God of Life

Wang Shen Niu Bian!

I swiped the screen again.

The heat exploded, and there was a lot of discussion.

True·Speak out the way!

[I suddenly learned that Wang Shen should be more than the rich second generation...]

[No one does not know until now, right?Wang Shao’s real name is Wang Yan, a certain founding president Wang’s second room eldest grandson, his father did not work, but the uncle, you can look for it on the TV...]

[Fuck!Really upstairs?!

["Hello everyone, I am Wang Fugui, for the rich and unkind, the unspeakable words"-Wang Shen's first Weibo]

[Real hammer!Very terrifying Wang Shen...]

[Wang Yan’s high school classmates tell you in person, yes, Wang Yan’s family is indeed super low-key and super rich]

[Hey!The little brother or the little sister upstairs is going to take a photo!

fast!Human flesh human flesh!

[You are not crazy, many waves of people have not released photos of Wang Shen, do you think you don’t want it?Don't dare to be alright!

[Can someone describe it?Is Wang Shenshuai handsome?

[Handsome Jill!Chasing girls all depends on money, and you can’t even lick them!——Pure Dripping Dragon.

impossible!I do not believe!I can do those magic eyes!

[L Weilong?Your number is gone.

Pure Dripping Dragon: w(Д)w!It's not me, don't talk nonsense!

After being disturbed for many days, the heat kept going up and down, and finally someone picked out Wang Yan's real name.

It should be said, as expected.

Whether it's high school, college, or society, many people know Wang Yan's identity as a car god, and it is impossible to keep it secret.

There are dozens of black stickers made by Huang Yiqian alone.

However, all kinds of news, true and false, are mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish.

The only thing that can be determined now is the real name Wang Yan, the rest is unknown.

As for the photos...

That's not true.

Since Wang Yan got the system, he has paid special attention to protecting his image. He never accepts group photos of girls, and hides when he can take pictures in groups.

At present, in several videos released on the Internet, such as those two races, the young and old always wear helmets.

Otherwise, it is similar to the monitoring in the MYST nightclub, vision + cap, nothing can be seen.

There is a close-up video of Wang Yan in Modutai, but it has been deleted by Wei Cheng's father.

After that, as long as the effort is spent on maintenance, the mystery can be maintained.

The advantage is freedom, but the disadvantage is random speculation on the Internet—in fact, it doesn't hurt much.

Among the indistinguishable and confusing information, Wang Yan's image is becoming more and more mysterious, and mystery in many cases means powerful and topical.

The speculation that talks about it is also hot, right?

The crooked building was finally pulled back gradually, and netizens began to discuss legislative issues.

Most of the neutral passers-by are supportive, and the navy is too annoying, especially those who collect foreign money, can control it, and even arrest them and sentence them, it is simply very pleasant.

When Wang Shen's prestige continued to UPUP, Cheng Laoba was almost insane.

"Fuck Nima's yellow dog, the wooden basket is beeping!"

Cheng Laoba went back and forth in the studio, yelling.

The little brother is a little puzzled: "Brother, why are you panicking? Even if the legislation can be achieved, how can it be so fast? No matter what!"

It is true in theory, but Cheng Laoba has his own reason.

"You know a hammer!"

After a violent curse, he started talking.

"Am I afraid of legislation? What I am afraid of is the current trend!"

"what?!"

"Silly beep!"

Cheng Laoba was completely desperate for his younger brother's sensitivity, and slapped his head back with his hand.

"No matter how fast the legislation is, it will be the year after tomorrow. When the time comes, it will be a big deal and I will definitely not be able to catch up with Starling.

But is the question now about legislation?

What I fear most...

It's the heat of TM!

It's the background of that bastard TM Wang Yan!

It's the general trend that TM speaks out the law!"

(⊙ˍ⊙)

What a barren trend, what can it affect us?!

The little brother still didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask.

Cheng was so angry that he turned around and flipped through the tin cabinet, flipping out the two documents, and threw them over according to the younger brother.

"Come, read it to me!"

The younger brother picked up the file dumbfounded and wronged, and started to read it with a stubborn streak.

"Regarding the handling of criminal cases such as the use of information networks... the implementation of defamation, uh, the interpretation of several issues concerning the application of the law...

Regarding the trial of civil disputes and cases involving the use of information networks...

Brother, what do you mean?Don’t you know that my junior high school graduated..."

Cheng Laoba was still exploding and continued to scold.

"Think about how you move your pig's brain!

Regarding our business, there was originally no clear legal basis as a basis, only the "Interpretation" promulgated by the Supreme Law in 2013 and the "Regulations" promulgated in 2014.

The basic issues of compensation for infringement, division of liability, fault determination, and sentencing standards have been initially clarified.

But basically no one is caught and no one cares, why?

This is because at most we rely on the crime of illegal business operations. It is not easy to catch and fight if we were in our business, and it is not a big case if we force it.

What now?!

Suppose the GA in any place has a look: Damn, the people all over the country are spraying the water army, or else, let's grab a wave of political achievements, right?

Follow the vine to touch us, will you die?"

The little brother gave a violent excitement and understood.

"That's not the case! I can please the leaders, the people, and the young man Wang... Can't help but stare at our family?! Oh my god, fortunately we are cautious..."

Cheng Laoba sneered: "If there is a strong lead, more cooperation, and special attention to our line, is there a feather that is not easy to grasp? Be cautious in front of the serious state machine!"

"Brother, what should I do?"

The little brother was shocked.

In the final analysis, he is a scumbag. There is no way to be bold and vicious, and there is still awe.

In fact, Cheng Laoba had made a decision long ago, but he was not reconciled, so he kept cursing his mother.

"What to do? Run!"

"Ah?!" The little brother was stunned again, "Just throw everything away?! The family that we have finally worked hard..."

"This wave of going in, can't stop it for three to five years! It's dead, do you want the family to be barren?!"

Cheng Laoba kicked over a table, hated and afraid.

"We can't afford to offend the surname Wang. The general situation is not good now. There may be many big shots waiting to catch us and serve the people. We can't stay in China. Let's go immediately and go to Nanyue!"

"The studio... shall we continue to work abroad? The team that we finally got together..."

"What do you do, what do you do?! Cut it all off, wait for the wind to pass! The editor of the magic city is going in, how old are we?"

Cheng Laoba is really determined, and the little brother is reluctant to make a profit, he is willing.

"Grass! Really TMD..."

The little brother gritted his teeth and cursed, and suddenly hated Huang Yiqian, "I'm so sorry for the yellow dog!"

Cheng Laoba grinned and sneered: "Don't worry, that grandson won't be cheap!"

He took out his cell phone and took a deep breath repeatedly. The moment the number was broadcast, his face suddenly became slick and flattering.

"Hello? Young Master Huang?"

Huang Yiqian was still recovering from his injuries at home and did not dare to turn on the computer for fear that his mentality would explode again.

Seeing Cheng Lao Ba's call, he picked it up: "Lao Ba, what good news?"

"That's for sure! Where else would I dare to disturb you?"

"Oh?" Huang Yixuan lifted up and sat up in shock, dying, "Quickly talk about it!"

"Is such that……"

The voice of the youngest became more and more enthusiastic and a little bit passionate.

"On my side, I personally contacted more than a dozen part-time college students, all majoring in economics. We brought a rhythm in the group and tried the style. Most people are particularly disgusted with that dog's remarks!

Now, as long as we are willing to pay, those students will definitely be willing to post criticism!

In addition, I have connected with a few large organizations here. Those who do are economic and social review official account matrices. There are almost two to three thousand big Vs, many well-known scholars, and countless public accounts.

If you want to cooperate, um, within three days, I guarantee that it will be overwhelmingly black!"

Nourish!

A shot of blood rushed to Huang Yiqi's forehead instantly, and the sky was red with excitement.

"Are you sure you can make it?"

"Of course!" Cheng Laoba slapped his chest with vows.

However, Huang Yiqin's suspicious nature still makes him doubtful.

"Then why can't your own navy? Your account is not more than those students?!"

"Hurt! Can that be the same? My son Huang!"

The old man wronged Bala's defense.

"The part-time workers under me are just fine with the rhythm, and if they get a little bit of professional stuff, they will be blind!

The problem now is that people who don’t have dry goods can no longer play with dogs, and netizens are not stupid.

Only those high-achieving students studying economics can form a real wave of professionalism and hold public opinion in our hands.

It's not that I don't want to deal with it by myself. How good is it to make all the money by myself?

The question is, who is admitted to the economics major of a prestigious school, but also comes out as a navy?

I can't do it myself!"

Makes sense?

Huang Yixuan thought for a while, and then asked, "According to you, why are they willing to be naval forces now?"

Cheng Lao Ba opened his mouth: "Now it is not purely for money! Disgusting dog dogs is the main reason, giving money is only a driving force, just at the level of those students, a well-founded post, there is no 100 It’s bucks, I’m the one who cares about it!"

Hearing the word "money", Huang Yiqing became more sensitive.

"Then how much does this wave cost?"

"In the economic matrix, the package price is 8 million, which is cheaper for students. If you focus on forums such as Douban, Bihu, Tianya Hupu, 50,000 high-quality posts are enough to slap any opposition!

Coupled with the help of our own people, my brother promises you that within a week, the dog will settle on the stinky street!"

"I'm going to your uncle!"

Huang Yiqian opened his mouth to curse, a purely subconscious reaction.

"You think I can print money?! 13 million?! Why don't you grab it?!"

How can it be so fast...

Cheng Laoba muttered in his heart, feeling wronged.

"Young Master Huang, if you want to pull it down, how can you scold someone? I told you to refund the money before. You don't do it. Now that I contact a good person, you don't do it... So what do you want?"

"amount……"

Huang Yiqin was choked for a while, and quickly decided that he was unreasonable.

"Anyway, the price is too ridiculous. You used so much money from me before. How effective is it?!"

"What a good effect! Everywhere is at least a tie now. With so many fans, is it easy for me?"

"This price is impossible anyway!"

Huang Yiqian was determined.

Want my life?

That won't work!

However, Cheng Laoba didn't care about what Huang Yiqian said. He took the mentality of Lao Huang to death, and directly acted like a broken jar.

"Then please be smart! Anyway, now the two Professor Zhang have turned off, I watched the wind direction is wrong, just in time, let's stop!"

"grass!"

Huang Yiqian was anxious.

"Aren't you stupid?! At least you are evenly matched now. Dozens of professors are grabbing Wang Gou and cursing, you can't see? Those two professors are not talking now, maybe they are holding something, are you shrinking now?!"

Cheng Laoba hard top: "I don't understand those things in the academic world, I only know that Wang Shao's background is too good, and the professor has been convinced!"

Huang Yiqiang roared back violently: "He is a beep from the background!"

Cheng Lao Bayi's sentence is right in the middle of Huang Yixian's fate.

Old Huang felt like a mirror in his heart, and all the generals' grandsons on the Internet were nonsense. Wang Yan was just taking advantage of the momentum to buzz and pull the flag.

From the background of those professors, would you be afraid of Wang Yan?

Nonsense!

This judgment is correct, no one is "afraid" of Wang Yan.

As a matter of fact, there is no question of whether or not to be afraid.

The possibility of being guilty of words is basically non-existent. Everyone is fighting for a recognition, the public’s recognition, the upper-level recognition, and it is hard to get the recognition of individual capital.

Even this is not something that can be affected by one or two confrontations, one or two years of victory.

Looking into the distance, the struggle will last at least 10 years and 20 years.

However, at Huang Yiqian's level, he is not qualified to understand the undercurrent of the upper strata.

In his opinion, this is just an ordinary Internet hotspot, with dozens or hundreds of them appearing every year, which is not unusual.

What new classics and old classics have something to do with us?

Let alone a layman who doesn't understand economics, even a master of economics may not be able to realize the core contradiction.

Therefore, Huang Yixuan was particularly angry.

Do you know a few second generations. Some people help to cleanse the whites, and some help to preach, and they pretend to be like princes and grandsons, deceiving silly netizens and deceiving me?!

"Don't persuade you! Really! Let me tell you that Wang Yan's family has no background, just a nouveau riche! Now seeing the situation is anxious, you can use whatever method you have, let's discuss money matters, okay?"

Huang Yiqian persuaded with all his heart, for fear that he would become the eldest son.

Cheng Laoba sneered.

I know that kid has no background, but he holds the general situation, do I need a background to clean up?Stupid Beep will continue to fight with you!

Think about it, play and play.

Cheng Laoba showed that kind of hesitation perfectly: "Are you sure? It's spread online now..."

"Pass a papa!"

Huang Yiqian interrupted violently: "How many black material rumors I have spread, you don't know?"

"Well..."

Seeing that the fire was enough, the old man finally reluctantly responded.

"Then I will continue to do it. Don't cut the price. I will pass the matrix information and quotation to you immediately, and you can find out by yourself! It's not the old bastard that I want money. Really, if the money is not in place, people really won't accept it. !"

Matrix data, quotations, etc., are naturally true.

After studying for a long time, Huang Yiqin asked someone to ask, but he didn't find any problems, and then he started to grind the price with Cheng Laoba.

"The landlord has no surplus food!"

Cry poor.

Weeping with sincerity.

Cheng Laoba started to bite to death and did not let go, and then slowly lowered it a little bit, and then worked hard to smash down the specific number of fans of the official account, the number of posts, and the content standards, as if he wanted to earn more.

At the end of the fight, Huang Yixuan gritted his teeth and accepted 10 million.

"That's the price! And I can only give you 7 million for the first payment, and the remaining 3 million will be paid after the end, which is considered the final payment."

Although Cheng Laoba wanted to scrape out a little bit more, Huang Yixuan actually had no money.

"Now I will show you the screenshots of the online banking of each of my cards! I have to put together a credit card for this 7 million!"

Kakaka, seven or eight screenshots were posted. There are more than 3 million in the CCB card, and the rest are fragmentary. Only the black card of China Merchants Bank has a credit line of 1.5 million.

Cheng Lao Ba believes.

But I was puzzled: "Young Master Huang, this is not like you..."

Huang Yiqian almost didn't vomit blood.

Grandson, do you know how much money I have paid for this?!

Easier said than done!

There was anger in his stomach, and he felt flustered, Huang Yiqian finally threatened.

"I'm the old bachelor, I can tell you the ugly thing first. If the effect is not as you said, then you should not mix in the rivers and lakes in the future. I dare not kill you. I will give you a kid. Simple! "

"You can rest assured to watch!"

Cheng Laoba slapped his chest, and immediately spit out the corner of the wall when he hung up the phone.

"I'm pooh! Stupid beep, are you paralyzed? Your father, my golden basin is washing my hands!"

The little brother came up with bright eyes: "Brother, it's done?"

"It's done!"

Cheng Laoba smiled triumphantly, then slapped the little brother on the back of his head with a backhand.

"Go! Pack your things and book a plane ticket! Brother will take you to squint for a while, and then let's change our way!"

"Good Le!"

When the little brother ran away, Cheng Laoba took out his phone again, turned off the recording, and uploaded the backup.

Mind that it is useless in theory, Huang Yiqian should be crazy.

But who knows?