"ing!I'm ing!"

The motherland person took out a few pieces of paper with waning interest, dealt with them randomly, and then embedded them in the bed, not wanting to move at all.

After a long time, the people of the motherland finally regained their energy. They picked up the mobile phones put aside and read those words again.

Too arrogant! Too domineering!

The people of the motherland also know that this is very sick, but when they come to their senses...

never mind.

Don't think about this anymore.

After getting out of bed and washing up, the motherland picked out a new uniform from the row of uniforms in the closet and put it on with great difficulty. Then she looked in the mirror and fixed her hair with hairspray, revealing her usual clothes.

A faint smile on the face.

Um.

Today's expression management is also quite perfect.

Flying to the headquarters of Vought Corporation, the people of the motherland looked down.

Good guy, it’s so crowded!

Needless to say, these people must have come to protest because of Jon Joestar's "inappropriate remarks."

Look carefully.

But what I saw written on those placards was something like:

"Jon Joestar, you despicable person!"

"Butcher! Murderer! Murderer!"

"You don't deserve to be a hero!"

"Get out of the Seven!"

Of course, there are some more classic ones:

"Criminals' lives matter!"

"No one has the right to judge except the law!"

"Another male hero? This is sexist!"

"Black people need more of a voice."

“Support gender equality! Support vegetarianism!”

The mood of the people of the motherland is a bit complicated.

On the one hand, he does not get along with Jon; on the other hand, he does 'appreciate' what Jon said on Twitter.

"It has nothing to do with me anyway..."

With this in mind, when no one raised their heads, the people from the motherland flew into the headquarters of Vought Company.

The headquarters was already extremely busy, and everyone in the public relations department had solemn expressions.

The people of the motherland were like irrelevant people, walking into the common room of the Super Seven with their hands behind their backs.

As soon as you enter the door.

He heard Xingguang complaining.

"How could they say that?"

"We are doing good things! You are doing good things!"

"Those people really went too far."

On the opposite side, Jon was very calm, "The lightning didn't hit him or his family, so of course they wouldn't know the pain."

At this time, Shenhai interjected: "Anyway, brother, you are in big trouble this time."

Judging from his tone, he seemed to be gloating about his misfortune.

Jon's expression moved slightly, his eyes fixed on the deep sea, "You look...happy?"

Upon hearing this, Deep Sea's expression suddenly froze.

Fortunately, he discovered that the people from his motherland were at the door in time, coughed slightly, took the initiative to say hello, and deliberately changed the topic.

"Hey, folks, the weather is really nice today, isn't it?"

The people from the motherland nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's a good day."

There is obviously something in this answer.

But Jon ignored this.

He crossed his legs carelessly and said with a smile: "My motherland, I see your complexion is sallow and your posture is frivolous...Why, you flushed again this morning?"

'rush'?

The people of the motherland don’t know why.

But in connection with the meaning of the word, it should mean something like ‘battle’.

So, he nodded and said: "Go ahead."

Jon was slightly startled.

Then he stopped laughing.

Don’t ask, just ask because ‘Chinese culture is broad and profound’.

While talking, Queen Maeve, Locomotive and Black also arrived.

Behind the three of them were Vice President Madeleine and Assistant Sister Ai.

"JOJO, I think we have to talk." Madeleine said solemnly.

Jon does everything he can.

Starlight wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jon's eyes.

The hearts of the people of the motherland moved slightly.

It seems that the relationship between Starlight and Jon is much closer than he thought...

Not to mention the suspicious and honest Azu, Jon, who followed Madeleine to the conference room, sat opposite the mature vice president. He spread his hands and said, "Let me tell you first, I won't apologize, and I didn't do anything.

What's wrong?"

He stared into Madeline's eyes, "What do you think?"

Madeleine:......

All manuscripts prepared previously are invalid.

She pinched her eyebrows and said, "No matter what, we will eventually have to face this crisis of public opinion together."

"That's not necessary." Jon shook his head, "If it doesn't work, you can just fire me."

Fired?

If it were before, Mr. Edgar might still do this, but after this incident, even if Walter Company had its teeth broken, it could only hold back the tears and swallow them in the stomach.

Madeleine forced a smile and said: "In the company, we are all family members, how could we be willing to fire you."

Jon smiled, "I'm so touched——"

The conversation changed.

"As you said, this is a public opinion crisis that we will eventually face. To be honest, I have already thought about how to explain it. If you believe me, just let me handle this matter myself. Don't worry, I won't

It will embarrass the company."

After listening, Madeleine fell into silence.

She didn't trust Jon ten thousand times in her heart.

However, Jon was not asking for the other party's permission. He snapped his fingers and disappeared into the conference room.

Madeleine was stunned at first.

Then, a bad premonition came into my heart.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Watt Company building.

A figure suddenly appeared.

...

...

An abandoned factory building.

‘Butcher’ Butcher was drinking beer and staring at the TV with drunken eyes.

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing in the camera, he blinked and said to the back room: "Oi, come and see, the bastard who cursed people on Twitter has appeared."
To be continued...