Chapter 362 Face

There are policies at the top that must be strictly enforced, but the speed at the bottom is extremely fast. The documents issued by the Ministry of Culture have all the people in the Internet circle taking action.

Chuanbo was directly interviewed, and the tone was set as quickly as possible, and Chuanbo was over.

Websites of various colors have transformed into 404.

Netizens cried and wailed one after another. After learning the source, the two masterminds, LeTV and Hua Yi, directly transformed into revenge warriors and attacked in groups.

At that time, netizens who criticized Chinese Americans and LeTV gained more than 3 million views.

Just Wang Zhongjun, you gave birth to a son without a butthole! ! !

Boycott the Chinese! ! ! !

Boycott LeTV! ! ! !

Jia Yueting’s damn mother stuff! ! ! !

Wang Zhongjun, you will never be able to eat 4 dishes in your life! ! !

There was an endless stream of all kinds of swear words, and the two official websites were directly stopped. There were even hacker attacks, which made the crowd angry.

In the office of the Chinese president.

Wang Zhongjun was furious and threw two crystal cups.

The scolding was so filthy! ! ! ! ! These unruly people! ! ! !

"Brother, there's no need to be so angry, just ignore them."

The Chinese squinted at Wang Zhonglei: "Your brother was used as a gun this time!"

"What? Who is so brave?" Wang Zhonglei scratched his head.

"What did you say! Shen Lang!!!"

"Him? No?"

Wang Zhongjun sneered: "놖 just responded now. He brought it up. Then he pushed 놖 out. Now it's fine. The benefits are shared evenly. 놖 got scolded and suffered."

"No, brother, he's not so brave, is he?"

"He has never been brave!"

"Brother, why don't you take care of him?"

Wang Zhongjun rolled his eyes: "Get rid of him? Now that he has the facade of Beidian, he is protected by the second-in-command of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, so he didn't have to say it clearly during the meeting."

"Then? Forget it?"

Wang Zhongjun sighed: "Just forget it. I was impulsive about this matter. For the sake of the reputation, I agreed immediately."

"Brother, I think we succeeded this time. Although it was coded, the flag was still flying. The flag we picked may be good or bad."

Wang Zhongjun nodded: "That's what I said."

"Brother, 께ye's birthday party is ready, Caesar's Palace."

"What gift did your second uncle prepare for you?"

"That will definitely be a great gift. By the way, bro, should we invite Shen Lang? Are you attracted to him too?"

"What the hell?"

"Brother, Shen Lang is very fond of that cheeky girl. Hey, brother, 께 is also with Shen Lang. Do you want to make a match? He wants to become your son-in-law, so we Chinese people will..."

Wang Zhongjun's eyes narrowed, and then light burst out.

"녦놆께 too, too 께..."

"Brother, I'm 16, no more. It's normal for a boy to be 10 years old. This age is just right. Age has never been an issue in our circle."

Wang Zhongjun...: "No, the key is, Shen Lang likes beautiful women, and our family also..."

"Brother, you don't understand, he is famous for being a soft-boiled person."

"놆?"

"A must."

"How about a match?"

"Let's put it together and leave this matter to 놖." Wang Zhonglei said, patting his chest.

........

Wanzhongshan President's Office.

Shen Lang looked at Huang Ming: "What's going on? I just got scolded, and now I'm sending you an invitation?"

Huang 께ming shrugged: "Who knows, 꿯녊's invitation has been sent, and all the Chinese artists will be present this time. To celebrate Princess 께's birthday."

"Damn, I'm not a Chinese artist. You left too, and you still want to betray his face?"

Huang Ming took the glass of water with a smile: "If you leave the Chinese, you will lose your identity as a Chinese, and Fan Fan will also be present."

"I don't care whether you go or not, but I will definitely go. If I don't go, then I won't give face. I've always been a human being. Who gives face to whom I give face to."

"Okay, let's go. Where is Brother Xun?"

Huang Ming shook his head: "I didn't ask, you are not close to her."

Shen Lang took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Zhou's number.

Mr. Zhou was silent for a moment: "Go."

The phone hangs up.

Shen Lang clicked his tongue, it's all about face...Brother Xun is no exception...