Metaphysics Reborn: My rules are rules

With Ye Yuran fueling the flames from behind, the entry "Dasheng Technology Chairman Jiang Xiangshengjiang, an old man who killed his relatives for righteousness and had noble moral character" became a hot search on many websites.

Netizens who didn't pay much attention to this at first clicked on the entry out of curiosity. After learning what happened, they posted a series of comments praising Jiang Chaosheng. They were soon led astray and began to feel that the director of Dasheng Technology He is a talent.

"Old man, the comments are all complimentary to you, you can rest assured." The assistant held the tablet and said with a flattering smile.

It was already late at night, and the lights in the study were dim. Jiang Chaosheng was wearing black pajamas, with a big coat draped over his shoulders. The flat light illuminated his old, wrinkled face.

Jiang Chaosheng's turbid eyes fell on those comments, and he clicked on one of the comments with his dry hand: "Are these the navy you bought?"

The assistant took a look at the content and frowned slightly: "It should be so. The navy team we have been working with before was caught for something unknown, so we are looking for a new team this time. Maybe they are not proficient in business. It seems There are a lot of people arranging it and they don’t have much control over the direction.”

"Suppress these comments." Jiang Xiangsheng pinched his eyebrows, always feeling that something was wrong, "Let the trolls change the direction of the trend to our products, and don't take advantage of personal ethics."

The assistant responded quickly: "Okay."

He has been with Jiang Chaosheng for a long time and has been exposed to a lot of things. He naturally knows Jiang Xiangsheng's character. These comments are indeed stepping on his lightning points.

I don’t know what happened to the navy this time. In the past, things were explained quickly, but now it’s a bit unclear.

Gotta beat and beat...

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"Not yours?" The assistant frowned and looked at the "big guy" opposite.

The coffee was steaming, and the white mist blocked part of the line of sight. The assistant couldn't see his expression clearly.

"No." The big man opposite spoke, his voice low and hoarse, the kind of discomfort you feel when you suddenly speak after a long period of silence, "My people all have a unified way of criticizing people, and those who make noise on the Internet are obviously not mine. people."

"Who could that be?" The assistant lowered his eyes, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The coffee tastes mellow, and even with half an extra sugar, it doesn't look overly sweet, but the assistant has no intention of tasting this cup of coffee, which is considered delicious.

The ominous premonition is somewhat strong.

"Remove some trolls from the Internet, direct the conversation to Jiang Group's products, and don't pay too much attention to Mr. Jiang." The assistant knocked on the table and warned, "Be careful in your work. Mr. Jiang can help you." Money can also make you...you know."

After getting a response from the other person, the assistant took the last sip of coffee, grabbed the coat hanging on the back of the chair, hung it on his arm, and left.

The big man still sat in his original position. After a long time, he picked up the cold coffee and took a sip.

"How about it?"

Another big guy came over from a chair at another table and sat across from him.

It was only then that the navy leader sat up straight again: "Brother Xu."

Xiao Xu stretched out his hand.

The big man took out the recorder hidden in his sleeve and placed it respectfully on Xiao Xu's hand.

"You did a good job." Xiao Xu praised, "I will ask Lei Zi to give you a bonus when you go back. Then go home and celebrate the Chinese New Year." Xiao Xu said.

The big man smiled naively: "Thank you, Brother Xu."

Xiao Xu nodded: "Let's go back and report the situation to the lady."

The two went to the factory on the outskirts of the city together.

The heating in the room was on and the temperature was suitable. Ye Yuran leaned on the leather sofa and watched the monitor boredly. The comfortable environment made her a little sleepy.

"buckle"

The sudden knock on the door made her wake up a little. Ye Yuran cheered up and stretched.

"Come in."

Xiao Xu came in from the door with the big guy.

"Miss."

Ye Yuran responded: "How is it?"

"Jiang Xiangsheng came to see Jiang Wen as expected. Their conversation has been recorded." Xiao Xu said, putting the recorder on the coffee table in front of Ye Yuran.

Ye Yuran raised his eyes and looked at the big man following Xiao Xu, and praised: "Not bad."

Jiang Wen was horrified: "Young lady is so complimentary."

"When this matter is resolved, give the brothers some bonuses and a holiday, and let them go home and have a good rest." Ye Yuran said to Xiao Xu, playing with the compact recorder in his hand.

Xiao Xu nodded: "Okay, Lei Zi is already counting their bonuses, and they should be reported to you in the next few days."

Ye Yuran didn't have any opinion on these things. It was as much as it should be. As long as the people below could work, they should be given more money.

"The momentum on the Internet is gaining momentum. Before Jiang Xiangsheng realizes that Jiang Wen is one of ours, let's expose those dirty materials." Ye Yuran curled her lips, "And this recording, let's play it too. Go up. Find more influential bloggers to forward it."

Xiao Xu nodded in agreement.

"Wait a minute." Ye Yuran stopped Xiao Xu, "No need to go to those big bloggers. You can contact the president of Dushi Media and just ask him to expose it."

Dushi Media’s blog posts are more useful than anything else.

Ye Yuran thought about it again: "You should keep an eye on Jiang Xiangsheng and report to me if there is any movement over there."