"Third child, your Weibo has been hacked!" Fang Zihao hissed on the phone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What are you blacking me?" Yi Fan was stunned for a moment.

"Log in and take a look, many people are scolding you on Weibo!" Fang Zihao's tone was already too anxious.

"Good. Yi Fan hung up the phone and found the Weibo icon on the desktop of his mobile phone.

The Weibo account was registered by him half a year ago, and he hasn't logged in for several weeks, so he probably forgot the password.

After scrapping all the strength, I finally logged in.

There was a chaotic sound, and countless red dots appeared in the message column, obviously because there were too many unread messages and could no longer be displayed.

"More than 20,000 people, more than 30,000 comments ......"

Yi Fan watched that the numbers were still rising, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

……

Jiangzhou City.

A live broadcast room with a green cloak is full of cameras, and a live broadcast of the current hot "Financial Review" is being broadcast.

The anchor handed the microphone to a middle-aged man with thinning hair next to him, and said suspiciously: "Mr. Wu Dabo, there have been a lot of positive reports about the Sanshengye Group recently, you just said that Mr. Yi Fan of the Sanshengye Group is selling his reputation and reputation? Isn't this a bit too much......

Wu Da***, who was sitting in the middle, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, glanced down at Weibo, which was frantically increasing his followers, and smiled secretly.

Weibo fans have exceeded 300,000!

What Boss Yan said is really good, as long as the price of the three holy leaves is taken out to talk about things, not only can he help Boss Yan suppress Yi Fan, but also improve his popularity in disguise!

The key to commenting on the hottest hot topics at the moment is not to be shocking and endless!

What is white is to be said to be black!

This time, Wu Dabo is about to become the most popular "financial commentator" in the industry!

"Ahem. Wu Dabo sat up straight, his face illuminated by the flashing light was shiny, and he opened his mouth and said: "Everyone who knows a little about finance and economics knows that if a company doesn't make money, it's a hooligan!"

"Think about it, the 'Sansheng Leaf Tumor Capsule', which has been very popular recently, is priced at 10,000 yuan. What is this concept? Buy two iPhones and you can cure tumors and cancer?!"

"What kind of medicine is the Three Holy Leaves? That's a famous precious medicinal material in the history of China!"

"Precious medicinal materials, those are extremely rare, aren't they?"

"Just like ginseng and deer antler velvet, even if the cultivation is expanded, the yield is very limited!"

"Since the production of the Three Holy Leaves is limited, then tell me, what does the Three Holy Leaves Company rely on to make money, and it can't drink the northwest wind, right?" Wu Dabo seemed to be asking the host, but the other party had no chance to speak, so Wu Dabo slapped the table, poured beans and crackled and said:

"In my opinion, the reason why the price of 'Sansheng Ye Tumor Capsule' is so low is nothing more than a gimmick!"

"First use low prices to attract popularity, accumulate everyone's trust in drugs, and then rise to millions to recover costs!"

"I've seen a lot of this kind of marketing in the circle!"

"You said that the one named Yi Fan, isn't it a reputation for fame?" After Wu Dabo finished speaking, he sighed a few times, turned to the camera, and his tone seemed to remind everyone: "A 19-year-old young man has such a heavy vanity, it's really terrifying!"

"Mr. Wu Dabo, Sanshengye Company has still rescued a lot of people, is it a little inappropriate to say that Mr. Yi Fan is selling his reputation and reputation?" the host reminded Wu Dabo.

"What's wrong?!" Wu Dabo slapped the table, with a distressed expression, and gushed endlessly: "You are all deceived by the Three Holy Leaves Company!"

"The low-cost treatment in front of Sanshengye Company is nothing more than advertising!"

"When the propaganda period is over, then we can treat cancer, and then it will not be tens of millions? What is the difference from before?"

"Hmph, I bet that with the production volume of the Three Holy Leaves Company, once the number of patients treated exceeds two thousand, the price will either be raised or closed!" Wu Dabo said with slanted eyes, his tone was unquestionable.

"Mr. Wu Dabo, if Sanshengye Company still doesn't raise the price, what do you say if you lose the bet?" The host committed an occupational disease, and when he heard that someone had made a bet, he couldn't help but want to let the show go down.

"Hmph, I'm going to lose, I'll swallow feces live on your show!" Wu Dabo slapped the table and rolled his eyes!

If it is so inflammatory, it will rise by at least another 2,000 fans!

The popularity of this Weibo is already close to the first-line star!

……

Zhiyuan, Jiangzhou University, 606 dormitory.

"Third child, you're back!" Fang Zihao saw Yi Fan pushing the door in, and immediately said, "Have you read today's Wu Dabo financial commentary?"

"I didn't see it. Yi Fan shook his head, but he had already understood what was going on from his Weibo message.

Today, tens of thousands of Weibo took turns with him, and his remarks were divided into two parts, most of which were some questioning voices about Sanshengye Company and Yi Fan's personal, and the two people even scolded Yi Fan directly in Weibo.

Yi Fan's mobile phone is still vibrating again and again, and the news is continuous.

However, he is not afraid of shadows, Yi Fan doesn't care much about the opinions of these bystanders, and there are a lot of important things waiting for him to do.

What's more, there are still some people on the Internet who support themselves, which shows that the masses still have one eye.

Seeing that Yi Fan was lost in thought, Fang Zihao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said sympathetically, "Third brother, don't worry! I have already bought a two-hundred-yuan navy on Taobao to help you start the war!"

"Huh?!The navy ......" Yi Fan suddenly raised his head.

Could it be that there are only some Weibo users who support him, and it turned out to be Fang Zihao's purchase......

that slot!

This is so painful!

Although Yi Fan doesn't attach much importance to these, public opinion is one-sided, which is not a good thing.

"Wu Dabo?"

Yi Fan once heard Zhong Gao mention that Wu Dabo is a timid and fearful financial commentator, and he generally does not dare to offend people in the industry easily, how can he be abnormal this time?

"Looks like we'll have to find someone to investigate. Yi Fan made up his mind in his heart.

"Hey, my spicy strips!" Fang Zihao suddenly exclaimed, it turned out that the balls had already burrowed into his snack box and were pounding.

Nothing happened overnight.

……

Early the next morning.

Yi Fan received a call from Mu Kexue early in the morning, asking him to go to a farmland in the north.

Not far from the Green Oak Hospital, this farmland is set aside by the government for agricultural land, which is forty or fifty acres, and at a glance, the area is nearly the size of five football fields.

But strangely, the farmland has been built with a two-person high fence, like a huge factory.

The iron gate of the factory was closed, and when I looked through the iron gate, I could vaguely see that it was full of white greenhouses, stretching for miles.

Each greenhouse is supported by a steel frame, three stories high, and pipes extend from the greenhouse to a variety of instruments outside, I don't know what to do.

Yi Fan was wondering.

There was a thud.

The iron door suddenly opened, and two figures appeared, it was Wu Jing and Mu Kexue.

Mu Kexue had two panda eye bags, and when she saw Yi Fan, her face was swept away with exhaustion, and she smiled at Yi Fan, "Welcome to Boss Yi to visit the Mu family's plantation!" (To be continued.) )