Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 217

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Comments at the bottom of Yanling Weibo.

The painting style changed suddenly.

Fans frantically swiped their screens.

She expressed the hope that the donor's father would treat her little cutie well.

Many fans are even crazy about the father of the gold master of Aitefeng.

The assistant who manages Fenglin's Weibo account, "???" looked confused.

When did Feng Lin become the patron's father?

It's impossible for the president of his family to raise a woman outside!

With anger in his heart, the assistant clicked in and checked the starlet who dared to touch the CEO of his family.

then……

He was stunned.

This... Is this what Miss Yan is having fun with the president?

With a serious and responsible attitude, the assistant went over the matter carefully.

Coincidentally, the company's public relations department found out that its president was on the trending search, and it also involved a female celebrity, so it immediately removed the trending search.

If it was in the past, not only would it be withdrawn, but it would also be clarified quickly, and the lawyer department would send a lawyer's letter or something.

Dare to rub their president's popularity?Impatient to live!
But this time, the actress belonged to the Feng family. After canceling the hot search, she found an assistant, and wanted to ask if she should continue to deal with it in the previous way.

Just sent the hot search screenshot to the president's assistant, and almost rushed up to beat someone!

Why did you withdraw the trending search? ? ?

Can you withdraw this kind of hot search at will?
For the first time in his life, the assistant felt doubts about the speed of the team!

Why so fast?
Before he could open his mouth to reprimand him, seeing Feng Lin asking him for a Weibo account, his heart sank, "..." Why did he want a cheap screenshot?
Where can he find hot searches for the president now?

With a bitter face, he wished he could rush into the PR department and cry.

Unfortunately, the next second, Fenglin sent another message: Where are the trending searches?
Is it the way he opened it?He searched around but couldn't find a hot search.

The assistant followed Fenglin and explained tremblingly.

Through the screen, he could feel the chill from the president.

As a conscientious and responsible assistant, he typed a line with trembling hands in despair: Am I going to ask someone to reschedule the trending searches?

Feng Lin replied in seconds: Well, the arrangement is not good, let the people in the PR department go away!

Assistant, "!!!" arrange!
That's it!

Must be arranged!

When the assistant took Feng Lin's order and asked the people in the public relations department to quickly rearrange the previous trending searches.

The PR guy nearly fell off his chair.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person who sent the message was an assistant to the president, they would have wondered if the president was crazy...

Ann, arrange hot searches?
Since joining the Feng's, all they have done is remove trending searches and clarify...

I never thought that there would be a day when hot searches would be arranged.

"........."

Wait, they suddenly understood something.

If the president can arrange hot searches, it means...it means that the female celebrity may really have a relationship with the president.

But they can't grasp the degree of this relationship well.

So, rearrange the previous hot search.

They arranged an extra hot search to make amends, and boasted a wave of words in a fancy way.

At that time, the people who were still clamoring about hot searches and being withdrawn for no reason suddenly found that... hot searches popped up out of nowhere.

And also added some hot searches about Yanling.

Everyone: The patron's father deserves to be the patron's father!

in a hotel suite.

The mobile phone was still on the coffee table by Feng Lin.

Yan Ling was pressed under him, he held her face, his face was strangely gentle, and he whispered in her ear with a soft and expectant voice, "Call me and listen."

(End of this chapter)