Chapter 520

Wang Shenniu PI!

Once again, the screen was painted.

The heat burst the meter, and there was a lot of discussion.

[true, follow the law!]

[I suddenly jio realized that Wang Shen should be more than the rich second generation...]

[no one still doesn't know? Wang Shao's real name is Wang Yan. He was the second eldest son of President Wang when the country was founded. His father hasn't been an official, but uncle, you can look for it on TV...]

[sleeping trough! Is it true or false upstairs?!]

["Hello, everyone, I'm wang Fugui. I'm rich without mercy. I'm a rich man with unspeakable words" -- Wang Shen's first microblog]

[solid hammer! What a stemmed Wang God...]

[Wang Yan's high school classmates personally tell you that yes, Wang Yan's family is really very low-key and rich]

[alas! The little brother upstairs or the young lady, let's take a picture!]

[quick! Human flesh, human flesh]

[I'm afraid you're not crazy. Several waves of people haven't Po produced photos of Wang Shen up to now. Do you think you don't want to? Don't dare!]

[can someone describe it? Is Wang Shenshuai handsome?]

[handsome Jill! Chasing girls depends on money. You can't lick it!] - pure Bruce Lee.

[impossible! I don't believe it! I can have those magic eyes!]

[l Weilong? Your number is gone.]

Pure little dragon: w (ﾟ) Д ﾟ)w！ It's not me. Don't talk nonsense!

For many days, the heat kept exploding. Finally, someone picked up Wang Yan's real name.

It should be said that it is expected.

Whether in high school, university or society, many people know Wang Yan's chariot God identity and can't hide it all the time.

There are dozens of black stickers made by Huang Yiqing alone.

However, true and false news mixed together, people really can't tell.

Now the only thing that can be determined is the real name Wang Yan. The rest are unknown.

As for photos

That's not true.

Since he got the system, Wang Yan has paid special attention to protecting his image. He never accepts group photos of his sisters. He can hide when he can take photos in groups.

At present, several videos burst out on the Internet, such as those two racing cars, most of them always wear helmets.

Otherwise, it is similar to the monitoring in the Myst nightclub. You can't see anything clearly.

There is a close-up video of Wang Yan in the magic capital, but it has been deleted by Wei Cheng's father.

After that, as long as efforts are made to maintain it, the sense of mystery can continue.

The advantage is freedom, and the disadvantage is random speculation on the Internet - in fact, it's not so bad.

In the complicated and confusing information, the image of Wang Yan becomes more and more mysterious, and mystery in many cases means powerful and topical.

It's the same heat, isn't it?

The crooked building finally came back, and netizens began to discuss legislative issues.

The vast majority of neutral passers-by support it. The navy is so annoying, especially those who collect foreign black money. It's very gratifying that they can control it and even catch it and sentence it.

When the prestige of God Wang continued to rise, Cheng Laoba almost didn't go crazy.

"The yellow dog of NIMA, the pit of the wooden basket, beeps!"

Cheng Laoba came and went around in the studio, shouting abuse.

Little brother was a little puzzled: "brother, what are you panicking about? Even if the legislation can be made, how can it be so fast? Don't worry about us!"

It's true in theory, but Cheng Laoba has his own reason.

"You know a hammer!"

After a violent scolding, he began to talk.

"Am I afraid of legislation? I am afraid of the current trend!"

"Ah?!"

"Silly beep!"

Cheng Laoba was completely desperate for his younger brother's sensitivity and slapped him back on the back of the head.

"No matter how fast the legislation is, it must be the year after tomorrow. If I change my career at that time, I will definitely not catch up with Starling.

However, the question now is legislation?

What I fear most

It's TM's heat!

It's the background of TM Wang Yan!

It's the general trend of TM's coercion! "

(⊙ ˍ ⊙)

What barren trend can affect us?!

I still don't understand, but I dare not ask.

Cheng Laoba was so angry that he turned back and turned in the tin cabinet, turned out two documents and threw them according to his younger brother.

"Come on, read it to me!"

The little brother asked qubala to pick up the document and began to read it.

"Guan, explanation on Several Issues concerning the application of law in handling criminal cases such as defamation through the use of information networks

Provisions on the application of law in the trial of civil disputes and cases involving the use of information networks... Infringement of personal rights and interests

Brother, what do you mean? I graduated from junior high school. You don't know... "

Cheng Laoba is still in an explosive state and continues to scold.

"You TM, use your pig brain to think!

As for our business, there was no particularly clear law as the basis, only the interpretation promulgated by the supreme law in 13 and the provisions promulgated in 14.

It preliminarily defines the basic problems of tort compensation, Liability Division, fault identification and sentencing standards.

But basically nobody catches and nobody cares. Why?

Because it depends on the crime of illegal business operation at most. It's not easy to catch and fight people in our business. It's not a big case to do it forcibly, and people can't make trouble.

And now?

If the GA in any place looks: lying in the trough, the people all over the country are spraying water. Otherwise, let's catch a wave of political achievements?

If you touch us, will you die? "

Little brother, I've got it.

"It's not so bad! It can please the leaders, the people and Wang Shao... Can't help staring at our house?! Oh, my God, fortunately, we are cautious..."

Cheng Laoba sneered: "if there is a leader with enough weight, cooperate more and focus on our line, there is a chicken feather that is difficult to grasp? Be careful and fart in front of the serious state machine!"

"Brother, what should I do?"

The little brother was stunned.

In the final analysis, he is a man engaged in ash production. He is bold and ferocious. He must be out of awe.

In fact, Cheng Laoba had already made a decision in his heart, but he was unwilling, so he scolded his mother all the time.

"What to do? Run!"

"Ah?!" the younger brother was confused again. "Just throw everything away?! we finally worked hard to find our family..."

"If this wave goes in, it won't last for three or five years! Life is gone, and it's useless to have a poor family!"

Old Bayi kicked over a table, hate and fear.

"We surnamed Wang can't afford to offend. Now the general situation is not good. We can't tell how many big blocks are waiting to catch us and make contributions to the people. We can't stay in China. Let's go right away and go to South Vietnam!"

"That studio... Can we continue to work abroad? The team we finally set up..."

"Dry Li Liang, dry?! cut it all off. Wait until the wind passes! The editor of mordu station is going in. Who are we?"

Cheng Laoba really has a decision. He is reluctant to give up what he earns. He is willing to give up.

"Grass! Real TMD..."

The younger brother gnashed his teeth and scolded, and suddenly hated Huang Yiqing: "don't rely on the yellow dog!"

Cheng Laoba grinned: "don't worry, that grandson can't be cheap!"

Take out your mobile phone, take a deep breath repeatedly, and the moment you broadcast the number, your face suddenly becomes greasy and flattering.

"Hello? Young master Huang?"

Huang Yiqing is still recovering at home. He doesn't dare to turn on the computer for fear that his state of mind will burst again.

Seeing Cheng Laoba's call, he picked it up: "Laoba, what's the good news?"

"That's for sure! How dare I disturb you?"

"Oh?" Huang Yiqing was shocked and sat up in his dying illness. "Talk about it!"

"Yes..."

Cheng Laoba's voice became more and more enthusiastic and passionate.

"On my side, I personally contacted more than a dozen part-time groups of college students, all of whom are majoring in economics. We took a rhythm in the group and tried to talk. Most people were particularly disgusted with the dog's remarks!

Now, as long as we are willing to pay, those students will certainly be willing to send a document to criticize!

Besides, I have taken the lead with some big organizations. Those houses are the official account of the official account of economy and public comment, almost two thousand or three thousand of the big V, many famous scholars, and countless distribution numbers.

If you want to cooperate, well, within three days, I promise it will be overwhelming network blackout! "

Zi!

A shot of blood rushed up to Huang Yiqing's forehead in an instant, and the sky was red with excitement.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"Of course!" Cheng Laoba vowed to pat his chest.

However, Huang Yiqing's suspicious nature made him still have doubts.

"Why can't your own navy? You don't have more accounts than those students?!"

"Harm! Can that be the same? My yellow childe!"

Cheng Laoba's excuse for wronging bala.

"Those part-time employees of my staff are successful with rhythm. They will be blind if they get a little professional stuff!

The problem now is that blind people who don't have dry goods can't fiddle with Wang dogs, and netizens are not stupid.

Only those top students who study economics can form a real wave with their professional level and master public opinion in our hands.

It's not that I don't want to deal with it myself. How good it is to earn all my money. Why give it to outsiders?

The question is, who was admitted to a famous school majoring in economics and came out to be a navy?

I really can't! "

Makes sense?

Huang Yiqing thought for a while and asked, "according to what you said, how are they willing to be a Navy again now?"

Cheng Laoba opened his mouth and said, "now, in fact, it's not just for money! Disgust with Wang dog is the main reason. Giving money is just a driving force. It's strange for people to pay attention to me without 100 yuan, based on the level of those students and a reasonable post!"

Hearing the word money, Huang Yiqing became more and more sensitive.

"How much does this wave cost?"

"On the other side of the economic matrix, the package price is 8 million, and the students are cheaper. If they focus on forums such as Douban, Bihu and Tianya Hupu, 50000 high-quality stickers are enough to attack any opposition!

With the help of our own people, I promise you, within a week, Wang dog will definitely stink the street! "

"I'll go to your uncle!"

Huang Yiqing scolds when he opens his mouth, which is a pure subconscious reaction.

"You think I can print money?! 13 million?! why don't you grab it?!"

How can you rob so fast

Cheng Laoba muttered in his heart that he was wronged.

"Young master Huang, how can you swear if you don't want to pull it down? I said I'd give you a refund before. You don't do it. Now I've contacted a good man and you don't do it... What do you want?"

"Well..."

Huang Yiqing choked for a while and soon decided to be unreasonable.

"Anyway, the price is too lame. Before you took so much money from me, what was the effect?!"

"What a good effect! Now it's at least a tie everywhere. It's easy for me to have so many fans like Wang Gou?"

"The price is impossible anyway!"

Huang Yiqing has a decisive attitude.

Kill me?

That won't work!

However, Cheng Laoba didn't care what Huang Yiqing said. He held Lao Huang's state of mind to death and directly acted as a broken jar.

"Please be wise! Anyway, now both professors Zhang are off. I see the wind is wrong. Just in time, let's stop!"

"Grass!"

Huang Yiqing is in a hurry.

"Are you stupid?! now at least you are close to each other. Dozens of professors scold Wang dog. Can't you see? The two professors Zhang don't say a word now. They may be holding something. Are you shrinking now?"

Cheng Laoba hardtop: "I don't understand those things in the academic world. I only know that Wang Shao's background is too cow beep, and the professor has been defeated!"

Huang Yiqing roared back angrily: "he beeped a Baba!"

Eight one words of growing old, right in the middle of Huang Yiqing's life gate.

Lao Huang was like a mirror in his heart. The news on the Internet about the grandson of the general was nonsense. Wang Yan was just blowing beeps and pulling the tiger skin to pull the flag.

With the background of those professors, are you afraid of Wang Yan?

Bullshit!

This judgment is correct. No one is "afraid" of Wang Yan.

In fact, there is no problem of being afraid of each other.

The possibility of being convicted for words basically does not exist. What we are arguing about is recognition, which is recognized by the people and the upper level. At worst, we should strive for the recognition of individual capital.

Even this is not something that can be affected by a confrontation or two or by the outcome of a year or two.

In the long run, the struggle will last at least 10 to 20 years.

However, Huang Yiqing's level is not qualified to understand the upper subsurface flow.

In his view, this is just an ordinary network hotspot, which appears dozens or hundreds every year, which is not uncommon.

What neoclassical and old classical has something to do with us?

Let alone a layman who does not understand economics, even a master who really studies economics may not be able to realize where the core contradiction is.

So Huang Yiqing was very angry.

Do you know several second-generation people? Some people help wash white and others help advocate. They pretend to be like princes and grandsons. They can deceive stupid Internet users and me?!

"Don't give advice! Really! I'll tell you, Wang Yan has no background at home. He's just an upstart! Now he's anxious about the situation. You can use whatever method you have. Let's discuss the money again, okay?"

Huang Yiqing tried hard to persuade him, for fear that Cheng Laoba would pick a pick.

Cheng Laoba sneered in his heart.

I know the boy has no background, but he has a big hand. Do I need a background to clean up? Silly beep just keeps making trouble with you!

Think, act, act.

Cheng Laoba perfectly showed that hesitation: "are you sure? It's all on the Internet now..."

"Pass a Baba!"

Huang Yiqing angrily interrupted: "how many black rumors I spread, don't you know?"

"All right..."

Seeing that the heat was enough, Cheng Laoba finally reluctantly responded.

"Then I'll continue to do it. Don't cut the price. I'll send you the matrix information and quotation right away. You can ask for it yourself! It's not old eight. I'm dying for money. Really, if the money is not in place, people really don't pick it up!"

Matrix data and quotation are naturally true.

Huang Yiqing studied for a long time and asked someone again. He didn't find any problems, and then he began to grind the price with Cheng Laoba.

"There is no surplus food in the landlord's house!"

poor-mouth.

Crying for poverty sincerely.

Chen began to bite and die, but then slowly dropped a little bit, and then he made efforts to fan the official account numbers, posts and content standards, and he wanted to earn more.

At the end of the struggle, Huang Yiqing gritted his teeth and recognized that he had paid another 10 million.

"That's the price! And I can only give you 7 million for the first payment, and the remaining 3 million will be paid when it's over. It's the balance."

Cheng Laoba wanted to scrape out a little more, but Huang Yiqing really had no money.

"Now let me show you the screenshots of online banking of my cards! I have to set up a credit card for this 7 million!"

Kaka, Kaka, seven or eight screenshots were sent. There were more than 3 million CCB cards, and the rest were fragmented, except that CMB black card had a credit line of 1.5 million.

Cheng Laoba believes.

But he wondered: "young master Huang, it's not like you..."

Huang Yiqing almost didn't spit blood.

Grandson, do you know how much money I spent on this?!

Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!

There was anger in his stomach and he felt flustered. Huang Yiqing finally threatened.

"Cheng Laoba, I can tell you the ugly things ahead. If the effect can't reach what you said, don't mix in the Jianghu in the future. I don't dare to kill you. It's easy to give you a pair of crutches!"

"You can rest assured to watch!"

Cheng Laoba patted his chest and immediately hung up the phone, he spit directly into the corner of the wall.

"Pooh! Silly beep, are you paralyzed in the Jianghu? Your father washed his hands in my golden basin!"

The younger brother came up with his eyes shining: "brother, it's done?"

"It's done!"

Cheng Laoba smiled triumphantly, and then slapped his little brother on the back of the head.

"Go! Pack up and book a ticket! I'll take you to squint for a while, and then let's play another way!"

"All right!"

When the younger brother ran away, Cheng Laoba took out his mobile phone again, turned off the recording, backup and upload.

It's no use introducing things. It's Huang Yiqing who should be crazy.

But who knows?