"What kind of song gods are the sunspots, haha, why don't you search the good listening square, catch a few malicious comments and start blacking, do you know how hard we work Xiaori, he was still catching a cold that day, it's already very good to be able to do this, okay!"

"He's not even eighteen yet, please give him a little room to improve."

"No matter how dark it is, our small crack is also a hundred times the actual performance of the data, and it beats your family, hehe."

"Let's take a look at the video of the passerby, he turned on the microphone and sang very well."

"Although Jiu Lan Crack is not the best singer, he is attentive, this is enough, everyone's singing style and style are different, I hope everyone understands him more, Xiao Crack has been improving."

"The job black takes money to do things, what we fans have to do is not to give heat and focus on ourselves."

……

Therefore, in less than half a day, fans deleted the comments scolded by passers-by, frantically reported all kinds of black videos, and even the squares and major marketing account posts were cleaned, all of which praised Amway.

Qiao Siyi also used public relations to delete comments and delete related hot searches, and in less than half a day, all hot searches have completely disappeared from the Weibo list......

Settle down.

In the living room, the two old men were chatting while drinking tea, and when they heard the doorbell ringing at the door, Han's mother ran over and said happily: "Little Master Jiulan is here!" ”

Hearing this, Jiulan Changqing, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately put down the teacup in his hand, raised his hand and straightened his clothes.

Everyone sitting on the mahogany sofa looked out.

A short time later, a teenager walked in.

"Xiao Crack, here, sit down!" Li Yin beckoned with a smile and instructed Mama Han, "Mama Han, go and bring a drink." ”

"Huh."

"What did you call me back?" After Jiulan Crack sat down, he asked directly.

His hair has turned back to black, he still has a handsome messy face, his voice is faint when he raises his eyes, and he is unruly in his bones.

Jiulan Changqing watched his grandson sit down with a smile on his face before he said with a smile: "Xiao Crack, what did Grandpa tell you last night, how did you think about it?" ”

“……”

An Zhenhua put down the teacup and glanced at his old friend meaningfully.

Jiu Lan Crack frowned and said, "Grandpa." ”

"Oh...... Okay, okay......" Seeing this, Jiulan Changqing slowly retracted his gaze, looked quite disappointed, stood up, and suddenly shook his body twice in the eyes of everyone.

"Chairman!!"

Before the others could speak, the male secretary next to him quickly supported him.

Everyone stood up in fright.

"Old man Jiulan!"

Jiulan Crack also quickly stood up.

An family was in chaos.

"Uncle, you insist, Mom Han, go and call an ambulance!" Li Yin turned her head and said very anxiously to Mother Han, who came over.

"Oh...... Oh good! ”

Han's mother seemed to be frightened, nodded again and again, put down the cup and turned around to make a call.

"Chairman, you must hold on! If something happens to you, what should you do with so many employees up and down the company, and the young master......"

The male secretary supported Jiulan Changqing, and shouted with an exaggerated expression of exaggeration and sadness, his tone was like a singing opera in Peking Opera.

Jiulan Changqing opened his eyes, looked at the young man not far away very "weakly", and said slowly: "Xiao Crack, grandpa's only wish in this life is to ......"