"Damn Yanguo people!"
David looked at the dense crowd of people with a gloomy expression, but there was a sudden strange chewing movement in his mouth.
"Hurry up and pinch his mouth! There is poison hidden in his mouth!"
The experienced Wei Qianling saw David's actions, his face changed, and he shouted an order.
But it was too late. David's eyes were bulging, his face was purple, and he was lying straight on the ground.
At the same time, the subdued factory workers also did the same thing, biting the poison in their mouths and committing suicide.
For a time, there was no one left alive.
Looking at the opened back door of the room, Wei Qianling looked gloomy.
"Hurry up!"
That night, special security officers rescued the imprisoned members of Biaoge Studio in the warehouse.
The next day, the security officers found the abandoned black motorcycle outside Shipai Town, but no one was seen.
The vigorous encirclement and suppression operation has temporarily come to an end.
What information can be obtained from the bodies of those people depends on the subsequent investigation of the Yan Group.
Among the few people, Leng Feng was undoubtedly the most disappointed.
He still couldn't find any trace of Long Xiaoyun.
Just when Ye Hong thought that Leng Feng would leave Anming County because of this, Leng Feng smiled openly: "Manager, my subconscious tells me that I will find Xiaoyun sooner or later if I follow you.
Besides, our contract hasn’t expired yet! "
Ye Hong's life was not disturbed too much by this episode.
In addition to occasionally taking care of the store's business, there are two places he visits most.
One of them is Zhicai’s library.
Zhu Ziqi's exam is getting closer and closer, so she has recently focused most of her energy on sprint review, and the official account has been left to Ye Hong to take care of it personally.
While Ye Hong continued to improve his abilities in various subjects in the library, he also worked hard to increase the number of fans on his official account.
Because it has cooperated with various well-known brands, Yeshi has also gained a wave of fans.
But this growth rate made Ye Hong very dissatisfied.
Because of traffic monetization, the number of views of the official account will bring a certain amount of income.
Today, the number of fans of Night Food is around 150,000, which brings in an average of more than 100 yuan in monetary income every day.
Zhu Ziqi was very satisfied with this result, but Ye Hong felt it was far from enough.
"Come on, do you think the number of fans will increase easily?"
Looking at Ye Hong, who was frowning, Zhu Ziqi put down the book in his hand and complained: "You have to know that in order to protect these fans, I rack my brains to write articles every day to attract them!"
Ye Hong rubbed his chin slightly: "You mean you can attract fans by writing articles?"
"No! The quality of the article must be of high quality!" Zhu Ziqi pinched her waist and said with a little pride, "It's a blessing that I have experience in this field, otherwise, huh, huh, huh!"
"Then I understand." Ye Hong nodded, his brows stretched, and he put his hands on the keyboard.
He adjusted his breathing slightly, focused his eyes, and quickly typed out a phantom on the keyboard.
"Boss, are you...?"
Zhu Ziqi was instantly attracted by Ye Hong's movements, came to Ye Hong's side, and then covered her mouth in surprise.
"Boss, are you writing an article?!"
Ye Hong nodded and ignored her, completely immersed in the world of the article.
"Ding! Write self-media manuscripts, writing ability +1, current progress: 1/10, current level: entry level."
Soon, an article with pictures and text appeared on the computer screen.
Ye Hong tapped his fingers to send the written article.
(End of chapter)