Chapter 1959 The black draft was bombed


Chapter 1959 The black draft was bombed

Song Yuan...

Nan Jiaojiao responded with a few words, the nurse aunt is a warm-hearted person, and she has already become familiar with her after just knowing her for a while. She felt that Nan Jiaojiao was particularly easy to communicate with, because no matter what she said, Nan Jiaojiao would always give a simple response.

Even the one on the hospital bed had a stinking complexion and was not interested in chatting. She walked around the ward twice and found nothing to do, so she found a chair and sat in the corner.

Nan Jiaojiao has been playing games all afternoon. If Song Yuan needs anything, before Song Yuan can push the matter to Nan Jiaojiao, the nurse rushes over to do it. After three or two times, Song Yuan It stopped.

When the time agreed with Bo Yanqing was approaching, Lu Zhenzhen called, but Nan Jiaojiao hung up.

Since just now, she has not put down her phone after exiting the game.

Song Yuan turned her back, took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, and deleted the chat history with Sister Lai to make sure everything was safe. She felt better and turned back to look at Nan Jiaojiao provocatively.

"Jiaojiao, are you sending a message?"

Nan Jiaojiao: "No."

"I see you are very busy. I thought you were chatting with someone else. What happened?"

After saying this, Song Yuan carefully observed Nan Jiaojiao's face. She didn't react at all. When she spoke, Without raising her head, she said, "It's something interesting."

"Really, can you show me?"

Nan Jiaojiao didn't reply to her, so Lu Zhenzhen called again, Nan Jiaojiao picked up the answer, but before she could say anything, Lu Zhenzhen asked firmly: "Weibo exploded, did you do it?"

"Yeah."

"You went to the hospital these two days just because of this?"

Nan Jiaojiao said: "Absolutely."

"Why bother, Rongcheng is my territory, she thought When I send out any press release, I can suppress it as long as I want to. Why don’t you run over and wait on me?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned down the volume in advance to avoid being scolded. Will be deaf, "I'm fine anyway. It's more effective to have people come over than to suppress the news. At least it's not that troublesome to deal with." "Okay, I understand. I have found the source of the report. I suppressed it and there will be no trouble."< br>


"No."

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at Song Yuan, "Just do it appropriately, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome if you push me too hard."

Lu Zhenzhen rolled his eyes, "You Just looking for something to do for myself."

Nan Jiaojiao laughed twice, hung up the phone and continued to play on her phone.

As soon as the sound effect of entering the game sounded, Song Yuan couldn't sit still. She couldn't understand why Nan Jiaojiao could still hold her nerve. At this time, the Internet should be in turmoil.

She logged into Weibo and searched for her name and car accident keywords, but found none.

Even the few big Vs who have negotiated the price and want to build momentum across the entire network are quiet.

Song Yuan subconsciously glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, squinting her eyes, full of suspicion, but it was just suspicion. She didn't believe that this bitch was so capable.

But she was still worried and sent a message to Sister Lai. Sister Lai called directly. Song Yuan's hand shook and she almost let go. She picked up the phone and hung up, wanting to send a message to Sister Lai. He reminded her not to call at this time, it was inconvenient, but without even clicking on the interface, Sister Lai called again, so anxiously that Song Yuan couldn't stop her, so she had to pick up the call.

"I told you, don't..."

"Yuan Yuan, it's not good. All the drafts we prepared cannot be sent out!"

Song Yuan frowned, "What's going on?"

"At first it was It can be posted, but it was bombed within a minute without a link..."

(End of this chapter)

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