The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chu Yao didn't ask where she was going. It didn't matter where she was going. She had already called Mo Tingshen to prepare a public relations plan.

Soon, he called, and after a few words with Chu Yao Ni Wai, the call was transferred to Nan Jiaojiao.

The man's low and sexy voice said unhurriedly, "Jiaojiao, tell me what kind of public relations effect we want to achieve. It's okay to remove you completely, but it's more complicated when no one has any evidence. What about you?" Is there any evidence you can provide to my brother?”

Nan Jiaojiao called out "Brother Mo" in a crisp voice, asking for help. Her posture was very polite and she said, "Yes, I will pass it on to you."

Mo Ting smiled deeply and said, "Okay, it's okay. You have a small waist with you and there are many people supporting you. Don't be afraid. My brother will cook tonight, so you can come downstairs to eat."

"okay."

Nan Jiaojiao handed the phone back, thinking that the couple still had something to say, but Chu Yao hung up immediately.

The public opinion on the Internet is becoming more and more outrageous. As more and more "evidence" is exposed, Nan Jiaojiao has become a wanted villain on the entire Internet.

Song Yuan's company was also alarmed. After a brief meeting, the senior management decided not to let go of this overwhelming traffic. After all, since Song Yuan's debut, only a few supporting characters have appeared in the industry, and all dramas with female protagonists are She has never become popular, and she is not a big fan. She just managed to get back her money. This is her most popular time.

So we quickly arranged for someone to come over and do some ideological work for Song Yuan for a long time. She was unwilling at first, but then she couldn't handle it anymore, so she had to reluctantly agree to start the live broadcast, but she was embarrassed and asked them softly not to pursue her too much.

This video was uploaded to the Internet from a candid angle. It received more than three million likes within two minutes. They were all praising Song Yuan for her kindness and kindness. Even so, she was still pleading for mercy for the evildoers. She felt distressed and angry and supported Song Yuan's live broadcast.

There were even a lot of big money-making fans waiting in front of her official live broadcast account. As soon as the broadcast started, all kinds of expensive gifts were showered in, and Song Yuan's face could hardly be seen clearly. She lay in the hospital bed, dazed for a while, and then asked her agent stupidly, "Sister Lai, what are they doing?"

"I'll give you a gift, Yuanyuan. You have many fans. Everyone feels sorry for you. You have been wronged. You saved people and were repaid with kindness. I can't stand it. I wanted to take care of you two days ago, but I couldn't even enter the hospital. She was stopped and even your parents couldn't come in. Her leg was injured and she was lying in the hospital again. She was not allowed to be rubbed and crushed by others..."

"Sister Lai!"

Song Yuan scolded, with a panicked look on her face. She quickly glanced at her phone and whispered to the publicist sent by the company behind the camera, "Delete what Sister Lai said just now. Don't let these words get out, it will be misunderstood." , shall we record again?”

The publicist's voice was very close and could be heard clearly on the phone: "Yuan Yuan, this is a live broadcast, not a recording. The live broadcast has already started. It cannot be edited one frame per second."

"Ah...how could this happen?"

She carefully tugged at the hem of Sister Lai's clothes, "Then you should be more careful when you speak later, okay?"

The words sounded like a request, but she raised her head and stared, clearly asking Sister Lai to obey.

Although Sister Lai was willing, she had to agree.

The details of this scene were seen by the fans who were waiting in front of the live broadcast. The barrage was so fast that they could not even see a single sentence clearly. They scanned it roughly, and almost all of them were feeling sorry for Song Yuan and cursing Nan Jiaojiao. The fire was burning. Just right. (End of chapter)