Chapter: 182
Su Meng glanced at her mobile screen. The five hot searches, "Shen Yu'an Girlfriend," "Su Meng", "Shen Yu'an Love at First Sight," and "One Shot Hits", were all related to Shen Yu'an, and directly put the Tuban on the hot search list.
Su Meng took a look at these hot searches and found that the most popular hot search was a small composition with an extension of 300 words.
I don't know who the company told the media about what she said yesterday, and the media directly expanded it into a small essay, which was very explicit.
"...Shen Yu'an and Su Meng fell in love at first sight, they traveled to Paris together, and spent a good night at the Paris Hotel that night..."
The following comments are all "66666" of Yishui.
"This is simply a true portrayal of the overbearing president falling in love with me. I will never talk nonsense about web authors anymore."
"God, you are lying to me again to fall in love! If the marriage partner is Shen Yu'an, I am willing!"
However, there were some bad comments during the period.
"Hey, isn't it just relying on the stomach to take the position, and it's so high-sounding."
"Fengzi gets married and understands."
"The richest man in China will also break his shoes, shameless!"
The word broken shoes was particularly conspicuous, and Su Meng's eyes hurt.
Su Meng turned it over again, and there was even a short story with a few thousand words written on the net article based on such a short length of less than 200 words. The protagonists of the story were Shen Yuan and Su Meng.
The love story of the two is written incisively and vividly.
Su Meng felt hot on her face, and shoved her phone into Zhang Xiaoyun's hand, and went into the office panicked.
Zhang Xiaoyun also shouted at her back, "Designer Su, I support you!"
After entering the office, Su Meng leaned on the door for a while, and gradually calmed down the rapid heartbeat.
She felt that she was being stared at by countless people just like a monkey.
Every word and deed of her was seen by people, and then put on the Internet to be tried by the whole nation.
This feels terrible!
Is this the so-called price of fame?
She seemed a little bit too much to bear it.
Thinking that there might be countless people insulting her with all kinds of words in places she couldn't hear, saying that she had broken shoes, she became anxious and fidgeted.
Su Meng bit her fingers nervously, and circled the room.
After thinking and thinking, I logged into my Weibo account and social account.
I don't know who leaked her Weibo account, the information in it was so much that it directly killed Su Meng's phone.
She restarted the phone, opened the private message, and all kinds of disgusting information flooded her eyeballs.
Someone directly cursed her as a scheming bitch.
Some people say that she will kill the whole family like this.
Someone directly gave her a black and white wreath photo.
Thanks to the fact that the Weibo platform obscured a lot of vocabulary, resulting in a piece of information interface...otherwise she couldn't bear it.
But the information was enough to make her uncomfortable.
The same is true for WeChat friends information.
She saw it all cursing at a glance.
Torn shoes, scheming bitch, all kinds of unsightly words swirled in her head, making her eyes red.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was Shen Yuan.
Su Meng looked at the phone with his palm shaking, hesitated for two or three seconds before answering the call, "Hello?"
Shen Yuan felt wrong when he heard Su Meng's voice. He put down what he originally wanted to say and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Meng felt that her mentality exploded when she was scolded by netizens. It would be embarrassing to say such a thing.
She bit her lip vigorously, and the pain from her lips calmed her a bit, "I have nothing to do. Do you have any problems?"
Shen Yu'an on the other end of the phone didn't believe it, and waved to the secretary who was still working in the ward, and suddenly he was the only one left in the ward.
He leaned back on the hospital bed and softened his voice, "What's the matter?"
The gentle voice became deeper and more magnetic through the microphone, so Su Meng couldn't stand it at once.
Big tears are falling.
Su Meng choked and said, "Can you help remove the hot search?"
Shen Yuan repeatedly said, "Of course it can."
He only felt that he was misguided, why did he forget to let the public relations department look at the hot search.
He himself has appeared in various news all year round, and he has never cared about rumors and rumors from outsiders.
But Su Meng is different.
She is just an ordinary person, where she has gone through such a posture of being searched by the whole people.
"Now you turn on the computer, and within ten minutes, all comments about you on the Internet will disappear."
Shen Yuan didn't hang up after saying this.
He avoided Su Meng on the other end of the phone, and directly called the head of the public relations department on the phone of his assistant Xiao Li, and said in a cold voice, "Within ten minutes, I will never see any of Su Meng’s individuals on the Internet. Information, if there is human flesh, directly sue!"
Su Meng opened the Weibo interface and set up a regular refresh.
After ten minutes, her name disappeared from the hot search, and other personal information about her disappeared.
Even the thousands of private messages in Su Meng's private mailbox disappeared completely.
No, there is only one piece of information left.
The sender is Shen Yuan, the president of Sunningdale Technology.
She moved the mouse to open the message, and there was only one love heart on it.
A red heart. JrNovels.com
Su Meng took a look at these hot searches and found that the most popular hot search was a small composition with an extension of 300 words.
I don't know who the company told the media about what she said yesterday, and the media directly expanded it into a small essay, which was very explicit.
"...Shen Yu'an and Su Meng fell in love at first sight, they traveled to Paris together, and spent a good night at the Paris Hotel that night..."
The following comments are all "66666" of Yishui.
"This is simply a true portrayal of the overbearing president falling in love with me. I will never talk nonsense about web authors anymore."
"God, you are lying to me again to fall in love! If the marriage partner is Shen Yu'an, I am willing!"
However, there were some bad comments during the period.
"Hey, isn't it just relying on the stomach to take the position, and it's so high-sounding."
"Fengzi gets married and understands."
"The richest man in China will also break his shoes, shameless!"
The word broken shoes was particularly conspicuous, and Su Meng's eyes hurt.
Su Meng turned it over again, and there was even a short story with a few thousand words written on the net article based on such a short length of less than 200 words. The protagonists of the story were Shen Yuan and Su Meng.
The love story of the two is written incisively and vividly.
Su Meng felt hot on her face, and shoved her phone into Zhang Xiaoyun's hand, and went into the office panicked.
Zhang Xiaoyun also shouted at her back, "Designer Su, I support you!"
After entering the office, Su Meng leaned on the door for a while, and gradually calmed down the rapid heartbeat.
She felt that she was being stared at by countless people just like a monkey.
Every word and deed of her was seen by people, and then put on the Internet to be tried by the whole nation.
This feels terrible!
Is this the so-called price of fame?
She seemed a little bit too much to bear it.
Thinking that there might be countless people insulting her with all kinds of words in places she couldn't hear, saying that she had broken shoes, she became anxious and fidgeted.
Su Meng bit her fingers nervously, and circled the room.
After thinking and thinking, I logged into my Weibo account and social account.
I don't know who leaked her Weibo account, the information in it was so much that it directly killed Su Meng's phone.
She restarted the phone, opened the private message, and all kinds of disgusting information flooded her eyeballs.
Someone directly cursed her as a scheming bitch.
Some people say that she will kill the whole family like this.
Someone directly gave her a black and white wreath photo.
Thanks to the fact that the Weibo platform obscured a lot of vocabulary, resulting in a piece of information interface...otherwise she couldn't bear it.
But the information was enough to make her uncomfortable.
The same is true for WeChat friends information.
She saw it all cursing at a glance.
Torn shoes, scheming bitch, all kinds of unsightly words swirled in her head, making her eyes red.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was Shen Yuan.
Su Meng looked at the phone with his palm shaking, hesitated for two or three seconds before answering the call, "Hello?"
Shen Yuan felt wrong when he heard Su Meng's voice. He put down what he originally wanted to say and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Meng felt that her mentality exploded when she was scolded by netizens. It would be embarrassing to say such a thing.
She bit her lip vigorously, and the pain from her lips calmed her a bit, "I have nothing to do. Do you have any problems?"
Shen Yu'an on the other end of the phone didn't believe it, and waved to the secretary who was still working in the ward, and suddenly he was the only one left in the ward.
He leaned back on the hospital bed and softened his voice, "What's the matter?"
The gentle voice became deeper and more magnetic through the microphone, so Su Meng couldn't stand it at once.
Big tears are falling.
Su Meng choked and said, "Can you help remove the hot search?"
Shen Yuan repeatedly said, "Of course it can."
He only felt that he was misguided, why did he forget to let the public relations department look at the hot search.
He himself has appeared in various news all year round, and he has never cared about rumors and rumors from outsiders.
But Su Meng is different.
She is just an ordinary person, where she has gone through such a posture of being searched by the whole people.
"Now you turn on the computer, and within ten minutes, all comments about you on the Internet will disappear."
Shen Yuan didn't hang up after saying this.
He avoided Su Meng on the other end of the phone, and directly called the head of the public relations department on the phone of his assistant Xiao Li, and said in a cold voice, "Within ten minutes, I will never see any of Su Meng’s individuals on the Internet. Information, if there is human flesh, directly sue!"
Su Meng opened the Weibo interface and set up a regular refresh.
After ten minutes, her name disappeared from the hot search, and other personal information about her disappeared.
Even the thousands of private messages in Su Meng's private mailbox disappeared completely.
No, there is only one piece of information left.
The sender is Shen Yuan, the president of Sunningdale Technology.
She moved the mouse to open the message, and there was only one love heart on it.
A red heart. JrNovels.com
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