Just when Zhang Fan went to the Armed Forces Ministry with some excitement, the Entrepreneurship Center was already buzzing with excitement.
More than two hundred people walked into Building A, leaving a group of security guards stunned.
Damn, these people don't look like they come to work at all.
Does anyone bring tiles to work?
Soon, they reacted.
Damn, someone is causing trouble!
"Hey, what are you doing!" the security guard yelled.
"Looking for someone!"
"Who are you looking for?"
"It's none of your business."
After saying that, a group of people walked directly towards the fifteenth floor.
Instead of taking the elevator, I climbed the stairs.
With so many people trying to take the elevator, how many waves will it take?
Moreover, this is the rush hour, and the elevator entrance is already crowded with people.
Suddenly, more than two hundred people, like a long dragon, were winding their way up the stairs.
"Damn it, why are there so many people? I'm going to be late."
"Nima, what's going on? Come on, come on, there are so many people, and all the bonuses will be lost if you're late once."
A group of office workers almost had their teeth broken.
However, the security guard was even more panicked.
"Someone is making trouble, call the police immediately. There are more than 200 people, and we can't hold it back at all," the security guard said anxiously.
"Now, just hold on for a while."
"No. 108 on the 15th floor, right! Brothers, we're here." One person said and walked towards 108.
"You dare to hack our Brother Fan, damn it."
"Xuanyu Co., Ltd., right?"
"Brothers, do you want to smash it or do something else?" one person asked.
"First get out the guy who wrote the press release."
"How to do it?"
"Let me come." A young man straightened his clothes and walked out.
"Who are you?" A girl at the front desk suddenly panicked when she saw so many people gathering at the door.
"Girl, don't be afraid. We are here to worship the guy in your company who wrote this article. Where is he?" the young man said, then took out his cell phone and said to the news about Zhang Fan.
"Ah?" The girl was confused, and then said: "What do you want from our Editor Liu?"
The young man chuckled: "We are all fans of your Editor Liu. You don't know how hateful this guy on the news is. Let your Editor Liu come out quickly. We will give him a banner."
A group of people outside almost fell down.
Damn it, give me a banner?
According to Brother Fan, this is a gift of BUFF.
"Wait a minute, I'll call you right away," the girl said, and then ran away.
"Brothers, remember later, you can only slap in the face and not elsewhere. This is the first battle since the establishment of our Dalian regiment. We must do it brightly." The young man turned around and said.
"Hey, what are you doing with the brick? Do you want to beat him to death? Throw it away. There is no future. There are so many of us, do we still need weapons?" the young man said disdainfully.
"I just went out and picked it up at the door. I thought it was easy and I brought it with me." The man who took the bricks threw the bricks into the trash can reluctantly, and then his eyes became hot.
This is the first battle since the establishment of the Face Slapping Group. Damn it, I will take action no matter what later.
Liu Dazhuang was very excited.
When he heard the girl at the front desk talking, he became energetic.
Damn, this is indeed the manuscript I stayed up late to write. This is the first time I’ve met a fan.
"Hey, Lao Liu, you look so happy. What happy event has happened to you?" A person next to you asked quickly.
Liu Dazhuang smiled disdainfully, wiped his hair in front of the computer screen, put on his glasses, patted the dandruff on his body, and looked extremely excited between his eyebrows.
"Brother, I have fans, and there are more than 200 of them. The door of our company is blocked. Huh, you guys, just write your articles well." After saying that, Liu Dazhuang walked out the door.
"Damn it, when did this bitch have fans? Damn it!" one person yelled in disbelief.
"Is it the interview yesterday?"
"Damn it, the only spot was taken away by him. If it were us, we could do it," one person said angrily.
"Humph, just the bullshit news he writes, will there be fans? I am the first to not believe it, this is not the actor he hired, right?"
"I still don't believe that he can have fans. Come on, let's go out and have a look." One person stood up and slapped the case, with an angry look on his face.
Liu Dazhuang is good for nothing except for being a flatterer. He has worked in this company for five or six years and doesn't pay attention to other people at all.
They also want to see what the fans this bitch invited are like.
Immediately, everyone in the company rushed towards the door.
When they looked at the dark group of people, they were shocked.
Damn, so many people?
No way! What did this bitch Liu Dazhuang write?
"Pull out yesterday's news, I want to read it," one person said.
Immediately, more than a dozen people took out their mobile phones. They also wanted to see what shocking news this guy Liu Dazhuang had written.
"Hey, this guy dares to slander Zhang Fan like this?"
"Damn, all the news is praising others, but he is the only one who has been criticized. Is this the legendary contrast effect?"
At this time, Liu Dazhuang looked extremely excited.
How many years have passed, this is the first time I have met such a strong fan base.
No, it was probably the first time I met a fan group.
Humph, let’s see how dare these people gossip about themselves this time.
Liu Dazhuang adjusted his suit and then said, "Excuse me, do you have any advice?"
"Did you write this news?" the young man asked.
Liu Dazhuang glanced at the news he had written and laughed heartily: "Yes, I thought about it all night before writing it. Why, you also think that boy is too arrogant. Hehe, don't worry, I'll tell you later.
I will write a few more articles, I hope you will enjoy them."
"Hehehe!"
Suddenly, a burst of sneer came.
The temperature in the entire surrounding area dropped several degrees.
"Why do I feel a murderous aura?" one person said.
"It's not that cold today."
The group of people standing behind Liu Dazhuang suddenly felt an unpleasant atmosphere.
Especially when they saw the cold eyes of the group of people outside, their backs suddenly felt cold.
"Is it really you?" the young man asked again!
Liu Dazhuang nodded fiercely: "Who else has such a coquettish writing style except me? Well, after all, I am also from a key university."
Suddenly, the young man stretched out his hand, grabbed Liu Dazhuang's tie, and pulled hard.
"Brothers, come on!"
With a roar, a group of people immediately gathered around.
"Damn it, I call you coquettish and you came from a key university."
A cold voice sounded, and a group of people stretched out their hands and greeted Liu Dazhuang's face.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
The clear and crisp sound of the slap made the group of people standing in the company freeze.
Damn, are these people here to beat people?
"Hey, damn, who hit me? Fuck this guy." One person said, covering his head.
"Brother, I'm sorry, my hands are slippery, my hands are slippery."
"Ah! Help, come here, someone is beating someone." Liu Dazhuang screamed, his voice was extremely sad.
"Remember, only slap in the face. Don't lose the prestige of our face-slapping team."
"I know, hey, you guys in front, give up your position, I haven't fought yet!"