Silence began on the other end of the line.

In the Daqing Mountain, Zheng Jiakai, who was sitting on a pineapple wooden chair, looked at his sister and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Jiaxuan's expression was a little uncomfortable, but he was quickly relieved, and said into the phone: "Okay, what you said makes sense." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "...... Isn't we, as lobbyists, supposed to have a big fight because we have different ideas?"

Zheng Jiaxuan said helplessly: "My brother means not to call you, but I think that as friends, we should put the choice in front of you, it seems that I still don't know you well enough, my brother knows very well... This hand is in vain..."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said: "Sometimes men understand men better. ”

Zheng Jiaxuan glanced at his brother with a little disgust and said, "I always feel that there is some PY deal between you.... Okay, aside, you've decided, and we need to be busy. ”

Zhang Xiaojian understood the meaning of this sentence, did not thank him, and said politely: "Then be more busy and contribute more." ”

Zheng Jiakai said: "Got it." Then he hung up cleanly.

As Zhang Xiaojian's voice disappeared in the mansion, Zheng Jiakai leaned back in the chair thoughtfully, Zheng Jiaxuan looked at his brother and did not speak at the first time.

The silence certainly didn't last long, and both of them were sorting out the thoughts in their heads.

In fact, this matter is indeed a hornet's nest as Zheng Jiaxuan said, but since he decided to stab it, it is impossible to stupidly pick up a stick and pierce it, he must first wear protective clothing and goggles, and not expose any inch of skin to the air.

Not afraid of being stung ... In order to poke cool, poke hi....

After half an hour of silence, Zheng Jiaxuan sighed and picked up his brother's mobile phone.

Zheng Jiakai stopped her and said, "Use yours." ”

Zheng Jiaxuan gave his brother a roll of the eyes, took out his mobile phone, found a phone number, dialed it, and turned on the amplifier.

The phone was quickly connected, and a dignified male voice rang: "Do you still know to call me?"

"Ahem, second master... Tell you something. ”

The male voice said neatly: "Say." ”

Zheng Jiaxuan said solemnly: "Your granddaughter and grandson are going to cause trouble for you." ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little embarrassed and relieved: "You have finally grown up and finally learned to cause trouble on your own." ”

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The lights in the villa are still bright.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Xiaojian was also silent for a while.

Ye Mozhu didn't bother him, she pressed his shoulder for as long as he was silent.

There are only two ways to solve this problem once and for all.

One is to become a major shareholder of Qiandu through acquisitions, and then start top-down rectification.

For this reason, Zhang Xiaojian immediately consulted his number one staff officer, Da Youtou Yan Ci.

The big oil head was stupid: "Boss... It's not a good thing. ”

Next, he explained in detail the difference between Tianhua and Qiandu.

Qiandu uses the AB share system, which means that if you own 100 Class A shares of Qiandu Company, you have 100 voting rights. If you own 100 Class B shares, you have 100 times 10, which is 1,000 votes.

This is also known as the Cattle Card Program, with weighted voting rights.

And such a setting is doomed, in the board of directors with absolute control of Qiandu, if any capital and manufacturer wants to carry out a hostile takeover, it will immediately switch from B shares to A shares, so unless Mr. Huang, the founder and CEO and major shareholder of Qiandu, wants to sell 25% of his shares, no one can take Qiandu from him.

Of course, this is only theoretical, if Zhang Xiaojian is willing to pay more than he can imagine to acquire Qiandu, Qiandu is not monolithic.

But Zhang Xiaojian obviously won't pay a high price to do this.

Because he didn't want to give a dime to this gang of dogecoin who could already enjoy life but were still enjoying human blood steamed buns.

Then there is only the second option left, to defeat the thousand degrees yourself.

It's something worth doing, and thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian has already quickly sketched out what his ideal search engine should look like.

To this end, he consulted Luo Yu.

Luo Yu was also stupid: "It's not difficult to make a search engine, the key is that user habits are difficult to change, and it is extremely difficult." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was not in a hurry to let Luo Yu put this matter on the agenda: "I'll talk about this later, and I'll think about it again." ”

Then he made a phone call to Luo Tengfei and asked if the marketing account had done a good job of collecting evidence for spreading rumors that his relatives had died and were seriously ill.

These are two things, but one can't be let go, these dogecoins, are also essentially no different from Qiandu, we need to be responsible for the media to speak, and the rumors that are not responsible are nothing more than because of the high cost of putting into the law, and many people have to get by.

But the high cost is not an obstacle here for Zhang Xiaojian.

Luo Tengfei's reply was that everything had been done, and he quickly sent a full-screen screenshot of the rumor-mongering marketing account to Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian's mobile phone has been ringing non-stop.... For this reason, he had to mute, went up to the second floor with Mozhu, sat down in front of the computer and began... Some tedious editing and tidying.

Because of the rumors about his family's marketing account, how old are 211 people....

This big single Zhang Xiaojian was given to the original Yan Ci where the law firm was, and when twelve o'clock came, Zhang Xiaojian posted a blog - the evidence is collected, the following is the list of marketing accounts that spread rumors about my family this time, don't run any of them.

Below the text is an image listing the IDs of more than 200 marketing accounts.

Another picture is a large stack of lawyer's letters written by law firms that have worked overtime overnight.

- Wholesale Lawyer's Letter... Kneel for Mr. Zhang.

- If I were Mr. Zhang, I would do the same, obviously I just said that I was cheated by a thousand degrees, and all kinds of rumors created by the marketing account are flying all over the sky.

- The most annoying thing is that Mr. Zhang's family is dead, or the group that is seriously ill in the ICU, these dogecoin should have been sanctioned a long time ago.

Almost instantly, there were more than 10,000 comments under this Weibo.

Luo Tengfei's marketing account began to forward at the same time, and Mr. Zhang wholesaled the lawyer's letter.. This funny entry has also been on the hot search again.

It's just that there can never be only one voice in this world.

While Zhang Xiaojian refuted the rumors, he also reminded countless users who were miserable because of Qiandu to a sad reality.

The ID username is silent, and the person who is silent is the sailor who privately messaged Zhang Xiaojian who was cheated by circumcision - I've seen this operation, shift focus, calm anger... And then...

The ID user name is a sailor of Jia Carrier, leave a reply - and then wait for the heat to disappear, there will be nothing to do with Qiandu, Mr. Zhang.. I can't mess with a thousand degrees, I can understand.

——I was really a fan of Mr. Zhang, but now it seems... Let's turn around.

- Upstairs, this is the reality, Mr. Zhang's family is fine, can they offend Qiandu for your group of sailors?

——The persimmon picks the soft pinch, and Mr. Zhang interprets it perfectly.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't read these messages at all, Ye Mozhu had already opened a brand new WORD document in front of the computer.

The lights in the room had all been turned off, Zhang Xiaojian walked behind her by the moonlight, and after seven steps, he didn't make a poem, but looked at the pretty face reflected on the computer screen and said, "You look so good." ”

Ye Mozhu: "...... Isn't this the time to make a slap, didn't you say to record your inspiration?"

Zhang Xiaojian coughed, frowned, walked seven more steps, and once again failed to become a poem: "I think a comfortable bed can make me inspired, let's go to bed and talk...."