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It felt good.

Ye Changle smiled speechlessly. But did you think that he would be able to kill you just because you called him?

He was thinking about his next training plan.

At this moment, all of a sudden.

A Weixin video came in. Because it was an old phone, it directly covered the live broadcast page.

Ye Changle took a closer look. It was Zhang Xiaojing, the lackey.

After pondering for a moment, he felt that it was more important to get down to business, so he clicked accept.

"President Ye, congratulations. You're famous now.”Zhang Xiaojing said seriously.

“????”

Ye Changle was confused.

"You can see how popular you are when you turn on the funny voice.”

"Ugh! Got it. Are you done? Let's go to Changsheng Square and eat first!"

Ye Changle said and hung up.

He turned on the teasing voice again.

He scrolled through more than ten videos, but he didn't find any content related to him!

He even suspected that Zhang Xiaojing was bluffing him.

He drew another one.

Hmm?

#This is a billionaire, can you believe it?# The video was about the process of him " giving up his seat " on the bus, and it was about him buying a Rolls-Royce.

He opened the comments.

The first hot comment.

"That line about me being your father was really domineering. I wonder what his mother's expression will be when she sees that her granddaughter is about the same age as her.”

Replied to the post below.

"Brilliant! It's too f * cking brilliant!"

"I'll probably be angered to death."

"This brother has a strange way of thinking. He's simply a logic freak.”

"If his ancestors knew that he was randomly acknowledging his relatives, they would probably jump out of their coffins.”

……

Ye Changle continued to scroll down, all of which were taunts and curses like this.

His first reaction was not anger, but realization.

Oh! So that's how I got my money.

No wonder his distress points had soared so quickly. It had already broken through the eight million mark. It should be able to break through ten million later.

He counted with his fingers. 800 million.

However, it would be a lie to say that she was not angry.

Even if he was about to die, he had to face so much foul language. It even involved his family. What was even more ridiculous was that even his ancestors had jumped out.

Wasn't it just giving up a seat?

Was there a need for such an intense reaction?

It was as if there were indescribable details between him and their wives. His eyes were red as he cursed.

But then again, it was because of them that he could enjoy his last moments of happiness and live unscrupulously.

Strictly speaking, they were his parents, the light that would illuminate his path to hell at the end of his life.

Thinking of this, he felt that he should not be angry.

They should even make pennants such as " Internet Poop-spitting Champion,"" Internet Surfing Expert,"" National Debate Expert," and so on, and give them to them.

They were all heroes!

After a brief scan, he continued to swipe downwards.

Yes! The video of the old lady's interview was released.

There was another wave of denouncement and condemnation below.

After that.

Old Mrs. Han's entire family was involved.

Ye Changle couldn't help but laugh. He recalled carefully.

It was as if he had said," If you can stand, don't beep." Then, that was it?

It should be gone!

In the end, combined with the interview video and comments, he felt that he was an unpardonable villain, as if he had done something utterly heartless.

Ha! Ridiculous.

He continued to scroll down and saw the video of Zhang Qibao and his men blocking him.

The aggressive part of the people in front was gone.

Only the part where he seriously said," If you dare to touch me, I'll crush you. If you don't believe me, you can try."

All the videos had no cause and effect. They were all taken out of context, but the keyboard players continued to rush to the battlefield.

Did they not have the ability to think independently?

Could it be that they all had cerebral paralysis?

Neither.

They were smarter than anyone else.

There was only one reason. The pleasure of trampling on the rich made them unwilling to think about problems.

To put it bluntly, he hated the rich.

After understanding the nature of things, he was happy.

He suddenly realized that they were quite cute. When they had good lines, he even joined in to have a deep discussion.

Hmm?

How about…holding a press conference and then spitting out a wave of anger to garner hatred?

For example," Everyone here is trash when it comes to spraying feces.”

The response should be very intense!

That's right! First, he set a small goal to earn 100 billion.

Ye Changle peeked at the screen with great interest.

On the stage.

Xu Haode was furious.

After she said " Daddy, I love you," she glanced at the wall of gifts.

There was nothing.

"Brother Haha, don't restrain yourself. Please start your performance.”

There was no response.

After a moment, she asked," Brother Haha, are you lost?”

There was still no response.

She clicked open the audience seats, but there was no sign of Ha-ha Monster.

After a short period of calm, it was a storm.

"Liar, you liar."

"You didn't keep your promise. I called you but you didn't send it. If you have the guts, don't come to my live-stream room in the future.”

"If I see you next time, I won't let you off. Liar!”

She felt wronged!

She mustered up all her courage and called out, but in the end, she was ignored.

The damage to her heart could be measured in tons.

What happened to the hundred thousand?

Give me back 100,000!

I don't care, return me 100,000 yuan!

Xu Haode wiped his red eyes and almost cried tears of anger.

Fortunately, she was strong enough!

Ugh! It was because her tears were stubborn enough that they could not be wiped away.

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