Nie Chao threw it with all his strength.
After he bought the eggs, he carefully cracked the shells until they were almost cracked.
When the water was poured on them, the eggs broke into pieces with a crackling sound.
"ah--!"
Ying Luwei let out a scream and was stunned by the blow.
The noise was quite loud and attracted the attention of those who had not left yet.
They all looked over, very surprised.
Especially Ying Luwei's face covered with red rashes, paired with the egg white and yolk, was simply unsightly.
"That woman is so ugly, what's on her face?"
"It's so ugly. Who are you trying to scare by running out when you're so ugly?"
"Wait, is she Ying Luwei? She looks like..."
The sounds of taking photos rang out one after another, and some people had already opened Weibo to post.
"Don't look! Don't look!" Ying Luwei was almost going crazy. She covered her face with her bag and said, "Go away, everyone!"
Lu Zhi hurried forward and grabbed her hand: "Lu Wei, let's go."
Ying Luwei didn't dare to stay any longer and ran away with her head down.
"Hey, I'll make you crazy." Nie Chao clapped his hands and asked the girl for credit, "Boss, I did a good job, didn't I?"
As expected of him.
"Yeah." Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "I suggest you use garbage next time."
"ah?"
"What a waste." Looking at the broken eggs on the ground, Ying Zijin felt sorry, "It can hatch a lot of chicks."
Nie Chao: “…”
Why do all the big guys want to engage in farming these days?
Really different.
"Boss, I think you might be really good at fortune-telling." Nie Chao scratched his head, "Can you tell me when I can find my soulmate without getting kicked out?"
Fu Yunshen just came in from outside and heard these words.
He glanced at Nie Chao and said calmly: "Go clean up."
Nie Chao rolled away quickly.
"Everything has been resolved." Fu Yunshen touched the girl's head and curled his lips. "Don't worry, they don't have a chance to appeal."
Ying Zijin nodded: "The Nie family is..."
"Don't worry about it. He just happened to be free." Fu Yunshen said lazily, and paused, "What was he watching just now?"
"It's not important, but I think..." Ying Zijin was silent for a while before saying, "Saving money for my grandpa is a very wrong idea."
Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"
He leaned forward slightly and saw the content on the phone.
That was a freshly posted Weibo.
[@一天比一天更年轻: Retweet this Weibo and randomly draw 100 people to give away 10,000 yuan in cash. The draw will be on March 24th. If you are a fan of Ying Luwei, you will get to draw again. If you are a passerby who participated in the cyber violence, you will get to draw again. There is no purpose. It’s a lot of money. Let’s have some fun [打叫][打叫]]
Fu Yunshen: "..."
Mr. Zhong really is keeping up with fashion trends, even the new emoticons have been posted on Weibo, so smart and savvy.
Why is his grandfather so stupid as to become the mortal enemy of Mr. Zhong?
Isn't this a joke?
"I'm going to Shaoren Hospital." Ying Zijin handed a medicine bottle to the man, "You go do your thing, I'll go to the Fu family to see Grandpa Fu another day."
Fu Yunshen's eyelashes moved slightly, and his pupils were as deep as the sea.
He chuckled: "Okay, brother will wait for you."
——
At this time, Mr. Zhong’s Weibo post immediately caused a sensation on Weibo.
He posts some funny videos on his personal account every day, attracting many netizens.
Although netizens are not clear about his identity, they all know that he is an elderly man.
So when we saw this Weibo post, we were all shocked.
[Fuck, grandpa is such a rich guy!] Ten thousand yuan, hit me, hit me! 】
[Those who have never won a prize are lining up below.] 】
[If I can win, I will buy a bag of spicy strips for everyone who likes me. 】
[Here I come, I’m here to lower the winning rate.] 】
The number of reposts increased rapidly every minute, and in less than ten minutes, it reached 20,000, and it directly became a hot topic.
It’s impossible for Ying Luwei’s fans not to notice it.
Especially when I saw the sentence "If you draw the fan of Ying Luwei, you can draw again", I was so angry that my eyes turned red and I couldn't control my keyboard.
[If you don’t want to smoke, then don’t smoke. It’s only ten thousand. Who cares? Can you afford a Chanel lipstick? 】
[Haha, it turns out that there is a financial backer behind it, and there is a transaction involving money, so we Lu Shui don’t bother to draw. 】
[I can tell at first glance that this nouveau riche came from nowhere. Lu Wei is a real wealthy socialite. I won't associate with her. Thank you for not smoking. 】
[It must be a young kid, a rich second generation who has never been to school, who would waste so much money on the lottery. It's rubbish. 】
After seeing these comments, the netizens who participated in the lottery were furious.
Bullying an old man?
Before they could roll up their sleeves and start a fight, they found that the blogger @一天比一天更年轻 directly came out to fight.
[I don't want to hit you, so you don't have to care about it. Lulululu.] 】
[Are you jealous? I’m just trying to make you jealous. Are you angry? Well, I wouldn't even hit you if I were angry. It would be best if you were mad to death. 】
[I don't buy Chanel lipsticks. The minimum gift I give is ten sets of La Mer. You may not even know what La Mer is, poor kid. 】
Netizens: “…”
Sorry to bother you.
Grandpa’s fighting ability is stronger than theirs.
They are too naive.
After Mr. Zhong had finished criticizing Ying Luwei’s fans, he was in a very good mood and even opened a bottle of red wine to celebrate.
Zhong Manhua was sitting on the sofa. Seeing Mr. Zhong grinning, she was puzzled: "Dad, what are you laughing at?"
She and Mr. Zhong parted on bad terms that day, and today Mr. Zhong called her over again, but no one knew what the matter was.
"Nothing." Mr. Zhong tried hard to hold back his laughter. His face became serious again. He coughed and said, "I came to you because I have something important to discuss with you."
Now that Mr. Zhong was willing to pay attention to her, Zhong Manhua no longer had to act so polite.
She smiled and said, "You say."
"Today is the 17th. In a few days, on the 24th, it will be Zijin's birthday." Mr. Zhong looked at the calendar. "Last year, you brought her back but didn't give her a party. You have to organize this year's birthday party well."
"I don't have time." Zhong Manhua refused without a second thought. She replied coldly, "Zhen Ting and I have agreed to go to Ozhou to celebrate Qianqian's birthday. We will leave the day after tomorrow."
Where is the time to hold a birthday party?
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