CEO's Ugly Wife

Lan Qiqi's face turned pale when he saw the words that suddenly came out to attack him, and he closed the computer gloomily.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Jiang Xiaoyun came out of the shower, he went forward and hugged Lan Qiqi. Before he went into the bathroom, Lan Qiqi was quite happy. Why did he come out with a straight face?

Did someone attack her advertisement?

"It's so depressing. At first, everyone praised me for my good advertisement. Today, a group of netizens attacked me. They scolded me so badly." Lan Qiqi twisted his face, unable to continue. The comments were so ugly that it was embarrassing for her to read them.

"What are those people writing? Let me see." Jiang Xiaoyun noticed something and grabbed her notebook.

"Don't look. They scold too harshly. They'll be in a bad mood." Jiang xiaoyun wanted to read the comments, and Lan Qiqi snatched back his notebook. If Jiang Xiaoyun saw those comments, he didn't know if he would be angry.

"I haven't seen any big storms, and I haven't seen any boring gossip yet, huh?" The more Lan Qiqi hid, the more Jiang Xiaoyun refused to do as anyone wished and then went to grab Lan Qiqi's notebook and insisted on reading it.

Lan Qiqi was too short to beat Jiang Xiaoyun, and Jiang Xiaoyun took ben away in the blink of an eye.

"Let me see what they are cursing at." Jiang Xiaoyun opened the book.

However, when he saw it, he saw a long, pinched comment.

The moderator, the super little boy in africa, wrote, "This perfume commercial is really bad. Will the director choose a female pig's foot?!" This woman looked like a demon. Her back was ugly. If she gave her another word, she was still ugly. There was no bright spot!

Monk piao rou: the master of the building thinks highly!

Moles on her face: this backless advertisement is playing to seduce a man's soul. It doesn't look like a perfume advertisement at all!

Heartbroken man brushing his teeth: is this an advertisement for perfume? I haven't seen it for a long time. Am I old? Or was my eyes dazzled?

The vest is gone: the heroine is putting on a show!

...

Just as everyone was attacking Lan Qiqi's advertisement, another new comment suddenly popped up.

I love buns: wipe! What do you have to do with her beauty? If you have the guts, go and shoot!

Africa's super little white face: where's the crazy mother-in-law from?

I love buns: your grandpa's crazy wife.

Africa's super little boy: I'll wipe!

...

The moderator, the super little white face of africa, and the old lady loved to eat buns. They quarreled until the early hours of the night before the war was over. During that time, the netizens would join in the fight. The super little white face of africa and the old lady loved to eat buns. His face kept twitching!

"There are a lot of fans. What are you afraid of? Let them make a fuss. The bigger the fuss, the better." Jiang Xiaoyun hugged the computer and almost laughed.

"Gloating, I'm still so happy when people scold me." Lan Qiqi was puzzled. Originally, the commercial wanted to be popular, but did not expect to cause so many trouble, those netizens do not know how long to fight.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoyun looked through the bad comments and observed them carefully. He found that not only were there such comments on the company's internal website, but also on youku tudou. The content was almost the same, and some of them were almost the same, as if they had been copied from other comment areas, but only changed their names.

"Why are these criticisms so strange?" Jiang Xiaoyun frowned and read the comments carefully from beginning to end.

"Is that strange?" Lan Qiqi approached Jiang Xiaoyun.

"The comments on the company's intranet that attacked you, and look at youku and tudou's comments section. Are they almost identical?" Jiang xiaoyun opened the company's internal website and the youku and tudou comment area, and showed Lan Qiqi all the critical comments. [ Love to go to the storybook website www. Aiquxs. Com ]

"Well, it's exactly the same." Following Jiang Xiaoyun's train of thought, Lan Qiqi realized that those messages seemed to be deliberately copied on the message board, deliberately slandering her Lan Qiqi!

Jiang xiaoyun closed his notebook and a mysterious smile appeared on his elegant lips. "There will always be someone who is full to support them and let them scold. Tomorrow I will make them not scold a single word." Jiang Xiaoyun's grim face was cold and inscrutable.

"What do you want to do?" Does Jiang Xiaoyun know who's behind this?

"We'll wait for a good show tomorrow. It's late now. It's time to go to bed." Jiang Xiaoyun put the notebook on the table and hugged Lan Qiqi.

"It's still early. I can't sleep."

"Exercise. Time will pass quickly."

"Hello!" Lan Qiqi screamed and was carried off the sofa by Jiang Xiaoyun.

In the blink of an eye, he was thrown onto the bed.

...

The next day.

The president's office.

Lan Qiqi's message board became a choke point, and countless netizens began a new round of battle.

Last night, the little african boy and the old lady loved to eat buns and started fighting again early in the morning. [ Love to go to the storybook website www. Aiquxs. Com ]

I love steamed buns: damn, I came here early in the morning to find fault with you.

Little white face in africa: get out of here.

I love to eat buns: I will not go away, dare to blackmail my idol, looking for death!

Suddenly, a good-looking netizen jumped out: africa's little white face, you have a white face enough to call it africa's little white face? But keep an eye on your computer.

Little white face in africa: no white face in africa, only refugees.

I love buns: refugees? Damn, it's more like being a troublemaker.

...

"Hack the computer that the netizens told africa not to have a pretty face!" Jiang Xiaoyun watched for a while as the little african boy and the old lady liked to eat buns. The computer technician had already found out the ip addresses of both parties.

Sure enough, the little boy in africa was deliberately attacking Lan Qiqi. The company's internal website, tudou, and 90 % of youku's offensive comments were registered with the same ip address.

Obviously, the little white face in africa has a strong purpose.

"Yes, president." The computer technician held the computer and clattered on the keyboard. In less than a minute, the computer of the little white man in africa suddenly flashed a few screens.

"Miss Qianqian, your computer suddenly broke down." One of Xia Qianqian's assistants was a small, pretty boy from africa, an internet user. He was having a heated argument with his wife about eating buns. His computer suddenly had a blue screen and couldn't be rebooted.

"It wasn't good just now. How could it be bad?" Xia Qianqian was puzzled.

"It looks like someone has hacked into it."

"...

"President, we successfully hacked the other party's computer, and also her privacy into our computer." Jiang group's computer technicians quickly defeated Xia Qianqian's personal computer.

"Show me the photos." Jiang Xiaoyun took the notebook from the computer technician.

Click on the folder where the other party saved the photos.

In a split second, Xia Qianqian's private photos were all in front of him.

"Sure enough, she was behind it." Staring at the particularly revealing photos on the computer, Jiang Xiaoyun's face flashed with a chill.

"President, what are we going to do next?" Asked the computer technician.

"Sell these photos to the newspaper. Tomorrow's entertainment headline will definitely be her big star xia." There was a price to pay for slandering Lan Qiqi.

"I know what to do, president." Jiang's computer technician left the president's office with his laptop.

That's what happened in the comments section.

I love eating steamed buns: the little white face in africa is rough!

Antarctic slippers: the little white face in africa is thick!

The god or the bachelor: the little white face in africa is rough!

Beautiful as a flower: the little white man in africa saw that we were crowded. Let's go!

God of love won't marry me: he must be afraid of us.

Carrying the sunset to school: hey, we won!

I love eating buns: if you dare to blacken my idol again, you must drown him!

...

Handsome scum: she's dead.

There were cheers, oh! Yeah!!!

The next day.

Xia Qianqian's personal photos flooded the headlines.

Overnight, the image was ruined.

Her endorsement and script plummeted, and she was terminated one after another. The company advised her to retire for a while. When the storm passed and she returned to the entertainment industry, Xia Qianqian was forced to have no choice but to go home and rest.

The Jiang group perfume ad and Lan Qiqi pk lasted only three days. Xia Qianqian was defeated without a fight, and the title of spokesperson naturally fell to Lan Qiqi.

"Congratulations, Qiqi. I wish you great success!" The entertainment industry was a big stage, more promising than being a secretary. Before leaving, Linda was particularly reluctant to leave Lan Qiqi.

"It's not like I'm not coming back. I'll still come back to the company often." It's a pity that she can't work with linda often. She and Linda have developed a tacit understanding in their work.

"Well, you must come back often to see me." Linda hugged Lan Qiqi.

"Sure." She left the secretary's desk with a cardboard box in her arms. She was about to step into the entertainment industry, work hard to shoot advertisements, and make a hit. That way, she would be able to frequently go to newspapers all over the country. When the time came, her family would definitely see her photos, and then she would come looking for her!

"What are you so happy about, huh?" In the evening, when Jiang Xiaoyun came back, she saw Lan Qiqi holding the computer and laughing all the time. She didn't know why she was so happy with the computer.

"I don't know what happened. The people who attacked me these days suddenly disappeared." She found that all the netizens who attacked her had disappeared overnight, and almost 80 % of the comments under her advertisements were positive.

"That's not my credit." Jiang Xiaoyun tore off the tight tie at the collar and threw it on the bed.

"What does this have to do with you? It's all my fans." Jiang Xiaoyun is so thick-skinned. It was those fans who defeated the little boy in africa, okay?!

Nothing to do with Jiang Xiaoyun!

"... He was a great hero. If he hadn't hired a computer technician to hack Xia Qianqian's computer, Lan Qiqi wouldn't have known when she would have attacked him.

"Ungrateful woman." Jiang Xiaoyun walked over to Lan Qiqi and gave her a punitive peck on the lips.

"Uh... It hurts..." Lan Qiqi was in pain and her small face twisted into a ball.

"But I hired someone to hack someone's computer. Otherwise, your pink bars would still have to fight them." Jiang Xiaoyun held Lan Qiqi's face, bent over and took another bite.

"You?" Lan Qiqi froze.

Jiang Xiaoyun actually helped her behind the scenes?!

"Of course it's me. Do you think you can beat the monster away with the power of those pink strips, huh? You think it's too simple!" Jiang Xiaoyun shook his head and lovingly scratched Lan Qiqi's nose.

The woman in front of her is so naive. She thinks that quarreling can make people shut up?

It was a dream!