that's it. No one wants to go to the hospital. It's nothing to do anyway." Mr. Fu didn't care much. "I'm no better than you. The lion's roar skills are stronger at this age."

    "I'm bah." Mr. Zhong was furious, "If I had a good lion roar, you would have dared to steal my snacks back then."

    Rarely, Mr. Fu didn't quarrel with him this time, but smiled: "I kind of miss the past."

    "Here, I'm being generous today, this is the tea bag my granddaughter gave me." Mr. Zhong frowned, and took out a bag from his pocket, "For physical fitness, you drink it every day, and then drink it with me in the morning  I will do Tai Chi together."

    Mr. Fu glanced at it and took it over.

    He didn't have the nerve to say that he also had this tea bag.

    Having said that, Mr. Zhong can chase him and beat him.

    "Okay, I'll show you off." Mr. Zhong rolled up the pennant, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep, I'll go home first."

    Mr. Fu nodded, and lay down on the rocking chair again.

    Mr. Zhong opened the door to go out, and met Fu Mingcheng who was about to come in.

    He left without even looking at Fu Mingcheng.

    Fu Mingcheng went in, and just opened his mouth to call "Dad", but saw that Mr. Fu had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

    He had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words, left the bedroom again, and closed the door.

    And after Fu Mingcheng left the room, he thought that the sleeping Mr. Fu opened his eyes again, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

    Mr. Fu lay quietly on the rocking chair for a long time before slowly standing up and walking to the desk.

    He opened the drawer and took out a will that had just been redrawn this morning.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Afterwards, he thought that Mr. Fu, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes again, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

    Mr. Fu lay quietly on the rocking chair for a long time before slowly standing up and walking to the desk.

    He opened the drawer and took out a will that had just been redrawn this morning.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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