Chapter 50: Internet Mobs?

Yu Haisheng sat in front of the computer and typed out the last word, clicked post, and a smile appeared on his face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

If Su Wen saw him, he would definitely recognize the person sitting next to him on the train.

Yu Haisheng and Su Wen have no grudges, but who made him look unpleasant. When Su Wen left, the beauty didn't pay attention to him anymore, which made him even more resentful when he felt that he had lost face, and he didn't care about it when he saw a picture of a monk on the Internet, but he found out that he had a one-sided hatred, and immediately racked his brains to write such a post.

Although I can't treat the other party like this, I can always disgust him.

After the post was posted, I went to the forum homepage to look around, and after ten minutes came back, there were already many replies.

Your ancestor: "Come to the Internet to take a rest, how can you see this kind of living treasure in this world!"

Ermao: "You don't have to be a human to post." ”

ABSOULT: "After reading the landlord's post, I can't tell you what kind of feeling it is, and I feel very bad. I always feel that others artificially divide the rules and regulations, and divide and fragment a kind of love shared by human beings.

Maybe I met the landlord on the way, and said 'hello' to him, he will say a lot of things about him, I shouldn't say hello to him, I don't know his heart, I don't know if he just lost his money and fell out of love, is to ridicule him, laugh at him... You should kick the landlord's asshole. ”

I thought, "You're a fucking bitch, brute." ”

Yu Haisheng saw the reply, and a fire rose from his heart.

"The people downstairs are all untutored guys. ”

"So this country is backward, and European and American countries attach great importance to human rights and faith, and you can never replace the faith of the dead. Everyone's beliefs should be respected. A monk may be a fake monk. ”

This sentence caused even more swearing from others, and even some diving passers-by couldn't look at it, and came out to refute it one by one.

By the evening, the post had been clicked by 15W people and replied by thousands.

After scolding people for a day, Yu Haisheng was also tired, thinking that he would have to go to work tomorrow and no longer entangle with these Internet mobs, but he was scolded by his ancestors for eighteen generations, and he was still unhappy.

But he didn't know that while he was asleep, a poster doxxed his home address, phone number, and workplace.

Li Xiaoran was still indignant after announcing these, how could there be such a brainless person in this world, and it was really not enough for the people to be angry if he didn't peel him out.

Within a minute, Yu Haisheng was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and he didn't look at the phone number in a daze, and when he picked up the phone, there was a violent scolding on the other side. A series of intimate encounters with his eighteenth generation of his ancestors erupted from the other end of the phone.

Yu Haisheng was woken up by a burst of scolding and hung up the phone hatefully. Then another call came in. After five or six in a row, he finally felt wrong. I turned off the phone, turned on the computer, and immediately saw the post on the front page of the forum.

"Damn, these mobs. Yu Haisheng scolded and turned off the computer. I thought I was going to change my phone number.

As for the work address and home address being exposed, he is not worried, he doesn't believe that those people can deliberately come here to find him.

Thinking of Su Wen, there was another itch at the root of his teeth, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been scolded.

……

One city, one upscale neighborhood.

"Husband, you see, this YY is an employee of your company in the end. ”

When a middle-aged man heard this, he immediately leaned in front of the computer, and after a while, his face was cloudy and uncertain. In the afternoon, he already knew about the post of the final YY, and as a Buddhist, he also went up to refute a few words, but was sneered and cursed by the final YY, and his heart was already angry, but he didn't expect it to be an employee of his own company.

Yu Haisheng...... He thought to himself, he had an impression of this young man. Although the work is not very hard, it can be said that it is good to speak and the appearance is not bad, and it can also rank in the top five among the company's sales staff, but I didn't expect it to be the super YY who posted on the Internet.

In particular, his sentence that the country is backward has simply angered almost everyone. Even he, who has always been easy not to get angry, wants to PK in real person.

……

On the second day, Yu Haisheng picked up the mobile phone and wanted to turn it on, but after thinking about it, he forgot it. I just put my phone in my bag and prepared to buy a card to use it first.

"Early. Yu Haisheng greeted everyone when he arrived at the company.

"Mr. Qin asked you to come and go to run a company. A slightly chubby girl at the front desk said to him.

"Do you know what's going on?"

"How would I know. However, looking at Mr. Qin's face, he didn't seem to be very happy. ”

"Thank you, beauty, I invited you to dinner in the evening. Yu Haisheng smiled and expressed his gratitude.

The front desk's eyes lit up when they heard this, for a foodie, it is always happy to have someone invite you to dinner. "Go ahead, don't let Mr. Qin wait. ”

Standing in front of the door of the general manager's office, I checked that there was nothing unsuitable on my body before knocking on the office door.

"Come in. ”

"Mr. Qin, do you have something to do with me?" Yu Haisheng entered the room and saw Mr. Qin's expressionless playing with a pen, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He only looked up when he heard him come in, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to see his heart, which made him a little nervous.

There was silence, the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy, and Yu Haisheng was a little uneasy in his heart.

I began to recall my recent behavior, and I haven't made any mistakes recently? Could it be that the rebate given by the customer was known by Mr. Qin?

Mr. Qin stared at him for a while before he spoke slowly: "I told the finance, you will settle the salary in a while, and then you will not use it." ”

"Why. Yu Haisheng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect to hear such news at all. My sales performance can be ranked in the top five among everyone, no matter how I don't let a sales elite like me leave, right?

The corners of Mr. Qin's mouth hooked, but he felt that he had changed from a usually amiable boss to a devouring monster. "If it weren't for the fact that I'm old and good-tempered, you wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to me. In the end, YY, yes, my small company in a backward country can't afford to support a character like you. Tsk, I really didn't find out that my company still has such a black and white character as you, who doesn't distinguish between good and evil. ”

As for the fact that Qin is always a believer in Buddhism, there is no need to talk to him, in fact, it is the above reason, and I just want him to be an understanding ghost.

Yu Haisheng's face turned pale, but he didn't expect it to be because of his post on the forum yesterday. How could Mr. Qin know? And let a sales elite leave for this matter?

However, seeing Mr. Qin's unkind gaze, he didn't have the courage to say the doubts in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the door of the accounting room.

When he returned home in a daze, as soon as he approached the unit, he saw many people blocking the door of the unit, carefully checking the people entering and leaving. All young people in their twenties.

One of them looked up and saw him flustered for a moment, and then looked happy: "It's him, don't let him run away." He's that super YY. ”

As soon as these words were shouted, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on him at once.

Before he could react, he was surrounded by people.

Then there is a fierce exercise of miserable (happy) eyes (smell) and endure (happy) to see (see).

When the crowd dispersed, he couldn't see his original appearance, and the originally neat suit on his body was torn into strips.

In this country where national honor and centripetal force are unprecedentedly high, if he is just a black monk, although he is scolded, no one will care too much about him. But even if he said that he was lagging behind European and American countries, his fate can be imagined.

"A young man was beaten in reality for posting on the Internet"

The headline of the news contained two almost unrecognizable photographs.