Sang Nuan paused and turned around.

"Do you believe me?"

At this time, the one who is willing to believe her is actually a stranger.

The cameraman turned off the machine and looked serious: "I won't take pictures anymore. Let's go, I'll accompany you to find a tutor."

Sang Nuan looked at him, and a warm current suddenly melted in her heart.

She smiled, "Do you have a Weibo?"

The cameraman was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

It is because of this that I know the unscrupulous slander on Weibo.

"Lend me the account."

As he said that, he reached out and pushed open the door of the monitoring room.

"Oh, you-"

The cameraman wanted to stop her, but it was too late. Sang Nuan had turned around and walked in.

There was only one young man guarding the surveillance room. When they saw the two of them coming in one after another, they stood up in surprise.

"You... have something to do?"

The cameraman pursed his lower lip and didn't know how to answer his colleague.

At this time, Sang Nuan spoke, "Brother, I'll borrow a computer and use it. It's the one I lent to me last time."

The guy was there that day when Sang Nuan borrowed the computer, and he didn't stumble at all. He opened the drawer and took out the notebook.

"For you, but you still have to use it here. There are cameras outside and I'm not easy to explain."

Sang Nuan nodded obediently, "I understand."

The young man made her smile a little embarrassedly and lowered her head. He saw that he didn't know what was happening on Weibo.

Sang Nuan found a chair and sat down, put the computer on her legs, and her slender fingertips started to smack on the keyboard.

The cameraman who followed her, when she saw that she was in trouble, she was still in the mood to use a computer to browse Weibo. She was a little disappointed and was afraid that she would speak too loudly. She alarmed her colleagues aside, so she simply put the machine aside, squatted down and leaned over, pressing the voice, "Sang Nuan, listen to me. Although I am a cameraman, I know this kind of slander in the entertainment industry. If you don't clarify it as soon as possible, it will be very troublesome in the future, and you may be..."

"Uncle, give me your account."

Sang Nuan's eyes didn't turn around and stared at the computer screen, interrupting him. Although he called his uncle politely, his tone was clearly determined that he could not refuse.

"you--"

"Uncle, account!"

The cameraman had no choice but to report a string of phone numbers, and then a string of letters and numbers.

"What do you want my account to do? Do you use my account to scold them? They have a bunch of mouths, and you just have one, why don't you listen to your advice?"

While he spoke, he looked at the screen of Sang Nuan's computer.

I saw Sang Nuan find the poster of the hot search post and send him a private message directly.

[Give you 1 minute to delete all false news that slandered Sang Nuan.]

Camera Brother:?

He really used his phone number to curse people.

It's just this combat power.

When fighting Wushao, he should be praised.

The cameraman was about to say that he would swear words, otherwise he would give him a try.

The other party has replied to Sang Nuan’s message.

Two capital letters: [Silly B]

This is very embarrassing.

The cameraman silently turned his face to avoid embarrassing the girl.

The poster was so happy to be a keyboard warrior. After receiving such a private message inexplicably, it was all considered a boring prank by netizens.

He has been a navy army for some time, and he has never seen a generous financial tyrant before, but it is rare to be as generous as this financial tyrant this time.

A Weibo post is 100,000. For every inflammatory comment, if you can build more than 100 buildings below, you will add 50,000.

He simply moved his fingers and earned less than 500,000 yuan in half an hour. Where can I find such a good business?

In order to prevent the other party from harassing him again, he directly turned off the private message.
Chapter completed!