"Mr. Wang, the parents of the woman who died two years ago were taken back from the province for some reason and even came to the media."

"Mr. Wang, the matter of mahogany formaldehyde and glue has been started online now. Many people are clamoring to return the goods. Now there are many people crowding in front of the mall, and some people are holding banners to block the mall. The mall also requires us to temporarily withdraw from the mall..."

Listening to the phone calls, Wang Bin's face was twisted.

Gu Mingzhu, Yan Jingcheng!

These two bitches!

"I haven't deployed public relations before, so I will respond immediately, find someone to contact Weibo to operate, remove the hot searches, and then buy all the articles exposed now and let them delete them!" Wang Bin spoke coldly, obviously he had already prepared before.

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The Wang family and his group here looked like ants on a hot pan, suffocating, but Gu Mingzhu just woke up.

As soon as she opened Weibo, she saw that "Wang Family Redwood" was on the hot search and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

These media are really efficient. I think someone started rushing for manuscripts as soon as he received the news last night, and broke the news early this morning.

But that's how the news is, it's just that it's more exciting early in the morning.

Gu Mingzhu happily browsed the comments for a while, and saw that everyone was condemning and cursing the Wang family, she felt relieved.

But before she could browse for a few minutes, she found that Weibo suddenly collapsed.

Then I went up and found that the news about Wang's mahogany was gone.

Gu Mingzhu frowned and searched manually, but found that the message displayed was reduced to the naked eye.

Gu Mingzhu sneered and said, Wang Bin still had two tricks, so he dealt with it very quickly.

She got up and washed her face first, then put her hair together, ran to the study and turned on the computer with her legs crossed, and began to get into Weibo.

On the other side, Yan Jingcheng got up and Azhao called: "The Wang family has already made moves, removed the hot search on Weibo, and bought a large number of press releases."

Yan Jingcheng drank a glass of water and said in a deep voice: "Buy it again, and then send me a message to Weibo, telling him the difficulty is very easy and be careful to get angry."

"Yes." After Azhao hung up the phone, he and Zhang Xuan began to divide the work.

At this moment, Gu Mingzhu has successfully hacked into the backstage of Weibo and directly put the news about Wang Family Redwood on the top of Weibo's hot searches. By the way, she also provided a Wang Family gift pack.

So much so that Zhang Xuan had just contacted the person in charge of Weibo and found that there were a few more news on the hot searches on Weibo.

The first hot search is "Wang Family Mahogany", the second Weibo post "Wang Family Murder Silences", the third Weibo post "Wang Bin's perverted quirk", the fourth Weibo post "Wang Bin's case background"...

Five hot searches were connected in a row, all with a prefix from the Wang family.

Zhang Xuan pushed the glasses on his nose, looked back at Azhao and said, "The hot search package you bought for the Wang family?"

Azhao frowned and shook her head and said, "I'm burning it with too much money?"

After Gu Mingzhu attached the Wang family’s hot search package, she directly created an exposure site to collect evidence of the Wang family’s illegal and criminal activities, and then hired people to write dozens of press releases.

For a moment, the Wang family was in trouble and the city was full of storms, and the streets and alleys were talking.

Wang Bin looked at the five hot searches in a row, and his face turned green. He called back a phone call and scolded, "You idiot! What's going on! What's going on? I asked you to remove the hot searches. You fucking bought a bunch of them for me!"

The other party said aggrievedly: "Mr. Wang... it's not me, I don't know what's going on. I just pulled the hot search here and the news went up again."
Chapter completed!