Chapter 862 What if this is my daughter? (Then I will wake up laughing in my dreams)
The voice of public opinion has completely reversed.
It is a virtual thing. After clearing away the fog and instigation, and with someone guiding you and clearing your mind, you will find that -
What was I doing before?
What am I thinking?
There's no black material about this.
If you think about it, you will find that the host's behavior is very normal. Considering her age, is it excessive to say that she is a promising young woman?
It doesn’t seem too much.
Let’s think about it from the perspective of an elder. If my family/my son/my daughter is someone like Jiang Qiuqiu, would I be very angry?
80-year-old middle-aged man yy:
Ah, my daughter, only in her early twenties, is attending a federal university! She's double majoring in two departments! And she didn't ask us to pay for her tuition. She even bought us gifts and showed her filial piety.
Not only that, after going to college, she also met my idols, many of my idols, and received praise from my idols.
Independent (received treatment alone), opinionated (withdrew from the competition on his own initiative), and kind-hearted.
Then I——
I'm sorry, my ancestral grave has to start emitting green smoke very quickly, and the smoke has to be as high as a thirty-story building, otherwise it will be useless.
I should wake up laughing in my dream, hugging the quilt at four in the morning, hahaha, so excited that I can't fall asleep.
If you put yourself in the female goose's perspective, you will immediately feel that she is extremely excellent.
!
I apologize for my stubbornness.
It's too one-sided.
The Internet is terrifying. Once you're hooked, you lose the ability to think.
【! That’s right, I, Chuchu, never quarrel with others casually! 】
Yes, after talking things out and stopping arguing, everyone seems to be able to communicate again.
The people of Jiuxing don’t hold grudges. As long as you praise Jiujiu, we will be good friends.
They all call each other uncle, aunt, uncle, and aunt. Middle-aged people are embarrassed when they say excessive words. When they are called like this -
Ouch.
[Shame on you, I forgot she was a little girl.]
[…I’m ashamed too. I even praise my little brat for attending a fake university right next door, so how can I have the nerve to say that other people’s federal universities are hopeless??]
yes.
This feeling of being incited is like being cast under a spell.
so--
Who instigated them?
Who is the driving force behind this war of public opinion?
This has become the issue that everyone is most concerned about at the moment.
-
"Bang."
Wen Jun threw the teacup in his hand against the wall.
The precious ceramic teacup was delicate and beautiful, but fragile. It shattered into pieces the moment it hit the wall.
The loud noise made the secretary subconsciously take a step back.
It was this step that made Wen Jun glance at him, his eyes cold and full of murderous intent.
The secretary knelt on the ground in an instant, "Boss, I was wrong."
"You are indeed wrong. You have been wrong for so long and still haven't solved this problem."
"What the hell? The funding approved every year, someone up there messed things up like this?"
"How many generals are there for—"
"What generals?" Wen Jun stood up. "Just a few retired old guys."
"The person who contacted us is a coward. He didn't even dare to come forward. He just withdrew. What else can we do?"
There was no respect for General Yuan and others in his tone.
"Then we now—"
What should I do? It's impossible to make Jiang Qiuqiu socially dead.
Just as the two were chatting, Wen Jun's terminal rang.
He raised his hand and took a look, his expression changing slightly.
SSS-level encryption.
"Get out."
"Yes." The secretary fled from the office.
My heart is pounding. If I didn't know too much...
He simply didn't want to continue doing it.
(End of this chapter)
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