Lin Haoyu shook his head and replied: "Of course not, how can I be tied to you?"
He still wants to live.
"I'll handle it." Xiao Ling, who had been silent and was reading Weibo silently, suddenly said something.
Lin Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief. If his brother took action, it would not only be reliable, but it would also cause a bloody storm.
After hearing this, Ye Feifei glanced at Lin Haoyu. Lin Haoyu pointed at the dishes on the table and signaled Ye Feifei to concentrate on eating and not ask more questions. Ye Feifei glanced at Xiao Ling's surprisingly cold face, swallowed silently, and continued to look at the food.
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After eating, Lin Haoyu couldn't hold back his gossip after all, so he took the lead in opening Weibo. Seeing Xiao Ling's words, Lin Haoyu gave Ye Feifei a look, reminding her to get her phone.
Ye Feifei understood instantly, clicked on Weibo, and saw the first post on the list.
Xiao Ling: "Ye Feifei, I signed this, do you have any objections?"
Mom, this is really a domineering CEO! Ye Feifei held her forehead, ready to be bombarded by netizens and clicked on Xiao Ling's 160,000 replies. Yes, it is no exaggeration, Xiao Ling really had 160,000 replies
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People like Xiao Ling don't usually use Weibo very much. They are just like the kind of veteran Internet cadres. But he has many Weibo fans. He is the first in the national husband rankings. The number of fans exceeds that of Xiao Chen. Even if he doesn't usually post status,
There will be a group of wife fans reporting on his Weibo every day. So, if he suddenly posted a Weibo today, someone must have read it.
"Oh...it turns out it was my husband who signed it. He must have seen the commercial value of Ye Feifei, so he signed him."
"Well, my husband has the best vision and will never do anything to lose money. Ye Feifei will definitely be able to help my husband make money."
"We believe in my husband and every artist he signs. From now on, we have turned our backs on Ye Feifei."
"Oh my God, our husbands are so handsome even when they post on Weibo! I'm so happy!"
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When Ye Feifei saw this neat message, she could not find the words to describe her mood at the moment. She shook her head gently and clicked on her Weibo. Her Weibo was also very beautiful.
strange.
The styles of several large messages are as follows:
Xiao Ling's wife: "Ye Feifei, since my husband has signed you, you should work hard and don't let my husband lose money."
One of the three thousand in Xiao Ling's harem: "My emperor has never failed in his investments. I hope you are not a failure in his investment history."
Xiao Ling's sweetheart: "Because my husband signed you, I won't scold you. Work hard and avoid scandals."
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"Haha..." Ye Feifei spit out two words. What else could be closer to her mood than these two words.
Not only Ye Feifei had this reaction, but Lin Haoyu, who was reading the messages on the side, also expressed dissatisfaction. He came up to Ye Feifei and started to complain, "Xiao Feifei, do you think the current netizens are sick? My brother just posted a message and said
It is a reasonable investment and is encouraged by the whole people. They didn’t say that when I posted it! Isn’t this obvious bullying?”
"Young Master Lin, I agree with you. Look at the messages they sent me. They just bully me for not having fans!" Ye Feifei replied.
Xiao Ling, who was sitting upright over there, guessed what Ye Feifei and Lin Haoyu meant by lip reading. He smiled faintly, put down his phone, walked over and said to the two of them: "Do you think I can't handle it well like this?"
Ye Feifei stared at Xiao Ling, how dare she say no! She was going to die!
Lin Haoyu hugged Xiao Ling like a dog, wagging his tail and said, "Brother did a great job. This is how we should deal with them. Now Xiao Feifei is not afraid of questioning."