Ye Lan is a rare genius in the ancient martial arts world in the past thousand years. This title is not only reflected in her superb talent in martial arts and metaphysics, but also in the fact that she led Xuanzong to fight several large-scale battles at a young age, directly making Xuanzong superior to other sects.
To this day, those sects have been beaten by her to the point that they dare not show up.
The leader has always known that Ye Lan is different from other previous clan leaders. He is not someone who is willing to work hard and live in seclusion in the mountains and is easy to control.
Her ambition, ideals and aspirations are no less than those of these worldly people.
That's why she temporarily changed her tone in the live broadcast room.
She knew very well that this matter could not be negotiated peacefully.
Everyone in the conference room looked unhappy, but the leader had a veto power, and since he had spoken, others would not interfere.
At this time, several live broadcast rooms exploded.
"Fuck, is this true? Formation? Is this still a scientific society?"
"Watch more of Ye Shen's past live broadcasts and you'll know that demons and monsters really exist."
'The live broadcast room has not been blocked yet, it seems to be confirmed.'
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Netizens are not fools. They know that network surveillance is everywhere now. If they really cannot promote feudal superstition, the live broadcast room would have been gone the second Ye Lan said this.
But now the live broadcast is not only smooth, but the girl in the picture is also as calm as before.
"These are just some low-level tricks. Don't panic. Ordinary demons have rules and regulations nowadays, and they can't be easily circulated in the city."
She also began to educate people about the law and explain the dividing line between ordinary people and these mysterious forces.
Although it sounded magical, the audience's emotions were calmed down little by little.
"Fortunately, these monsters don't come out to harm people at any time, otherwise it would be really scary."
"The more I listen, the more fantastical it seems. Are you sure this isn't just some fabricated lie?"
"If it's true, then why is there a snake demon in the old western-style building?"
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Ye Lan leaned on his arm, looking like he had come here specifically to answer questions from the audience. After seeing the questions in the comments, he opened his thin lips and said quietly, "Those foreigners want to cause trouble, but there's nothing we can do."
Another earth-shattering statement.
The director and the other guests were terrified, their pupils clearly showing signs of shock—is this even something you can say?!
No one spoke, so Ye Lan pretended they didn't exist and chatted with the comments.
"Fuck, so many of these old Western-style buildings were indeed designed and built by foreigners. Were they really the work of the foreigners?"
"Those old Western-style buildings are worth hundreds of millions of dollars. I think they're all just foreign-worshiping things. Now, every one of those owners has changed their nationality and no longer recognizes themselves as Chinese. Only we're still giving them money."
'Top floor, plus one.'
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The sentiment of hatred towards the rich was immediately stirred up and intensified in the barrage.
Seeing that the topic was becoming more and more sensitive, the director was frightened and was trembling as he was ready to speak out to smooth things over.
At this time, Ye Lan in the live broadcast room spoke again.
"Yeah, I think that makes sense."
director:"!!!"
Come on, can you give this ancestor some mute medicine?
At this moment, he really wanted to kneel down to Ye Lan, but she was the most famous person in the audience, so it was impossible for him to treat her as an unknown person and kick her off the stage directly.
But precisely because it was so popular, within less than a minute after the topic ended, several hot searches about the prices of old Western-style buildings had already emerged.
The appeal of celebrities is amazing.
Especially since Ye Lan is still very popular among the people.
As soon as she stood up to speak for the poor, the old Western-style building, which was the target, was immediately affected.
The housing prices, which were already inflated and hyped up, instantly became a bubble and became a thing that no one was interested in in the trading market.
Not only that, soon many official blogs of corporate groups on media platforms and even senior executives stood up to boycott these old Western-style buildings and stated that they would not purchase them.
Among them are Mr. Qiao Kun, a master of embroidery, the Xie family, a wealthy businessman with a national landmark building, Miao Lanying, a rising star in the design field, Xu Jinsheng, a shipping tycoon, and the He family, the king of jade...
The words spoken by the bigwigs in these industries have already represented a trend.
What finally brought down the prices of old Western-style buildings was a notice issued by the Xiao Group.
The family from the top of the pyramid in the imperial capital directly listed the old Western-style building in the low-value development area, which undoubtedly announced to the world that the so-called historical buildings are nothing but a pile of garbage.
In an instant, the real estate industry was in turmoil.
Countless people who hold real estate resources or builders tried to send messages to Xiao, asking what was going on.
Unfortunately, the information fell into oblivion.
The price of the old western-style building suffered a devastating blow. Five minutes after Ye Lan liked the netizen's comment, the assets that originally amounted to hundreds of millions or even billions of yuan shrank rapidly. In the end, the trading market gritted its teeth and listed the price at tens of millions, but no one was interested.
When some people are happy, others will naturally be crazy.
Soon a group of people came into the live broadcast room and insulted and attacked Ye Lan by using paid screen-filling special effects.
"You actors who rely on your looks to make a living have no talent or moral integrity. Who ordered you to disrupt the market here? Believe it or not, I will make sure you are out of business tomorrow."
"What are you representing here as the poor? You've never seen anything good in your life, and you're just speaking nonsense because you hate the rich. Don't you know how to spell the word 'ban'?"
'Shut up, if you don't want to die.'
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Large amounts of personal threats flashed across the screen in red, which looked shocking.
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