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Chapter 1529 My heart is too small to hold your big weapon 30
Looking at the stack of documents on the table, Lingyin felt a little headache.

This stack of information will be superimposed one or several times a day.

The contents of the information are nothing more than reports of suitors being cleared!
For example, what XX person wanted to give Huahua in XX days was swept away by his subordinates in PS.

These things are sent to his desk continuously every day, without stopping!
Lingyin couldn't help being startled when he saw it, but fortunately he acted first, and asked people to pay close attention to whether anyone had any tricks, and if there was any sign, he would clean up the other party immediately, and he was someone that others could remember snooping?

Headache, Huahua is too popular, he can't wait to hide her now, thinking that maybe there are many people like him, thinking about him, thinking about him and even.... Bear!The kind of heart that can't wait to smash people to pieces!
Bear with it, the acquisition case at hand is coming to an end.

At the most ten days, I should be able to finish the decision-making matters at hand. He can't always leave the burden in the hands of other individuals. In this company, everyone has a clear division of labor, so that it can run at high speed. When doing things, let a few other people share his share of things, even if they don't say anything, he will feel ashamed to the point of embarrassment.

As for those minutiae matters, they can naturally be left to the subordinates to do.

I don't know if Huahua is doing well recently?

Do you sometimes think about yourself?
I opened his Weibo, and found that he loves to take pictures recently, and there are many photos of him in good spirits on Weibo, as if he was having a very good life, and thought that he would at least feel a little lost when he left suddenly, as if from his Weibo Bo couldn't spy it out.

Hey……

The difficult road of love!

Lingyin saved all the photos Huahua posted on Weibo in his mobile phone, and every day when he was so busy that he was dizzy, he would look them up and look at them. Fill up.

As I was flipping through, I found that Huahua had posted another Weibo, which read: [Hahaha, I am so funny, my little nephew doesn’t want to go to kindergarten in the morning, he hugged my brother and my sister-in-law and acted like a spoiled child. The sister-in-law ignored the nephew's request to be cute, and waved her hand: "Send it away." The little nephew jumped up anxiously, and cursed: "You two bitches!"]

Lingyin curled her lips into a smile, and in the blink of an eye, many replies appeared on his Weibo.

He took a break from his busy schedule, scrolled through several pages, and found that there were occasional black fans in the comments, who said some nasty things, and he was so angry that he wanted to pull people out of the virtual network and beat them up.

In the past, Huahua also said that there are actually a lot of people who scolded him on the Internet. Those black fans are simply a snake spirit. They are jealous of Huahua’s good looks. Calling him a sissy, Lingyin can't be as calm as Huahua, he just gets angry when he sees one, but he also can't do the kind of thing that has nothing to do and has no image on the Internet and scolds others, what should I do?
After 10 minutes, press the internal line: "Come in."

The secretary walks in.

Lingyin has already conceived a countermeasure in his mind: "I want to find some professional people. Their job is to delete some bad comments and some bad remarks."

The secretary immediately understood: "Mr. Ling, you are talking about a professional studio, right? I know something about this. I heard from Secretary L under the Bing Zong that there are many such teams under the Bing Zong, which specialize in maintaining and operating artists under the banner. What exactly do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)