And now in another room, Xia Qingsong is drinking red wine with the director.
"That kid is so arrogant. I'll clean him up later. Don't worry, brother. How can I let others bully you like this in our relationship?" The director patted him on the shoulder and poured him a glass of red wine. "Now I'll call the guy over there and teach him a lesson."
"Thank you, brother." Xia Qingsong nodded. Thinking of the comments he had read on Weibo a few minutes ago, he almost didn't get angry with him. "That kid is killing me now. It's really hateful."
Someone made a vote on Weibo, who stood on both sides, and 90% of them were lingjue's.
That's 10% of the water army he hired. Now he has contacted the manager and is increasing the number of votes by one million to pull people to his side.
Many people vote not for who's right or who's wrong, but for those who vote there, just follow their heads.
He has to win back anyway!
"Don't worry, netizens can only talk about it. They can't get you down from your position." The director just patted him on the shoulder. "Brother, you're in a hurry. I'll call on everyone to vote later. Don't worry, come and drink."
Xia Qingsong looked at him gratefully. "Brother, thank you so much."
"It's OK. You helped me too." He smiled and held up the cup. "Come and do it."
"Good!" Xia Qingsong nods and drinks.
Xia baiting and Wang Xiangyao are still lying in the hospital because they fainted. Now they can only solve some problems.
It must be solved quickly, or the old man will have a bad job.
It's all the fault of the old man. He just found the boy back. Now he's ruined.
Xia Qingsong thought, and poured himself wine.
The chief stood up. "I'll call them and let them teach that kid a lesson."
"OK, thank you, brother. I'll kill him."
"Don't worry, brother!" He picked up the landline on the desk and made a call to the interrogation room.
"That kid, give me a few electricity, hit a few times, don't be soft."
"Minors? Minors also fight! No, but hurry up! " He said and hung up.
"Burp brother, it's done. Let's continue to drink." He staggered to the sofa, poured him wine, and poured himself most of the cup.
"Do it! Don't worry, brother is covering you! "
"Drink!" Xia Qingsong happily hooked his mouth, and the two drank together again.
The bell rang -
suddenly, the phone on the desk rang again, and he quickly stood up and picked it up.
"Hello."
"It's commander Tong. What's the matter?" The commander is the leader of their group.
"Ah? What are you talking about, boy? " He had a hiccup of wine, which was somehow baffling.
"That kid in the hospital today, send him off respectfully. If he hurts that point, you, the director, will not be the director!"
"What?!"
"He is a friend of yunhaizhou great! I'm not kidding. If lingjue gets hurt, I'll make you kneel down to apologize to yunhaizhou! "
"Bang -" his phone fell to the ground, thinking of something, his fat body rushed to the interrogation room.
"Brother, what happened?" Xia Qingsong saw that his face was pale, and he was a little drunk just now. Now he is walking fast, and he is puzzled.