At twelve o'clock in the evening, it was already late at night.
In an apartment near Songhai City and Zhuquemen Cultivation City, Ding Yunsong, who lived on the top floor of the apartment, was wearing a nightgown and studying foreign languages hard, but at this moment, he suddenly received an emergency call.
Ding Yunsong seemed a little unhappy at being disturbed. When he connected the phone, his tone was dull: "Who is it?"
The person on the other end of the phone only had three words: "Song Qingshu."
As soon as these three words were spoken, Ding Yunsong was shocked. He immediately cheered up and smiled: "It turns out to be Mr. Song... Mr. Song, why do you want to see me so late?"
"Mr. Ding already knows what happened on the Internet, right? That Wang Situ's wife was taken advantage of, causing a storm and uproar in the city." Song Qingshu didn't mince words and asked directly.
Ding Yunsong nodded seriously: "Well... of course I know this!"
He actually didn't know... He was busy learning foreign languages at this time, so he had no time to pay attention to things on Weibo.
"The person who took advantage of the situation is one of my little brothers. He drank two ounces of Guotou that day and his mind was a little confused. This is actually all a misunderstanding." Song Qing wrote.
"I understand what Mr. Song means, but there must be a process for dealing with the aftermath..."
Song Qingshu nodded: "I also understand what you mean. Within half an hour after this call ends, three million will be transferred to your foreign account, and you will be responsible for the aftermath. Wang Situ's family must also be given
Some sealing fees to prevent this family from talking nonsense."
Both of them are veterans, and they immediately understood the meaning of this phone call after just a few words. Ding Yunsong spoke to Song Qingshu about Mr. Song. The stakes here can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. Ding Yunsong knew very well that if it hadn't been that way in the first place,
The intelligence agencies supported him in his position. He had no chance of even sitting in this position.
Ding Yunsong was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, by early morning, I guarantee that this matter will be suppressed..."
After the short call ended, Ding Yunsong made a few more calls. The boss of the network operation company was responsible for the management of Xiuzhen Network Technology Department... Ding Yunsong called all the people who were related to this matter and could suppress the influence of public opinion one by one to "condolence".
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Controlling the power of public opinion is not the first time Ding Yunsong has done this.
The first time I did it, I didn’t know who to call, but now I’m very familiar with it.
After making dozens of calls in a row, Ding Yunsong stretched himself and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the morning...
The beautiful foreign girl wearing a cute maid outfit has fallen asleep.
At this moment, Ding Yunsong has completely lost interest...
"It's better to go to bed early tonight!"
Ding Yunsong sighed, walked gently to the little girl, and tucked the girl into bed.
Just as he was about to kiss the foreign girl on the forehead, the phone rang again.
This time, Ding Yunsong is really a little impatient... Damn, can you still let me study foreign languages!
Ding Yunsong answered the phone angrily: "I'm Ding Yunsong! It's so late... Is there anything I can't report tomorrow?"
On the other end, the operator girl with a nice voice was scolded in full, and she looked helpless: "Mr. Ding, please don't be angry... This is the number from the Cultivation Inspection Department."
"The phone number of the Cultivation Inspection Department? Then pick it up quickly..."
For some reason, Ding Yunsong had an unknown premonition in his heart.
The clerk of the Cultivation Inspection Department just said a few words, and Ding Yunsong's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and his face turned pale.
"The higher-ups have ordered a thorough investigation into the case of the great Internet god Wang Situ, so as to serve as a warning to the monkeys? This... this is just an Internet writer, does he need to be so serious?"
"Yes, Mr. Ding. Do you think my tone is like a joke? You haven't read Weibo yet, have you? The Hua Xiu Kingdom Cultivator Alliance has officially stated that it will legislate specifically for the bad behavior of profiteering in society. 1
Feng said he would pay serious attention to this matter."
Ding Yunsong couldn't stop sweating.
Top of the mountain? Which peak? This is obviously such a small thing...how could it cause such a big ripple?
Ding Yunsong was a little stunned as he listened to the phone call.
From this phone call, Ding Yunsong already knew that this matter was no longer under his control. Song Qingshu was right to find him, but it was obvious that the other party was also looking for someone, and he had found a big shot that he could not shake.
At this moment, Ding Yunsong felt like a dumb man eating coptis. He even dared not hang up the phone, because he was almost certain that the superior cadres in other departments might have become a mess! Waiting for his latest instructions!
Because the order issued by Shangfeng and the phone call he made before are completely different!
Licking his dry lips, Ding Yunsong's forehead was already dripping with sweat...
Less than ten seconds after the Cultivation Inspection Department hung up the phone, Ding Yunsong's phone rang again...
Ding Yunsong deliberately glanced at the number on the caller ID this time and almost peed in fright...it turned out to be the call from the inspection officer of the Inspection Department!
As soon as the phone was picked up, a magnetic and serious voice came from the other end of the phone as expected.
"Ding Yunsong, you haven't given any instructions yet, so you take the first step? I solemnly warn you, don't think about making trouble all day long..."
Ding Yunsong was too scared to speak: "..."
"Whether you can keep your reputation and status all depends on your attitude towards this matter, do you understand?"
When the inspection officer of the Cultivation Inspection Department said this, his voice suddenly became much lower: "This matter... Senior is very angry! After getting up in the middle of the night, he got furious! Next week, fellow Taoists from the Cultivation Alliance will come to our city to inspect
.”
Hearing this, Ding Yunsong trembled all over: "May I ask the inspection officer...who is this senior?"
"Ding Yunsong is pretending to be confused with me? You should have guessed it, right? Both the Sword Master and the Martial Master are his students. Who do you think this senior is?"
Ding Yunsong opened his mouth so wide that he could fit an apple into his mouth. He was completely stunned: "..."