Station owner? Station Master!

Who is the owner of this station, how did Feiyi contact him, and why did he say that the netizens who registered this website were so obedient.

Problems followed. Feiyi is not in a hurry, and the problems are sorted out one by one in an orderly manner.

Wang Zhize, a reporter for Times newspapers, the son of the deputy mayor, and a die-hard fan of Liu Bingqing.

Bingqing handed over his business card to Feiyi, and Feiyi naturally got to know him.

Netizens who register on Bingqing's website must first express their determination and never say a bad word about Bingqing on the website, including off-site. Otherwise, once discovered, his basic personal information will definitely be put on the headline of the website. Accept all attacks from other fans.

In order to prevent black fans from maliciously entering and ruining the atmosphere of the website.

In addition, his own identity is very dazzling, and he can easily get anyone's information. There have been two or three black fans on the website. He carefully and carefully listed their home addresses and workplaces at the top of the website. Then their lives were never at peace.

There have also been cases where people have reported the website, and after that, their daily lives have become busier, and after that, the website has become much more harmonious and quiet......

After listening to Feiyi's words, Bingqing lowered her head and bit her fingers, she was thinking about something very devotedly.

During the low period of his life, there is such a person who has been working silently and managing those loyal and few fans for himself.

It's true that it's not moving.

After dinner, Bingqing was thinking when she washed her face, thinking when she brushed her teeth, and thinking when she lay on the bed after taking a shower.

Forget it, I don't want to, I'll call tomorrow and invite him to dinner.

Feiyi made breakfast and went out early in the morning. said that Li Lujing's old parents were coming today, and she helped him buy a house and other things in the city in accordance with Lawyer Li's last wishes, and handed over the money to his parents.

His wife remarried, and his son was raised by his old parents, who had no financial resources. In order to save more money, he sold his corneas, bone marrow, and kidneys, and the hospital didn't want it, so he gave up.

There was no funeral, no relatives and friends, just Fei Yi and his parents. His parents prepared to take his urn back to his hometown and bury it in the soil. His son was in school and did not come, so Feiyi bought some books for his parents, hoping that the child could study hard.

"What's the use of reading so many books? Like his dad? "The old parents cried and cried. Feiyi lowered his head and did not speak.

――――Bingqing here――――

Bingqing picked up Feiyi's business card on the dining table, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed the phone.

It's the weekend, so he probably didn't go to work.

Bingqing pressed the speakerphone, and the sound of Didi on the phone stopped, and the sound of water mixed with the sound of men and women playing and slapping was heard.

"Hey, hello, what's the matter?" A reporter's usual polite and inquiring tone.

"Hello." Bingqing's nice voice said lightly.

The other end of the line was quiet for a few seconds, and then said, "Hello, who are you?" How can I help? This time, his voice was a little uncertain, and he didn't seem to have the confidence to speak just now.

"I'm Liu Bingqing." Bingqing introduced herself very skillfully.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and then there was a "beep" sound of the phone hanging up.

Bingqing looked at the mobile phone screen that ended the call, what does this mean? Hung up on her? How dare you hang up on her!

He must have been too excited to press the wrong button. Bingqing dialed the phone again, but this time the speed increased significantly, and her face became a little ugly, and she dared to hang up her phone.

After a few seconds of silence, a very official female voice sounded: "I'm sorry, the phone you made is turned off." Sorry......" Bingqing simply hung up the phone.

Still shutting down? Don't tell me that the phone is out of power, it's not out of power in the morning, it's not out of power in the evening, but it's out of power at this time!

How dare you hang up on her!