Chapter 147 Did you come up with this?



Many people left messages and comments.

Seeing this, Qin Yike turned to the camera and said, "Let's turn off the broadcast for ten minutes and then turn it back on to let Miss Ye Yuning adjust her mood."

Ye Yuning nodded and wiped her face with a tissue: "I'll go wash my face."

The live broadcast room is closed.

Ye Yuning did not notice that the number of followers on her personal Weibo account was growing wildly.

She walked out of the interview room and hurried to the next room.

Seeing Ye Yuning coming in, Zhou Wan, Ning Cai and others hurried forward and gave her a big hug.

Meng Yanzhou smiled and said, "From the current situation, it's already very favorable to you. Now Shen Xian is carrying the stigma, and the audience thinks you are particularly pitiful. The contradiction and focus have been shifted."

Ye Yuning looked at Meng Yanzhou gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Meng."

Meng Yanzhou smiled and shook his hands: "Haha, it's okay, we are all friends. How about it, is my plan feasible?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuning and others were just about to say that your plan is good, as it diverts the focus and gives themselves a chance to catch their breath.

Next time he faces an interview, he won't be so anxious. He will just insist that the geese are farmed. As for whether the people believe it or not, Meng Yanzhou thinks that doesn't matter.

"The plan is still good." Ye Yuning said.

Zhou Wan frowned. The plan was good, but Chen Xian had to bear all the blame.

Meng Yanzhou didn't notice Zhou Wan's ugly expression, and was still smug: "Of course, I spent several days thinking of this plan!"

Just as he finished speaking, a somewhat cold voice came to his ear: "Did you come up with this?"

Turning around, I saw Shen Xian standing at the door without knowing when, holding a large file bag in his hand.

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