When Jiang Churan first saw these barrages, everyone was made to laugh out loud.
I just disappeared with my best friend for a short period of time, but in the end, these people thought that I was engaging in pornography with the authorities? Did these people grow up eating shit and dare to say such nonsense?
Chu Huaixiang only glanced at the barrage, and immediately took Jiang Churan's hand and comforted Jiang Churan.
"Xiao Ranran, don't be angry, some people just can't see the good in others. These people may have been invited by the whales. Didn't the whales do a lot of tricks with us last time? Maybe they have learned to be smart and started to use
This kind of marginal remarks discredit us."
Chu Huaixiang's comfort was of no avail. Jiang Churan's anger could no longer be dissipated with just a few words. He was already on the verge of losing his mind.
This is the first time in my life that I have been insulted like this. I can't bear it.
This is why Wang Yuhan was inexplicably attacked by Jiang Churan as soon as she sat down. She could no longer calmly analyze right and wrong.
Wang Yuhan looked at the barrage with an ugly expression. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the headquarters again.
"Is this how you do things for me? Are you blind or something? You don't know how to block the barrage in the live broadcast room now?"
Wang Yuhan didn't even have any intention of being polite, so he just cursed her head and face.
The receptionist in the information department on the other side of the phone looked confused13. She, a small receptionist, had no idea what was going on and quickly transferred the call to the department head.
The supervisor patiently listened to Wang Yuhan's scolding for a while. When Wang Yuhan calmed down, he explained,
"Minister Wang, you can't blame me for this. Didn't you tell us to solve it as soon as possible? So we invited a few monks to take action. Relying on their hand speed and reaction speed, they immediately blocked all the information about the black live broadcast room Heijiang.
Churan’s account. But as you monks also know, some people have never experienced this kind of thing. They can only conduct simple screening according to the script we provided. It would be difficult for them to identify all the black fans.
Already."
"Is this your reason? Because your subordinates are too weak, so you can't do it? Because you can't do it, so you just let it go? Why are you kidding me?"
Wang Yu
Han was instantly furious. How the hell could this be considered a reason? What's the difference between this and shirk responsibility to a temporary worker?
Wang Yuhan's anger gave Jiang Churan some comfort, and his expression softened a lot.
"Now mobilize my manpower immediately, whether they are monks or ordinary people, all of them will be put into renovating the live broadcast room. You don't need to explain. I will contact the sect owner right away. You can figure it out yourself!"
Wang Yuhan roared at the last call of the phone and hung up the phone.
"Xiao Ranran, please don't be angry first. I really didn't know these people were so unreliable. Don't worry, they will help you deal with these bad guys right away."
Wang Yuhan quickly apologized to Jiang Churan, saying that it was his own responsibility if the person he found did not do the job well.
"Xiao Ranran, don't be angry. I guess the crazy woman didn't expect her men to be so unreliable. Give her another chance. If her people are still like this, then we will deal with the crazy woman again to vent your anger!"
Chu Huaixiang comforted softly, but her eyes kept glancing in Wang Yuhan's direction again, with a look in her eyes that was clearly expecting this to happen.
"You stinky woman, have you completely stopped being a human being?"
Wang Yuhan laughed angrily. Once upon a time, he could be bullied like this by the stinky woman Chu Huaixiang. Was he really a loser?
Inside the Tianmen headquarters, the director of the information department looked at the mobile phone in his hand that made a busy signal, and raised a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.
The staff next to him also heard Wang Yuhan's roar and asked worriedly,
"Supervisor, what should we do now? There is no way that the monks inside the sect will obey our arrangements. On one side are the uncles inside the sect, and on the other are the aunts from Jianghai City. We can't afford to offend either of them."
The supervisor laughed at himself,
"Who says it's not the case? I don't know if they are so powerful. What do they want us ordinary people to do? Do you really think that we are here to work as cattle and horses for them?"
But complaints are complaints. While the supervisor assigned tasks to his ordinary staff, he also collected his emotions and prepared to invite those self-righteous monks again.
In fact, in the past, the attitude of the monks towards ordinary people was quite good. After all, every monk had several ordinary relatives, and even
There are also ordinary people who love people.
But since the leader of the Tianmen Sect ordered the entire headquarters to obey Wang Yuhan's deployment, the situation has changed.
The monks who have always been proud of being in the headquarters are forced to obey the instructions of the branch monks whom they have always looked down upon. This is tantamount to an insult to them and a kind of contempt for their status.
Under the influence of this mentality, the information department's request for help is not so important in their eyes, and most people even choose to ignore it directly. Only a few people with a peaceful mind come out to help.
It's a pity that these peaceful people are all monks who have been cultivating for nearly decades. Some of them cannot keep up with the development of modern society. Especially when it comes to their understanding of Internet languages, they are completely ignorant.
You can also rely on your strong physical fitness, and under the guidance of the information department, to ban the accounts of people who use fixed vocabulary. No matter how many words are used, it will be difficult for others.
"Hey, why are you here again? Wasn't it enough that a few of them went over to help just now?"
The young people who had ignored the head of the Information Department the first time gathered in front of the head of the Information Department again, and one of the leaders asked funnyly.
"No, even though I have the help of those experts, I still can't solve the situation. Just now, Minister Wang gave the order again, so I'm wondering if I can seek some help from you all."
The Minister of Information humbly bowed to the leading young man.
He is obviously a man who is almost fifty, but he still has to kowtow to a boy in his early twenties. The minister has nowhere to vent the humiliation.
"Okay, don't think about it, our brothers will definitely not help you, unless you can find a way to kick that Wang Yuhan out, otherwise, tsk tsk, no chance!"
The leading young man sneered.
He and Wang Yuhan can be said to be old acquaintances, and Wang Yuhan always suppressed him when he was studying at the headquarters. It was his greatest mercy not to add insult to injury.
"But Minister Wang was appointed by the sect master, so there's nothing I can do about it."
The Minister of Information lowered his head and replied, fearing that the dissatisfaction in his eyes would be noticed by the leading young man.