"You're lying to me."
Chen Tinghan was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, lying on the rocking chair in the room, fanning himself leisurely with a palm-leaf fan. He was too lazy to move when he saw his cell phone vibrating. He turned his head and took a glance, and was slightly surprised to see that it was a message from "Tingman".
He finally discovered it? What did he discover? When did he become smart?
Before Chen Tinghan could reply, the other party sent a series of messages:
I stared at the campus wall for a week and found that it was full of boring things and requests for help. The biggest thing was lost and found.
Looking at the chat content popping out on the phone screen, Chen Tinghan felt a little headache. Can't these young people use a more straightforward way of communicating when surfing the Internet?
After thinking for a while, Chen Tinghan picked up his mobile phone and replied: Isn't it a big deal that I can make the numbers on my bank card jump up continuously and non-stop just by moving my fingers?
A question mark popped up on the screen.
Then he said: I said, I don’t want to make money.
Chen Tinghan replied: I know, I know, a rich lady who doesn’t eat the five grains of food in the world doesn’t know how expensive firewood and rice are.
The most complete sentence typed out on the other end of the communication so far was: I am a fucking man.
Chen Tinghan leaned back in the rocking chair and pursed his lips. We must always be wary of Internet transsexuals.
This Tingman claimed to be a man and tried her best to imitate male language, but one could get a glimpse of his true nature from his habits that were revealed from time to time. However, since this girl was stubborn and didn't want to be exposed, we would just call her "he".
He sent a threat: This is different from what we agreed on, I will cancel the cooperation at any time.
Chen Tinghan sighed and decided to deal with it.
"Because you have these trivial things in your eyes, but you only believe in their appearance."
He wondered, "What does that mean?"
Chen Tinghan thought for a moment, typed in a few IDs, and said, "You can log in to the account on the wall and pay these people a visit to ask about their recent situation. They should thank you immediately and may even offer to pay you more."
He immediately added, "Although I know you despise money, I still want to remind you that it's best not to accept it."
Then there was silence for ten minutes, as if he really was going to "return the visit".
Ten minutes later he came back and sent a string of ellipsis.
"When was it done?"
Chen Tinghan didn't answer, but said, "I hold the operating rights of the Wall account. Out of respect, I disclose information to you. Whether I have done anything, and whether what I did is right or wrong, is for you to judge for yourself. It is of course your right to terminate the cooperation."
There was silence for a long time, and then two minutes later, he replied, "I didn't talk to them. I just looked through the chat history."
"On behalf of these people, thank you."
After a while, he added: "I admire you very much."
Chen Tinghan looked at his phone, breathed a sigh of relief, put it aside and stopped looking at it.
Fortunately, he is much easier to fool than Zhu Wenjing.
Although Chen Tinghan did not lie about this matter, he deliberately revealed only part of the truth. Tingman insisted on sharing the operating rights of the account as a condition for Chen Tinghan to share the forum traffic. If he had patience and could read through the thousands of messages a day, he would be able to discover the tricks Chen Tinghan was playing in secret.
It is a special method that only the reborn can use.
Confession walls and forums are two places where a large amount of information flows every day. The information that is truly worth paying attention to is buried in the trivial matters. Even the smartest people will only get dizzy and lost if they dive into it.
But Chen Tinghan glanced at the information and didn't need to remember all of it. As long as it could remind him of some forgotten key information and fill in the puzzle of his memory, it would be fine.
Chen Tinghan stood up, turned the whiteboard in the room over, and removed the outer layer of the tightly fitted baffle.
After the baffle was removed, a spider-web-like series of markings was revealed, held together with cotton thread and thumbtacks. Some were cut newspapers, one side had handwritten notes, and some even had clear or unclear photos attached.
Although Soul is already a 40-year-old man, he still likes things that look cool.
He particularly liked the version of Sherlock Holmes released in 2010, and this blank slate was a poor imitation of it.
On the whiteboard, the parts pinned with blue pushpins are events that have been resolved, and the black pushpins are events that have already occurred but have not been properly handled in time. Each part is extended by cotton thread. The blue line represents that the development of the event is basically controllable, or a good result has been achieved. The black line represents that the direction of the event is uncontrollable or has been out of control, which may lead to serious consequences.
Black thread is used less, but black thumbtacks are used more.
Destiny lies within the light cone. No matter how hard Chen Tinghan tries, he cannot undo what he has not seen or known. Moreover, he has no system and no talents or skills, so what he can do and his energy are limited.
That's why Chen Tinghan needs the Internet. Searching for valuable things in online forums is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but if you have a target and a location, it will be much easier to find them.
As for the "return visit list", some of them are real, but most of them are smurfs he created.
Including the preliminary preparations and publicity, the account has only been in operation for five days. How could so many foolish people post everything on the confession wall? What's more, the account has a bad reputation to begin with, and it will take time to reverse its reputation.
The court is full of students who usually have little patience and want quick results, so it is easy to fool them. It is not difficult to satisfy his kind-hearted mentality.
Chen Tinghan needs a reliable helper, and Ji Yanghai is the top priority he has to deal with right now. He currently believes that as long as Deng Shi does not come out, Ji Yanghai will not take any extreme measures.
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