Chapter 279

"Mummy, how did Baba go?"

Shuibao finished a game of Gobang and saw mummy go downstairs, he immediately went up.

Ji'an replied, "he came back to get the information, and naturally he had to rush back to work."

Shuibao asked again, "is he coming back for dinner at night?"

Ji An was embarrassed, "I don't know."

Shuibao said, "it's OK. I can ask Baba on wechat."

Then he ran to look through his schoolbag.

Mr. Teng rubs his hands and shakes his head. Just now, the face of the bastard is so smelly. It must be that the couple have been in conflict again. However, An'an looks normal. That is, he is one-sided.

Seeing his grandson kick the iron plate, the old man felt very happy and decided to eat half a bowl of rice at night.

If Teng Yiyang knew about it, he would be more anxious.

Before dinner, sleeping treasure holding a mobile phone a little lost, "Baba said working overtime at night, will not come to eat."

Mr. Teng comforted him.

At this time, Liu Bo was puzzled and said, "I remember that in the afternoon, the young master made a special call to ask if an was here. How could he come back and leave after a short time?"

Ji'an, who was taking vegetables for his son, settled down and said, "maybe I want me to help him find where the documents are."

Liu Bo touched his chin. "That's not right. The young master hasn't returned to his old house for several days. He shouldn't have left the documents here."

Ji An ate in silence, allowing Liu Bo and Li Ma to guess.

Until he left his old house at night, Ji An was ready to open the door. Suddenly he thought of a stop and looked up at the balcony on the second floor.

Think of the butt of that ashtray.

What did he come back to do today?

Teng's building.

Teng Yiyang doesn't know how long he has stood from the sunset to the light.

He seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

Just in a daze.

Secretary Yang thought that he could get off work on time today, but he didn't expect boss to return and his face was even worse.

As a result, he put the plan on his desk, and he was so light that he was afraid to make a sound and affect the boss's mood.

"Secretary Yang."

The light voice rings, startled Yang Secretary immediately stood up, "in."

"What time is it now?"

The original is to ask the time, Yang Secretary relaxed, "it's already 7 o'clock in the evening, boss, what do you want to eat, I'll order your meal now."

Teng Yiyang turned, "don't worry, there's information from the public relations department?"

"It's already there."

Secretary Yang feels that boss's aura is more powerful, no, it should be more air-conditioned. How to go back, the whole person is not right.

He asked, "would you like someone from the public relations department to report?"

After that, he received a cool look from the boss and immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Because it was a direct instruction from the president, the public relations department worked overtime and was always waiting for orders. As soon as the phone was hung up, people arrived.

The manager of the public relations department stood in the office and handed in the paper survey results.

"Originally, such a small dispute would not have caused such a great public opinion effect. Obviously, someone deliberately took the rhythm. So we found that there were several waves of people attacking this microblog blogger named huashoumianfeng. They were scattered, commonly known as keyboard man."

Teng Yiyang looked at the data in his hand, hit the desktop with one hand, and raised his eyebrows, "keyboard man."

His boss has just contacted microblog and is not very familiar with some network terms. As an encyclopedia expert, Secretary Yang immediately said, "keyboard man refers to that some netizens live a miserable life in real life. Once there is something rash on the Internet, he starts to make a lot of remarks. He is cynical and negative energy is very heavy."

Teng Yiyang nodded and motioned to the manager of the public relations department to continue.

"Keyboard man likes to join in the fun and follow the crowd. Don't pay too much attention to it. Then the next three groups of talents are really behind the scenes."

"The second group is the rival of Chengyin animation, Yueyu animation, and the third group is the opponent of the painting society, shenbi Painting Academy. These two groups add fuel to the flames and concentrate the main force to guide public opinion. It is the bloggers who create momentum for the upcoming animation publicity, in order to discredit their opponents."

"The fourth group is drawn by painters from several painting societies. They are dissatisfied with the resources the bloggers get and give false information, trying to discredit the bloggers, such as the junior three, the support of the golden master, and bullying the new painters with strength."

Teng Yi Yang's eyes sink like water, "villains will do these tricks behind their backs."

Yang's secretary echoed, "that is, if envious and envious, it's fair and aboveboard to compete. What's playing means? It's too impersonal."

Teng Yiyang looked at him, and he immediately shut up.

Throwing the document in his hand on the table, Teng Yiyang raised his head, "so this is the public relations plan you come up with?"The public relations manager's forehead was sweating, "because that microblog blogger is just an original painter in the animation project sponsored by us. As investors, we can only send a lawyer's letter to warn those behind."

Secretary Yang patted his head. If the boss was not here, he really wanted to wake up the pig's head.

Can boss care and give orders in person? Does it have nothing to do with Teng?

Perhaps it was Secretary Yang's look that hated iron but not steel, which inspired the manager of the public relations department. He quickly mended the way.

"This is the method on the surface, and we can also attack those who make rumors secretly..."

Teng Yiyang raised his hand, and his eyes were frozen. "The lawyer's letter is enough. The rest is for Linke to deal with it and return it to him in his own way."

The manager of the public relations department was shocked. For an unknown painter, the boss wanted to send out link to them. Isn't it overkill?

In Teng's public relations team, there are many world-class hackers who are not easy to attack.

The PR manager left with a face of magic.

As long as the technical leaders of the public relations department come out and make sure that they can handle it cleanly, Secretary Yang is relieved and turns to be dutiful and asks, "boss, this is the point. Are you going to leave work"

"bring the development plan for the second half of the year."

"Ah?" Boss, this is the rhythm of preparing to work overtime! "Would you like something to eat first?"

"Talk less and do things."

"Yes."

Secretary Yang walked out of the office and breathed heavily. The air pressure on boss was too low!

Ji An'an took his son back to bed after taking a bath and went to pull the curtain. He inadvertently saw that the house next door was dark.

She looked at the time. It's ten o'clock. He hasn't come back yet?

Forget it, it's none of her business.

"Baba hasn't come home yet?" Sleeping treasure lies on the bed and looks out the window.

"Too busy, I guess." Gian pulled up the curtain.

"Baba is so hard that others can rest. When can he rest?"

"It's going to be a long time."

"Will I be able to help Baba when I grow up? So he can have a holiday? "

In the room rang out the son's childish language, Ji An smile, "then you should grow up quickly."

"Well, Shuibao will eat more tomorrow, grow tall and grow up quickly!"

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