Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Linman beside her suddenly grabbed her hand, "Wait."

"What's the matter?" An Ziqi turned her head and looked at Linman in confusion.

Lin Man raised his finger to the tablet on the table in front of him.

"Look at this quickly."

An Ziqi looked in the direction of her finger. On the screen of the tablet computer, there was originally a comment area on the homepage of the website that was opening.

There were a lot of Hei An Ziqi's comments below. At this moment, an IP address appeared behind all the accounts that had hacked her.

Lin Manzai looked carefully one by one, and it was easy to find that there are probably hundreds of the same IP addresses in each group of IP addresses appearing on those accounts.

There is no way to count how many groups there are.

The network cable in each family, and even the IP address of each mobile phone is different, which is a matter of common sense.

With so many accounts with the same IP address, and all the black fans are divided into groups so regularly, there is only one possibility.

It is that these accounts are originally naval forces, controlled by one person or several people at the same time.

At this moment, there was no need for them to come out and give any explanation, all the people who had been watching the battle before had quickly understood it.

These Hei An Ziqi's accounts are deliberately brought rhythm by the navy who was hired by someone to spend money.

The purpose is to step on An Ziqi.

And they were accidentally used as guns.

No one wants to be held out as a gunman.

If the matter just passed, it would be fine, but now, the matter is exposed in front of everyone.

For a while, the people who were still fighting An Ziqi fiercely with the navy just now were a little bit irritated at the moment.

There was no need for An Ziqi's people to take the rhythm, and immediately began to scold the navy and the people behind the navy.

Some people have even begun to speculate whether it was Hei An Ziqi, the person Han Mengxue and the others deliberately sought.

After all, in terms of reputation, An Ziqi is too much older than her.

Seeing the various speculations underneath that quickly started to swipe the screen, An Ziqi smiled helplessly and shook her head slightly.

Except for true fans and black fans, most of the other people on the Internet are like this.

They don't have a firm stand of their own, and they just follow what others say.

Han Mengxue and the others also took advantage of this to send public opinion to the highest peak in a short period of time.

Looking at her Weibo again, it turned out that her fans had already begun to take the initiative in turn, and began to tear up those stubborn black fans.

Lin Man finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again on his face.

She just called the people in the technical department, and they said it would take at least ten hours to get it done, so it's impossible for those technicians in the technical department to do this.

There is only Xiao Moli who can do it in such a short time and is willing to do it for An Ziqi.

Turning his head, excitedly pulled An Ziqi's arm and said, "President Xiao is really a genius!"

An Ziqi showed a small smug on her face, accepting compliments unceremoniously, "Of course."

This natural tone was as if Lin Man praised her.

Lin Man gave her a speechless white look, and this cheeky was probably something Xiao always tolerated.

While they were happy, Han Mengxue, who had rapidly gained millions of fans before, had a number of fans in just a few minutes, and lost 800,000 to 900,000.

Only 200,000 fans remain in her name.