Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Chapter 261: Hitting Yourself in the Mouth

After a long time of silence, the whole scene went off!

“Holy shit! This… how is this possible! ”

“This is not Han's Weibo, but Zhao Dayong's? ”

“Really? No! Is this P's? How could Mr. Zhao say that? ”

“This is absolutely impossible! It must be fake! ”

……

Yan Zhengyang, who was still with the old god, had suddenly changed his face. He could brush his face and stood up. He scolded in anger, "Go fly! Are you out of your mind? At least once, the industry called it China's number one entertainment. If you can't dig up the news, you can't even do such a fake thing without regard for professional ethics! It's too ugly to eat! ”

Gao Fei glanced coldly at Yan Zhengyang, “Reporter Yan, you and I are traveling together. Don't you find that ridiculous? What occasion is it today? With so many media friends sitting around, may I tell a lie that could be poked around at any moment?

Well, since this tweet was posted seven years ago, I'm afraid even my client, Mr. Zhao Dayong, has forgotten what he once said on the Internet about exposing his nature, so until now, there has been no destruction?

I've forwarded the original Weibo, so you can check it out on the spot now. Comment on page 7, article 3! ”

When people heard Yan Zhengyang's words, they talked about it again.

“But this is from Mars Weekly! Mars Weekly is no longer working, but has never had false news! That's why it offended so many stars in the entertainment industry. It's going to collapse! ”

“Even a regular magazine wouldn't dare ignore people with fake pictures in front of so many media! ”

“Shit! I'm rolling! I'm rolling! Really... it's really Zhao Dayong Fa, damn it! You guys go check it out! ”

The media in attendance, including the audience watching the live broadcast, almost instantly turned on the tweet that was recently forwarded a few seconds before Gao Fei, and then really saw Zhao Dayong's comments on that page.

At the same time, Gao Fei connected the slide to his phone with Bluetooth, showing everyone what Zhao Dayong said on the big screen and how to scold other internet friends.

[Chuckles] I want to fuck! How much for one night?]

[Upstairs you pervert! Can you even say that?]

[Oh, what's wrong with me? Isn't that what this little "S" is all about?]

[Go back and fuck your grandfather, you bastard!]

[I want to fuck your avatar, hip-hop, your avatar is your daughter, right? He looks like he likes to be fucked!]

[Fuck your mother! Mother, where do you live? I XXXX]

……

Gao Fei looked at Zhao Dayong, who was very white on the stage, “What do you think? Mr. Zhao, do you remember now? ”

Zhao Dayong shook his finger and held his phone. He was sweating cold on his forehead. He was panicking about what was happening in the place.

Gaofei grinned, "Want to delete Twitter now? It's too late! ”

Zhao Dayong's finger was probably useless, and the fright on his face was even worse. Then, he stood up calmly and said, “This... this was so many years ago... I didn't mean to say it... this doesn't prove anything...”

Gaofei seemed to have expected him to say, "Mr. Zhao, didn't you just say that? Everyone in the room just now has heard you admit it. Anyone who can say that is definitely a perverted pedophile! And now it doesn't prove anything? ”

This is a self-punching mouth!