Chapter 472： Since you think so

[Hahahaha I laughed to death, your number upstairs is gone. 】

[Tsk, our Ming's dad’s face value has dropped ten thousand times in the past two years, and it has become an old bacon, which is beyond the reach of Jiang Yan. 】

[I can't reach +1, how can you tell the truth? 】

...

There was a lot of trouble on the Internet. When Ming's Roche's PR saw this, he immediately called the two bosses.

However, Luo Qiao and Ming Siran were not in the country. Ming Siran bought a small island, and Luo Qiao planned to go there and spend a few days there by the way.

When people from the company called, they were still on the cruise ship.

Ming Siran was taking a shower in the bathroom, and his phone on the bed vibrated constantly.

Luo Qiao was holding the computer while working, heard the sound, raised her head and glanced, and said, "Siran, your phone rang."

A man's casual voice came from the bathroom: "You can pick it up for me."

Luo Qiao put down the computer and took the phone, still thinking about the unfinished work, and absent-mindedly said, "What's the matter?"

Hearing her voice, the public relations manager of Ming Group was stunned: "Miss Luo? Where's Mr. Ming?"

Luo Qiao took the computer again and looked at the information: "He is taking a shower. Tell me what's the matter. I'll tell him later."

The public relations manager on the other end of the phone paused, and then said: "...There was a news on the Internet that Miss Luo you have taken care of a male celebrity."

"..." Luo Qiao didn't react at first, her attention was still at work, and when she realized what the public relations manager had said, she raised her eyes and curled her eyebrows: "What? I have a male star?"

"...There are so many news on the Internet, and the photos are already on the hot search. You can take a look."

Luo Qiao frowned, took her cell phone, clicked on Weibo, and at a glance saw the red and purple burst of Hot Search Number One.

The entry next to it is: #罗俏姜延车内运动#.

Luo Qiao:? ? ?

She slid her finger down, and immediately saw the photo of the two people moving in the car that the marketing account broke the news. In the photo, Jiang Yan was not wearing anything in the upper body, the paparazzi deliberately looked for the perspective, and the ambiguity of the screen overflowed between the two.

It was obviously the day when she was so spicy.

Luo Qiao: "..." Day.

"Miss Luo Qiao?" the public relations manager called her.

Luo Qiao regained her senses and said indifferently: "The hot search has been removed and the photos deleted. These marketing accounts each have a lawyer letter."

"Yes." After hesitating, the public relations manager asked: "This matter...is it fake?"

Luo Qiao scolded: "Nonsense!"

The public relations manager hurriedly apologized and coughed slightly, "Then do I still need to tell Mr. Ming?"

Now it was Luo Qiao's turn to have a guilty conscience. She glanced at the direction of the bathroom and lowered her voice: "...there is no need to tell him. The follow-up calls can be made to my mobile phone."

The public relations manager was sneaky with her and responded, "Yeah, good."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Luo Qiao's cell phone rang again, and when he picked it up, it was from Luo's public relations department.

Luo Qiao confessed a few words, and then ordered her assistant to adjust the video in her dash cam. Just after she ordered this set, the bathroom door was opened from the inside.

She raised her head and saw Ming Siran who had just come out of the shower.

The man's hair was still wet. He wiped his hair and asked casually, "Who is calling?"

Luo Qiao's eyes twitched, and she subconsciously hid her phone behind her: "Harassing the phone."

Ming Siran glanced at her and raised his eyebrows: "What are you hiding?"

Luo Qiao said with a sullen face: "Did I hide it? You obviously scared me."

Ming Siran took the phone from her hand and flipped it twice at random, not caring very much: "Is it."

Seeing him flipping through his mobile phone, Luo Qiao said, for fear that he might accidentally see some news, "Um, it's getting late, let's go to bed."

Ming Siran: "..."

After she said this, he looked at her up and down. The look was very strange. In Luo Qiao's questioning gaze, he paused, and then he spoke slowly: "Okay... Since you If you think so."

Luo Qiao: "..."

Ming Siran took off his clothes slowly, resigned to his fate, and looked like he was going to ravage her again, and sighed lightly: "I didn't expect to be able to take a rest when I travel."

Luo Qiao:! ! !

"Ming Siran!!"

He didn't raise his eyelids, and his tone was lazy and sexy: "Hey, don't be so anxious, wait until brother takes off his clothes first."

She couldn't bear it: "Be yourself!"

He glanced at her lazily, and then spoke casually: "How can you be a man..."

Luo Qiao covered his mouth before saying the remaining words.

The man looked down at her, his eyelashes were thin and his chuckle was **** and pleasant.

...

On the Internet, the public relations departments of the two companies were extremely efficient. It didn't take long for all the posts on Luo Qiao and Jiang Yan to be deleted.

Hot searches have also been removed, and there is no negative news about Qiao Qiao.

These new batch of netizens watched Weibo with hundreds of thousands of comments being deleted, and marketing accounts with millions of fans being blown up. Now they can see what the power of money is.

However, although the post was deleted, the enthusiasm of netizens to discuss such a big news has not continued.

Especially when Luo Qiao blatantly deleted her negative news, her goodwill for helping Shen Huan declined again.

Luo Qiao never closed Weibo comments, and these sunspots immediately rushed to comment:

[Comments that praise you are kept, and all those who scold you have been deleted. It seems that netizens have guessed right about this matter. If you are not guilty, why withdraw the hot search? 】

[I beg you to let go of the handsome guys in the entertainment industry and go find your old bacon named Ming, OK? I beg you. 】

[I was also engaged in CP with other female stars, you are not worthy, [bye bye manually]]

[Come out and respond, don't harm handsome Jiang Yan, old woman! 】

The comments were unsightly. Netizens attacked Luo Qiao, but Jiang Yan became the sympathetic one.

At midnight, Luo Qiao received the video taken from the dash cam sent by the assistant to her.

She took a look, then glanced at the insults in her Weibo comments with her mobile phone, put on a dress, and sneaked out of bed while Ming Siran was still asleep.

Before closing the door, she glanced at the man lying on the bed, and saw that he was sleeping quietly, and closed the door cutely.

The waves slapped on the cruise ship and made a soft noise.

Luo Qiao walked to the first floor of the cruise ship, found a bright place, set up her mobile phone, and started a live broadcast.

At this point in time, most of the netizens were still awake. As soon as Luo Qiao started the live broadcast, netizens rushed in.