The fake daughter is so rebellious that she goes crazy and scolds you.

[Nodding, the live broadcast will be turned off by default. If the live broadcast is turned off, I will take a taxi to your company now. 】

【Lock me up!If you dare to shut down the live broadcast, I will directly transform into a black fan warrior and spray you to death. 】

[Turn off the live broadcast, I really don’t want to see this bitch. 】

"Fans, Sister Yu has promised that we will not shut down the live broadcast here."

Jiang Suhui explained according to Wen Yu.

[It’s so scary. Who is Wen Yu? The chairman even came to pick her up personally...]

[No, no, is she so arrogant?That's the chairman! 666】

[Damn, she is indeed my sister! ! 】

[Finally I saw Sister Yu, not seeing her for one day felt like three autumns had passed. 】

Wen Yu's temperament directly shocked the fans in the live broadcast room and the employees of Note.

Such a strong sense of oppression, no wonder the big brothers and sisters in Wen Yu's live broadcast room are willing to surrender under her pomegranate skirt.

Yes, the official note issued a statement in a hurry at noon.

They will broadcast live at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Wen Yu will appear at the scene.

They really had no choice, Wen Yu's fans were so crazy, and her true fans really bombarded them backstage.

I can't bear it, I really can't bear it.

As soon as it was posted, the comment section was instantly flooded.

Wang Pengcheng motioned to Wen Yu to go inside with him.

"Please come inside, Miss Wen."

Wen Yu was wearing a red cheongsam, with a shawl hanging on her shoulders, black high heels, and her long black hair hanging lazily around her body, full of charm.

He had a yellow bracelet hanging on his hand and followed him slowly with a folding fan.

[After watching Wen Yu, all I can say now is, damn, this is an original camera with no beauty. As we all know, the pixels of fruit phones are rubbish. 】

[My blood pressure rises, I want to have sex with her crazily, so damn beautiful! ! ! 】

[How come she is born? This face should be that of a real daughter. Wen Tingmei is not as good-looking as Wen Yu. 】

Wen Yu was followed by a bunch of people. When the CEO heard about it, he quickly canceled the trip and came back.

It really gave Wen Yu enough face.

When Wen Yu entered the conference room, the company's small group began to pop up messages like crazy.

The raging flames of gossip could not be suppressed at all, and the news could not be returned at all.

"To be honest, why did you call me here?"

Wen Yu's words shocked all the senior executives of Music Note.

Wasn't she the one making the request?

A little speechless, but not much.

The chairman cleared his throat and spoke softly.

"I want to hear your thoughts first, and we will try our best to accommodate your thoughts here."

"My idea? Satisfy me? Give me [-] million, and I will continue to live broadcast on your platform."

The crowd was shocked.

Sure enough, the lion opened his mouth, how could she dare to think so...

"This...I'm afraid this is inappropriate, Miss Wen."

"Then don't ask me to tell you. Didn't we discuss the outcome before I came? You must have drawn up a plan. It's just to hang around with me for a while and lead me to your side."

"Wouldn't it be better to just talk openly and honestly?"

Wen Yu spoke expressionlessly.

She hates hypocritical people the most, both in her previous life and in this life.

[Sister Yu, calm down, this is a high-level person after all, please give me some face...]

[Think twice before acting. I was so scared that I quickly wiped the sweat from my forehead. It was so scary. 】

[One hundred million... being honest... and questioning the chairman, is it really yours. 】

"Okay, okay, then let's open up the skylight and speak openly. We want to reconcile with you privately. You can delete the announcement on Weibo and publish another one. The conditions are easily negotiable."

"Well, what conditions can you give me?"

"Tell me, I haven't heard from Da Bi in a long time. I want to hear a few words from Da Bi."

Wen Yu sneered, her impatience evident in her words.

Wasn't what she said clear enough?

"Ms. Wen, if you are willing, we can give you a super head mechanism, support your live broadcast room, and provide you with professional follow-up personnel. I can guarantee you that you will not do it again in the future. Such a situation occurs.”

"Super Head? You mean I want to sign up for your platform, right?"

"Yes."

As soon as the chairman finished his answer, other senior executives immediately disagreed.

"Chairman, what we are discussing is obviously the head anchor. How can we give Chao the head? If you give it to her, what will Xiaobai think?"

I can't blame the top management for such a big reaction, mainly because on a platform as big as Notes, there are only a handful of top anchors, and their fan base directly dwarfs that of Wen Yu.

"Yes, Chairman, and we watched the live broadcast replay. Even if Wen Yu is really capable, she still violated the rules first."

"Our staff did nothing wrong at all. Why should I apologize to her? I think she just wants to gain popularity and make a gimmick. When the time comes, she will be popular and start cutting leeks."

There was a lot of discussion among the senior officials and there were different opinions.

No one noticed that Wen Yu looked cold and remained silent.

[I'm convinced...I'm really convinced. They haven't noticed Sister Yu's low air pressure yet. 】

[Be more sensible. The chairman of the company is not your family. (Speechless)]

[Can’t these high-level officials distinguish between kings and kings? 】

"Shut up, everyone. I still have the final say in the company."

"Ms. Wen, you can think about it. I really showed great sincerity. I also searched this afternoon. You are new to the live broadcast. You don't understand many rules. Yesterday we did it unintentionally."

"Let me briefly reply to the senior Mediterranean executive just now. Your chairman is right. I am a newbie in live broadcasting and I don't understand many rules. It's my fault that I didn't understand the rules."

"But you did not inform me of the result, and you took the initiative to block my account. This is your fault."

When the top management of Mediterranean Sea heard Wen Yu's words, their expressions instantly stiffened.

"Secondly, you are saying that I do it for the popularity. I don't admit that. If you really think that I do it for the popularity, then I can go to other platforms to prove to you whether I do it for the popularity."

"Choosing your platform means trusting your platform. Why, don't you trust your platform?"

"Leaders who have never been at the grassroots level are not good leaders. Don't do whatever you want just because your family has a little money. There are people who are better than others. Don't treat me like a corrupt person. Thank you."

"Please step out of your comfort zone and take a closer look at the outside world. You will be hit by bullshit."

Wen Yu didn't give Mediterranean a chance to speak at all and just spat out her words.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Suhui clapped her hands.

She was the only one in the audience who applauded, making the atmosphere even more awkward.

Wen Yu looked at her with a half-smiling expression, with some approval in her eyes.

"Ahem, yes, Miss Wen is very right. I will definitely adopt Miss Wen's ideas."

The senior management of the Mediterranean embarrassedly scratched his remaining hair and convinced Wen Yu.