When Muxian Fort was first established, it relied on the Qing Gang to build its own intelligence network in Songhai City for a long time.
Over the years, the value of the Qinggang has weakened in the eyes of Muxianbao, and their relationship is not as close as before.
There is already a relationship of mutual utilization between forces. Once this layer of checks and balances of mutual utilization is broken, the relationship will go further.
As the leader of the Qing Gang, Zhou Jie naturally knows this. Therefore, out of consideration for the future development of the Qinggang, Zhou Jie has been quietly expanding his intelligence network in these years, trying to secure his position as the number one underground intelligence network in Songhai City. But in recent years... the development speed of Muxian Castle has been too rapid.
However, even if he couldn't compete on paper, Zhou Jie still found another way. He accidentally found out about Stone Ghost Face. And we know that the maker of the Stone Ghost Face is what Moxian Castle has been looking for for many years.
Song Qingshu swallowed subconsciously, because this condition did sound very tempting.
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Jie knew something was going to happen, so he quickly continued to smile and said: "Brother Song, just find a way to control the public opinion, just find a way to suppress it on Weibo... I only have this cousin, you can say anything Gotta keep it!”
Song Qingshu sighed: "I admit that your conditions are very tempting. But you should know that the leader of the Zhatian Sect has already taken action on this matter, even if I, the Immortal Castle, intervene..."
Zhou Jie interrupted: "Brother Song, I can only rely on you in this matter. Just try to reduce the impact of the incident! Of course, in the end, regardless of success or failure, I will truthfully tell the truth about the information about the stone ghost face maker."
This sentence was quite sensible, and Song Qingshu finally nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I will try my best."
After saying that, Song Qingshu closed the phone, and then fell into tangle again...
After all, who should I turn to
Song Qingshu thought for a while, and finally picked up the phone again and quickly pressed a series of numbers: "It's me, I'm Song Qingshu. Help me answer Mayor Ding's call... "
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The head of the Green Gang, Cousin Cousin, has just made a call for help to Song Qingshu, and the battle on Weibo is still going on.
A full four hours have passed since the event was held, and it's almost twelve o'clock. Weibo is still as busy as during the day.
Incidents continue to be published, and Wang's hot-searched Weibo post "Wang Situ became a beauty in anger" has been tagged with the word "explosion" on Weibo - when a weak woman encounters a dirty trick, how to respond and how to prevent it has become an online topic A popular topic of discussion.
Netizens retweeted and expressed support, and even the keyboard warriors stayed up late. As long as they could find a sense of presence in the crowd, they felt extremely satisfied.
However, someone soon posted a message online, along with a series of angry expressions: "Strange! The Weibo post I just commented on has disappeared! Even the few Weibo posts I posted before, the reading number in the upper right corner has changed to Gray."
This netizen took a screenshot to express his dissatisfaction.
Soon someone commented: "I thought I was the only one whose Weibo was locked! It turns out there are others!?"
"Damn! We found friendly forces, it turns out I'm not the only one!"
"I have worked so hard to type such a long text, why should I lock my Weibo! Support the Great Master Wang Situ!"
This is definitely not a joke by netizens out of boredom, because Dad Wang also noticed something. He found that both his likes and comments were constantly decreasing. The number of likes has been accumulated for four hours, and it was clearly close to 200,000 before... but it just refreshed, and it was only 110,000! Fully half the amount was deducted!
Wang Ling also discovered that many comments online had disappeared.
There were some human flesh addresses sent by some people before. These addresses have not been accurately verified, but all of them were directly deleted by Weibo as "prohibited information" and disappeared.
Obviously, someone is deliberately blocking the news and trying to reduce the attention of hot searches.
Dad Wang waited patiently in front of the computer for fifteen minutes and found that the word "explosion" next to the hot search words had disappeared. Even the ranking dropped two levels in a row, watching it fall from the first hot search to the third hot search.
In the study, Dad Wang sat in front of the computer screen. The ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts.
The cigarettes in the cigarette box had been smoked by Father Wang.
Wang Ling was thinking about whether to use his teleportation ability to help Dad Wang buy a box from the supermarket.
After all, as a son, this is the only thing I can do for my father before his father finds that cock-comb-headed scumbag by his own abilities.
But soon, Wang Ling found that he had thought too much...
Because he saw that Father Wang stood up and took an iron box directly from the bookcase next to him. There were ten black cigars neatly placed inside... Then, he lit one and held it in his mouth.
Wang Ling's heart couldn't help but tremble again... He was shocked to find that Father Wang's darkening state had become more and more serious!
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In the study, Father Wang smoked a cigar and puffed away smoke.
Wang Ling stared at the cigars and slowly remembered that this box of cigars from his father was a gift from a fan a few months ago. When the express was being signed for, Father Wang was still coding in the study. It was Wang Ling who went downstairs to sign for Father Wang, so there was still a vague impression in his mind.
However, Wang Ling didn't pay attention at that time and didn't pay attention to what was in the box.
After Father Wang received the iron box, he kept it untouched and put it on the bookshelf.
Judging from the outer packaging, this cigar does not seem to be that expensive, but the material inside each cigar is extremely special!
Wang Ling saw through his clairvoyance that this single cigar contained more than 300 kinds of precious natural materials and earthly treasures. And among so many natural and earthly treasures, Wang Ling could actually detect a hint of "Auspicious Dragon Grass" from a distance! -This is a magical elixir cultivated under the restricted category of Huaxiu Country. It has the ability to revive people from the dead... It is also a special medicine used to deal with cancer around the world! Just a little bit can purify all cancer cells in your body!
Obviously, these cigars are specially made by that fan! Who can actually use auspicious dragon grass to make cigars? Who is this person
While Wang Ling was still confused, Dad Wang had already smoked half of his cigar.
As Father Wang expected, some people are now trying their best to block the news on Weibo. Just now, the topic "Wang Situ became a beauty in anger" has dropped by several posts, and is about to fall out of the top ten.
"Everyone please repost this! Help Master Wang Situ! It's off the list again!"
"This Weibo is such a scumbag! It's a black box operation! It's so shameless!"
"I'm retweeting! Angry retweeting! I'm retweeting again! I don't believe it can continue to drop, almost half a million retweets... An airborne shampoo ad took the first place! Who gave you the confidence!? Piao Piao soft!?"
Netizens all felt unfair for Dad Wang, but no one could do anything about something like this that was obviously being operated behind the scenes...
Looking at these online comments, Dad Wang felt that his temper was rising.
Behind the scenes
nonexistent!
Wang Ling saw Dad Wang turn the iron box containing the cigars upside down and open the lid.
Wang Ling's eyebrows twitched when he saw it... This cigar box is actually double-opening, with a small layer on the back!
Immediately afterwards, Wang Ling saw Dad Wang take out a black mobile phone that he had never seen before from the back of the cigar box.
There is only one phone number saved in the contacts on the phone.
Father Wang didn't even think about it and dialed directly...
After a moment, Father Wang's voice rang: "It's me, I'm Wang Situ. Please help me answer the call from the head of state..."
(End of chapter)