Therefore, there are still curses under Tang Xiaobao’s Weibo.
Several senior executives of Weibo were alarmed and rushed to the company to hold a meeting overnight.
Everyone was talking at once, their faces solemn.
"Things have gotten so bad that they're getting bigger and bigger. We have to step in and control it."
"Yes, we received many calls from netizens expressing dissatisfaction with our attitude."
"There are too many haters cursing at people now. This guy is really attracting too much hate, right?"
"That's right. That afternoon's press conference became his exclusive show. It would be strange if he didn't attract criticism."
"It's just that the noise is too loud."
The senior executive asked, "Can the server still handle such a large number of access requests?"
"There is no problem for now. Our computer room has just been upgraded and there is no problem with traffic." A technician replied.
The supervisor laughed and said, "Let them make a fuss. It has nothing to do with us anyway, so don't worry about it. The more they make a fuss, the more popular Tang Xiaobao will be, which is good for us."
"ah?"
The group of people were dumbfounded.
Ten thirty in the evening.
Tang Xiaobao hasn't slept yet.
As the person involved, he is naturally also paying attention to his own Weibo.
But he didn't get involved.
Zhao Haiyang and some friends called just now, but Tang Xiaobao has now come to terms with it.
Some people like it, and naturally some people hate it.
But tonight, he gained millions of new fans, and the total number of fans is about to break 58 million.
Gaining a round of fans is a good thing and can bring a wave of reputation.
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