Cao Mu was still staring at the screen of his mobile phone, looking at the report posted by this online media, reading every word carefully, as if he was going to see through it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This report is written decently, and even describes the dialogue between Cao Mu and An Ran and Miss Zhao, most of which are imaginary, but there is still a reason, as if this reporter has been sitting next to him and watching the whole process of the "conflict" between the two sides.

Looking at the source of this article, it is really a completely unknown online media, and it has really lost the moral bottom line that a media person should abide by.

Netizens think that the wind is rain, seeing that this article completely depicts Qiuhe Studio as a domineering, domineering, and completely unreasonable work unit, Miss Zhao is a weak woman in the ancient three-word and two-beat novels, suffering from bullying, such the shaping of the image of the weak completely inspired the sympathy of netizens, and they all became keyboard warriors, and they couldn't wait to pull Chen Jingran and Chen Jingran's two agents in front of him to peel skin and cramp, and eat the meat.

"I think we fell into a bureau, and what I can't be sure now is whether this Miss Zhao touched the porcelain on the spot, or if there is some master behind it. After thinking about it for a long time, Cao Mu finally gave his own judgment.

"Wouldn't it?" As soon as An Ran heard such a judgment, he subconsciously felt that it was impossible, because such a person has not seen much dirt in the entertainment industry, and he is still a simple character.

"Hopefully it's not the worst-case scenario, even if there is a master behind the guidance, it will be difficult for us to find him out, and what we have to do now is to quickly settle the matter in front of us. ”

In the home of that Miss Zhao, Zhao Rumeng was looking around to see if there was anyone outside her house, looking flustered. "Azhuo, is there really no problem for us to do this?"

"It's going to be fine. A strange man walked in from outside the house, "Don't worry, we will only do this once, you take the money, I get the name, there is no risk." ”

Seeing that Zhao Rumeng still couldn't let go, the strange man continued to persuade: "Think about it, as soon as they open their mouths, it will be 200,000, and when they come for the second time, I estimate that they will give at least 500,000, at this time, we will accept it when we see it, agree to their request, and help their artists restore their reputation, aren't you thinking about saving your mother?"

"But I don't think they're coming. ”

The strange man Ah Zhuo gently hugged Zhao Rumeng and gently stroked Zhao Rumeng's hair with his hand, "No, you have to trust your boyfriend." ”

In a university in S City, a counselor was chatting with his colleagues, "The photos of this college student who fell into the water have been spread all over the Internet, although there is a mosaic, but at a glance it can still be seen that it is a student of our college." ”

"Is it impossible? I asked the class leaders to go down to check that day, and they all said that there was no shortage of people, and no one of the classmates had an accident in the past few days!"

"I'm not talking about undergraduates, I'm talking about PhD students!"

"Hmm? How do you know. ”

The counselor, who claimed to know that he was a doctoral student, attached himself to his colleague's ear and whispered, "You know that the dean of our college has a short temper, when I came to work that day, I heard the dean training people, and then I saw a crying female student running out, I looked at it a few more times, and I had an impression, and then I saw these photos on the Internet, isn't it the girl who fell into the water?"

"What, you don't mean to say that our dean has some ulterior relationship with that female student, right?"

"This is what you said, not what I said, you think, people who have reached the level of the head of the first academy, who will have nothing to do to be a doctoral supervisor, what doctoral students to accept, and they haven't been accepted in the past few years, just last year they accepted two doctoral students, a man and a woman, I think there are ghosts. ”

However, I heard that before the dean became the dean, he was a master's supervisor and a doctoral supervisor, and he was very strict with his students, and it may be that the doctoral student's dissertation results did not meet the dean's wishes, and he was severely criticized by the dean, and the female student's psychological tolerance was weaker, so it is possible to be scolded and cried. ”

"Okay, you know a little more than me, isn't it said on the Internet that the girl had an accident because of chasing stars? I think this statement is also false, the day she fell into the water happened to be the day I saw her being scolded and crying, and then this female student who is already twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and will chase stars, it feels very strange!"

"You mean that girl can't think of it, and she jumps the river by herself?"

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door, "Two counselors, you haven't sent me the final work report yet, what are you doing, chatting?" interrupted the conversation between the two men.

"Okay, Mr. Huang, we'll hand it in right away, we'll hand it in right away, I'm done writing it, I just didn't send it. ”

Back in the restaurant, Cao Mu's brows were still tightly locked, "Let's make a small statement first to deny the content of this report." ”

An Ran quickly took out the tablet, logged in to the studio's Weibo account, snapped, and quickly prepared a statement, which roughly means that the agent and the assistant went to comfort the person who fell into the water under the entrustment of the artist, the atmosphere was cordial and friendly, and there was no tension as mentioned in the report, and the picture used was also the scene of Miss Zhao sending the two out of the house, and there was no quarrel and unpleasantness. There are a few other clichés that can be sent out with a single click.

Netizens didn't buy it when they saw this article, what, we have to wait for your official statement, not to say these innocuous words, especially last night when Chen Jingran appeared on the Bund and saw the person in the water fall into the water and left in a panic to explain, not waiting for you to come here to fight fakes.

"Blur the focus, you Qiuhe Studio think that this matter will be over after a fool, right? Our netizens just don't let this matter fool you, and we must apologize. ”

"After the artist becomes popular, it is rare to play a big name without a little cultivation like this, do you Qiuhe want to say 'rare and weird'!"

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Compared with last night's comments, it is obvious that the water army has guided less in it, and many of them are spontaneously abused and boycotted by netizens, and the water army group is also highly intelligent, and when they saw that netizens had been instigated by themselves, they retreated.

An Ran is now almost able to stop his heart in the face of these netizens' irrationality, let him scold, see how long he can scold, if he can't even bear a little abuse, it's better not to mix in the entertainment industry.

"Xiao Xiao called again, I'll take it. ”

Xiao Xiao on the other end of the phone was extremely excited, as if Columbus had discovered a new world, "An Ran, there has been a major progress on my side, I quietly touched a few accounts of Miss Zhao, and saw that she posted a lot of moments and talks in the circle of friends and QQ space expressing the idea of wanting to commit suicide, I think our boss can get rid of the relationship with such a." ”

When An Ran heard it, he also figured out the key to it, if he had the idea of suicide, wouldn't it mean that the reason why the person who fell into the water was probably that he couldn't think about it alone? In this way, it really has nothing to do with Chen Jingran.

After telling Cao Mu the good news, Cao Mu quickly deployed, completely reversed the wind direction on the Internet, and taught these irrational netizens and keyboard warriors a lesson on what is called "plot reversal", and slapped these guys in the face.

"Miss Zhao, who is suspected of falling into the water, sent a message to break the news, it turns out that you are such a Miss Zhao, and you are a person who can't think of it, and you still want to pull a cushion before you die, so I'll do it. This marketing account is also accompanied by a lot of screenshots of Miss Zhao's WeChat Moments and QQ Moments posted in the Moments and QQ space, and some of them are coded.

Although I knew that the marketing account was issued, but as soon as it was passed on to ten, ten to hundred, many netizens were reversed and began to scold this Miss Zhao who touched porcelain.