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At [-] o'clock in the evening on the weekend, which is the time when people start to relax, a newly registered unknown trumpet quietly posted a Weibo.

#The car accident of the first heir of the Xi family has another hidden story#

It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the content in the audio.As for whether the recording is real or not, I believe netizens will make up their own minds after listening to it.

[Audio file]

In less than 10 minutes after such a mysterious Weibo post was posted, marketing accounts from all walks of life rushed to the news, and one after another brought the topic editor's draft to make it popular.Seeing that the topic climbed from more than 50 to more than 20, it finally hung high on the top of the list and never came down again.

[Who is recording?Out of nowhere, really inexplicable]

[Xi Mu... Is that Xi Mu, the general manager of EAST Group, that I was thinking of? ]

[Although I can't tell who recorded it, it is obvious that Mr. Xi's car accident was not an accident]

[Shock!I can actually see the inside story of the rich family's grievances on the Internet! ]

[Don't worry, let the bullet fly for a while, haven't there been enough reversals in the past? ]

[No, no, why are there still people in the middle who remain neutral? This is simply premeditated murder.]

The rhythm of the Internet was wave after wave, and the emotions of passers-by were quickly stirred up, and even two or three more related entries slowly climbed into the hot searches.

For the carnival of netizens, the person who cares most is probably the person who broke the news.At this time, the person who broke the news was sitting in front of the computer, and the gloomy light from the screen hit his face and reflected into his dark brown pupils.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was smiling, but the laughter didn't reach his eyes.Those gloomy eyes became deeper and deeper under the cold light, like a bottomless dry well.

In this era of big data, public opinion is the battlefield, and controlling public opinion will grasp the dawn of victory.

"Sister Yang, has the company's marketing account posted a blog?" He picked up the mineral water on the table and drank it with his head up.The clear liquid slipped from between the lips, rolled up and down the Adam's apple, and sank into the collar.

Yang Qiushi, who was sitting on the sofa behind her, flipped through the address book quickly, and said, "It's all arranged." She paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Let someone else operate this account, you are a public figure, it's not good to be picked out. "

Fang Ruogu disagreed: "Even if you don't believe me, you still have to believe in Mr. Xi."

Besides, those who are unfavorable to Xi Qingxi must of course be dealt with by him himself.

With the real hammer recording, coupled with the enthusiasm of Dongyu and Xi Qingxi, and Fang Ruogu's team behind the scenes, the popularity of the topic has not diminished, and it soon attracted the attention of relevant departments.

In the early morning of the fourth day of the hot search, Xi Mu was taken away by the relevant department for investigation, while the other protagonist in the topic, Xi Qingxi, was taking popcorn to the pet hospital for vaccinations.

"How many injections have you had?" The veterinarian picked up the popcorn and looked it over carefully.

Xi Qingxi pondered and said: "I'm not sure, it was picked up."

The veterinarian looked at him differently, and his tone became softer: "The little guy looks like he's only three or four months old, and he's ready for the first injection. You didn't give him a bath, did you?"

"No, isn't it washed after three injections? I usually wipe it with a wet towel." After Xi Qingxi finished speaking, he rubbed the dog's head.

"You did your homework well." Under the wailing of the popcorn, the veterinarian found the right position, pushed the medicine and pulled out the needle, and the action was done in one go.

Xi Qingxi picked out some snacks and toys for the popcorn by the way, settled the bill and pushed open the glass door, a wave of heat rushed over.In the temperature of the dog days, staying outdoors for half a second is a crime, and fine beads of sweat soon oozed from his forehead.

Walking back along the boulevard, halfway there, the phone vibrated a few times, it was Qiu Ci's call.

"Your uncle was taken for interrogation, he probably wouldn't dare to reveal Pei Linchuan."

Xi Qingxi said calmly: "I know, he doesn't dare to offend Pei Linchuan, nor does he dare to let grandpa know that he colluded with outsiders. I didn't want to do anything to him, just to teach him a lesson." He suddenly thought of something, chuckled , with a smoky tone, "I think... grandpa won't let him go."

The Xi family has no warmth to speak of, but it is impossible to make them indifferent to their own flesh and blood.Xi Qin, Xi Mu, including Mr. Xi, without exception.

Xi Qingxi carried the popcorn to the dark staircase, and vaguely saw a familiar figure squatting in front of her house.

He hesitated and shouted: "Fang Ruogu? You shouldn't be on the set at this point..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ruogu suddenly raised his head to look at him, the expression on his face made Xi Qingxi feel strange.

His eyes are too pure, like an ignorant child in an ivory tower. This should not be the eyes of an adult who has been struggling in society for many years.

"My name is not Fang Ruogu!" He stood up abruptly, noticed the popcorn in Xi Qingxi's arms, and exclaimed, "Ah! This dog is so cute!"

Xi Qingxi took a small step back warily, her sharp eyes scanning him back and forth.

"Then who are you? Why are you at my door."

Fang Ruogu was instantly discouraged. He sat on the steps, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I don't know who I am, anyway, it's not the Fang Ruogu you said. I don't know how I came here, I came here subconsciously."

new personality...

This thought flashed through Xi Qingxi's mind, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he vaguely remembered the new script that Fang Ruogu had mentioned.

"This book is about split personalities."

"The protagonist needs one person and two roles. I'm afraid that getting too deep into the play will affect the fusion treatment."

"The quality of the book is really high. Acting in this movie is a great bonus for me, but the risk is also great."

The rapid ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Xi Qingxi's thoughts, only to see Fang Ruogu hang up the phone skillfully, and the screen turned on again after a few seconds.

Xi Qingxi snatched the phone and connected it, and could feel the suppressed anger on the other side through the current.

"What's the matter? Run away halfway through the filming? The director has come to sue me, do you think the liquidated damages are too small or you think you are too popular?"

Xi Qingxi glanced at him, Fang Ruogu lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong.

"He has something to do at my house, I will ask for leave for him later." Xi Qingxi put the popcorn in Fang Ruogu's arms, "Send me a copy of the script."

The puppy's sense is the most sensitive. Popcorn is not very close to Fang Ruogu on weekdays, but today he licked and rubbed him uncharacteristically, making him smile.

Xi Qingxi called Fang Ruogu into the room, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator and handed it to him.

"I don't drink Coke, uncle, do you have milk at home? I usually drink milk, so I can grow taller."

Xi Qingxi: "...how old are you?"

"I'm ten years old!"

He roughly skimmed through the script, and immediately confirmed that Fang Ruogu was too involved in the play, and split into a third personality.

Xi Qingxi felt a bit of a headache, pressed his temple with one hand, and was in a state of confusion. Recently, he was busy cleaning up the interior of Dongyu, so he was a little neglected.

At this time, Fang Ruogu was having a great time playing with Popcorn.His complexion is not good-looking, perhaps in order to get close to the character, the whole makeup looks extraordinarily haggard.But his smile is so clean and pure, no less than the sun in midsummer.

One person and one dog were tired of playing, and they sat slumped on the ground. Fang Ruogu stretched out his hand and stroked Popcorn's head. It hummed comfortably and turned over to reveal its white belly.

Fang Ruogu's smile was still bright, but the strength in his hands could not help but increase.

"Aw!" The popcorn hurt, and he turned his head to bite Ruogu's tiger's mouth above him, and the fragile skin was scratched with light bloodstains by the small fangs.