City: Become a discipline committee member at the beginning

Chapter 65 Check

During the recuperation period, Wang Xiaohua had nothing to do but play with his mobile phone and watch TV.

Now when watching movies and TV dramas, it seems that everyone likes to watch them in the live broadcast room, and Wang Xiaohua is no exception.

What are you looking at?

He tossed and turned, thinking that modern film and television dramas are almost all bloody plots, which are of no value for appreciation, so he clicked on a classic TV drama, Yongzheng Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the live broadcast room, he saw a brain-damaged barrage.

"The Emperor of the Ten Changes, does this kind of TV have the face to broadcast?"

I rely on.

Sure enough, he complied with that sentence. In reality, he was obedient, but on the Internet, he hit hard.

The Internet is a place full of good and bad people, and it is also a gathering place for trolls. This is understandable.

Wang Xiaohua replied: "The ancient Chinese characters are Yu, how can I change it?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohua was serious and explained to him solemnly.

But people just ignored it and said another sentence.

"Ten changes can't be done, so can you? Okay, ten changes to the head office."

What he meant was that the edict of Kangxi's succession to the fourteenth son was changed to the fourth son.

In this regard, Wang Xiaohua muttered something.

"Are you an idiot? The imperial edict is written in Manchu, Han and Mongolian languages. How do you change it?"

How could it be a sprayer?That is, no matter what objection he received, he had a theory of his own.

Sure enough, he changed the subject, "Yongzheng has Longkodo's assistance, sealed off the whole city, tore up the imperial edict, and rewritten the succession himself, is that okay?"

shit...

He can say that.

Wang Xiaohua shook his head, and saw the person pasting and copying, constantly swiping the screen, causing all kinds of mutual criticism.

For a while, barrages were flying all over the live broadcast room.

There are two types, one is serious refutation, and the other is confusing and deliberately pretending to be crazy.

This is really a ridiculous thing.

In fact, they all know the truth, some people are deliberately disgusting, to gain attention, and to show their presence.

Like presence, right?
Wang Xiaohua has a super account in hand, immediately banned that person permanently, and did not forget to send a sentence: "Continue to swipe, why don't you swipe?"

That person's account was blocked and he couldn't send any messages.

After a while, it was another trumpet, and chatted privately with Wang Xiaohua: "What's the use of closing it? I'm opening a trumpet and continuing to use it. The most useless function on the Internet is to seal the account. Unblocking it, I'm creating a new one." , hit me, you idiot."

Wang Xiaohua chuckled.

He just likes this kind of people who give him style.

"You're right, I want to see how many registration methods you have."

In this way, when he registered one, Wang Xiaohua blocked one, and the same was true for other people who pretended to be stupid.

In less than an hour, he earned another wave of reputation points.

Of course, this is not the end.

This kind of people can be called a cancer on the Internet. They can't change their shit, and they will also go to various games and spray on other platforms.

Immediately, Wang Xiaohua called Yuechan, inquired about the relevant information, and ordered the staff of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall to dispatch, and slapped everyone a hundred times on the mouth.

Wang Xiaohua is lying on the bed, listening to the beautiful music, and he still has a sense of style from time to time.

This is called making money while lying down.

Qin Mi'er raised a question: "Husband, most of the online platforms are under our banner, why don't you turn off the barrage, so that bad comments can be completely eliminated."

This kind of statement is still too young.

"Because of the world's enterprises, I haven't finished buying them yet."

What does it mean?
Seeing Qin Mi'er's puzzlement, Wang Xiaohua smiled slightly: "They don't give money away, so I don't have the money to buy it."

"You are really bad enough to fish on purpose."

"Fuck you, this isn't fishing. It's them taking the bait on their own initiative, thinking that the usual venting will make them feel comfortable. In fact, I am the one who is really comfortable."

After a period of rest, Wang Xiaohua planned to go to the hospital for an examination.

It's the same female doctor.

Pants off inspection as always.

"Well, it's recovering well, just go home and take care of it for a week."

"Wait another week?"

Wang Xiaohua was taken aback.

At this time, I saw her breastplate. The female doctor was Zhang Xuelan, about 30 years old, wearing a white coat, wearing a pair of cool high heels, with ten toes exposed.

Zhang Xuelan looked indifferent, seemingly serious, and said coldly, "Can't you wait a week?"

"No." Wang Xiaohua chuckled.

"Okay, let's go out."

Zhang Xuelan was expressionless, with a trace of impatience.

I rely on...

Does someone owe her millions?Like this?

She got up, walked to the side, took off her white coat, turned her head, and frowned: "What are you looking at? Come back for the last checkup in a week. I'm leaving get off work."

look at her?

Wang Xiaohua was a little depressed. Although she was a few years older than him and a bit pretty, Wang Xiaohua was not a womanizer, but he was upset about her indifference.

The next sentence: "Look at the beauty."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

"How's it going?"

Qin Mi'er followed him out of the hospital gate, asking with concern.

"It's just a small matter, don't worry, let's go."

As soon as he got in the car, Wang Xiaohua felt that something was wrong, so he carefully observed Qin Mier's car.

"Honey, how much is your car?"

"What do you care? Anyway, I followed you to keep a low profile, can't I spend money if I have money?"

Wang Xiaohua pursed his lips, feeling very helpless.

I have always kept a low profile, but thinking about it back then, Qin Mi'er was born as a boss, and her family background was good since she was a child, so there is no need for her to suffer any grievances.

But due to the danger of his work, he had no choice but to persuade Qin Mi'er to leave.

After all, Chengzhou is the base camp, where the safety factor is high.

Although he has martial arts, Qin Mi'er doesn't have martial arts, so he has no choice but to let it go.

I have to hate the trolls every day and punish the scum. I don’t know how many people I have offended. If they jointly crowdfund again, and there is another 911 incident, the consequences will be disastrous.

I remember that Yuechan bought a domestic car back then, and it was probably still collecting ashes in the garage. When he came out, Yuechan gave him the keys.

When I got to the garage, it was indeed a layer of dust.

Wang Xiaohua drove to the car wash shop. After cleaning, he had to come to the hospital for a review for the last time.

"Doctor Zhang..."

As soon as Wang Xiaohua opened the door, he saw that the room was empty.

What about people?

Just as he was wandering, Zhang Xuelan came from not far away, still with that indifferent face.

Is she in menopause?
Always moody?
"what's up?"

As soon as she entered the room, Zhang Xuelan asked coldly.

"Come to check, didn't you say that you will have the last checkup today?"

Zhang Xuelan didn't speak, but she looked disdainful.

After completing the last inspection, he still said: "Okay, let's go."

"Huh? Am I okay?"

"kindness."

If you say one more word, you will die?
Wang Xiaohua felt a little aggrieved, so he left the hospital and walked into a coffee shop.

Taking advantage of the situation, he sat by the window, so that he could observe the outside clearly, but in case of emergencies, he could attack quickly.

(End of this chapter)