"So what if she did?" Little Wei said in disdain, "We've already given her the money anyway. Let her be happy."
"But you shouldn't have scolded her." Huang Guoyu panicked. "We're a public company after all. You're the boss and a public figure. You can't …"
He couldn't find the right words to describe it. He saw that Pinsong and Wang Ziwen's Weibo posts were all for the sake of "Driving a tractor and singing folk songs". The content was unsightly and was basically a bunch of hooligans cursing.
What a disgrace!
How was this the behavior of a billionaire?
How embarrassing!
Little Wei buried her head in thought and nodded. "You're right. It's not a good idea."
"Yes, of course." Huang Guoyu breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to another Weibo post. "Shi Lang is our first-class supplier and we've always had a good relationship.
It's better to save each other some face. "
However, Little Wei said, "We still have to scold him. You can announce to him that our partnership ends here."
Sitting in his seat, his hand moved the mouse. Weibo was not as laggy as before and seemed to have returned to normal.
He read through Wang Ziwen and Pinsong's Weibo from start to finish. It was best not to repeat things like scolding people. He decided to write something new.
"I'm f * cking b * stard. Hit me … I was born with a low IQ …" Under Huang Guoyu's incredulous gaze, Little Wei tagged everyone who had scolded "Driving a tractor and singing folk songs". After posting it, she even said to him proudly, "Look, not a single dirty word."
However, what made him curious was that there was only one Weibo user that Little Wei did not tag but received a separate comment.
He took a look at the Weibo post. "Blackout for life, this is America — the greatness of a sparrow. A sparrow was entangled in a 50-kilovolt high voltage power line. Its shriek caught the attention of passersby. They called the police and the police reported it to the White House. The president made a decision within half an hour and sent a private plane to crash into the main power line in Washington, causing a blackout across the country. Rescuers spent half an hour to save the sparrow.
The great nation will stop for any little life!
Sparrows fly high! "
As he watched, he smiled.
Then, he saw Little Wei comment. "Idiot, are you bullying me because I'm uneducated?"
Huang Guoyu could not help but laugh.
Within a few minutes, Little Wei's comment section was filled with activity.
The first to react were his companies, but they only dared to silently like it. No one dared to go crazy with it.
Ten minutes later, there were over 10,000 comments in the comment section.
Inside the Weibo company, when Chief Lang heard that the company's server had returned to normal, he finally sat down in his chair. Just as he was about to rest and drink a cup of tea, an employee rushed in and said, "It crashed, it crashed … It crashed again …"
"What collapse again?" President Lang's heart turned cold again.
The employee said, "The server crashed …"
"Then hurry up and fix it!" President Lang roared angrily. He looked at the time. It was eight o 'clock. He did not know if he could get off work normally. In an hour, the server had crashed three times!
What kind of f * cking life was this!
With trembling hands, he held the mouse and refreshed the webpage. Although the loading speed was extremely slow, he still waited patiently until it finished loading.
There were no pictures on the webpage, and only half of it was displayed. However, he still quickly understood what was going on. He definitely did not expect Little Wei to join this scolding battle!
This was also a big V with millions of traffic. Its subsidiary, Jingmei Electronics, was the largest home appliance retail chain in China. It had a total of 1,089 stores, covering 256 cities in the country. At the same time, there were dozens of unlisted companies.
Therefore, it was only right that the website was down! He had to admit it even with tears in his eyes!
After a while, the staff walked in and told him that the network was back to normal. He nodded happily.
However, in less than ten minutes, the staff came to tell him that the website crashed again.
He was already used to it. Now, he was just curious as to what kind of god had come out to cause trouble again.
When he was told that it was China's entertainment tycoon, Su Ming, who had come out to speak, he was extremely shocked.
About ten minutes later, he was told that the network had returned to normal again. He was not surprised. He had a hunch that it would still crash. He immediately opened Su Ming's Weibo.
"How many years has it been since the Japanese surrendered? Why are there still traitors?"
Similarly, he tagged everyone who had been scolded by "Driving a tractor and singing folk songs".
Just as he was about to open the comments section, he realized that it had crashed again. This time, he was not angry or excited. It was as if he was secretly happy that he had foresight.
Perhaps it was because he had experience, the speed at which Weibo recovered was unexpectedly fast.
However, when he opened it again, he realized that it was filled with smoke and people were in a mess.
Pan Jun, one of the four princes of Beijing, the son of the logistics tycoon, Pan Song, who had tens of millions of fans, was also involved.
Then, he scrolled down. The chairman of the board of directors of China's food and beverage giant, Zhou Ping, the chairman of the board of directors of Dida Group, Guo Dongyun, the chairman of the board of directors of Golden Deer Group, Yu Dehua …
The more he scrolled down, the more shocked he became. 'Heavens, earth, what day is it today?
Are China's business tycoons holding an annual meeting on Weibo?
In just two hours, nearly 30 domestic and foreign entrepreneurs had sent messages on Weibo!
Without exception, they all reposted the Weibo post of "Driving a tractor and singing folk songs". As for the contents of the comments, they were not as exaggerated as Pinsong and the others. However, when he saw their comments, Chief Lang still burst out laughing.
A big V sent a message with a picture. "The rapeseed oil brought back from Spain is really a gift. Stay away from the gutter oil."
"According to the picture, it belongs to our company. Thank you for your love. Our company will carry on the past and forge ahead with the strategy of going global." The person who replied was the chairman of the board of directors of the Zibo Group, Jin Lin. Her legendary story had once been broadcast on the financial channel of Central TV.
She had turned a state-owned enterprise that was on the verge of bankruptcy into a large enterprise with a market value of 100 billion yuan. The four sand abrasives had become the Zibo Group. Its industries spanned abrasives, machinery, and agriculture.
The more Chief Lang read, the more he found it funny. An emotional leader posted, "There are more than 2,000 parking spaces in the Nokia headquarters in Finland. People who arrive early always park their cars far away from the office building every day. Q: Are your parking spaces fixed? They answered, "We arrived earlier, so we have time to walk more. Colleagues who arrive late might be late and need to park their cars closer to the office building. — — When you think more about others, you'll go further on your path. "
Nokia's official Weibo account actually replied, "Isn't it for the convenience of getting off work?"
It was a slap in the face.
Right now, he could only wonder what kind of god "Driving a tractor and singing folk songs" was that it could actually get so many top big shots to protect it!
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