I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

They don't like going to school.

There is a lot of time wasted on these things.

"We'll just keep an eye on it during this time."

"Hmph! The live broadcast room of Hongkou Welfare Institute has been closed."

"I don't believe it anymore."

"She can really save those children!"

They chewed the gum in their mouths until Ming Nuan took Zhong Zheng up the building and no one could see a shadow.

Then he took out his mobile phone with satisfaction.

Start debriefing in your own private group.

[Hehe, we have arrived at the first-hand eating scene. Ming bitch was scolded by us, so happy! 】

Send this sentence out.

Someone in the small group immediately started to agree.

[Wow, sisters are so powerful, let’s avenge Qiuqiu! 】

[Be sure to show everyone the true face of a qualified bitch! 】

[This is the only thing we can do for Qiuqiu. 】

[Woo woo woo, it’s a pity that I’m still in school and I can’t go. The dean of our hospital is very strict. I also want to skip school to denounce Ming Nuan and support Qiu Qiu. 】

The group was small, only a few hundred people.

of course.

This may sound like a lot of people at first, but as a star-chasing group, it can easily reach four figures or more.

This scale is really too small.

But this group has a special name.

It’s called [our home].

The star chasers in this group all have three common characteristics.

One is that they all love Qiuqiu deeply and are completely die-hard fans.

Second, they are all girls, so communication is very convenient.

Third, and most importantly, what makes them more cohesive and united is that none of these girls have parents.

Some parents are dead.

More are orphans.

Or maybe having parents is worse than having no parents, so he ran away and severed ties with his family.

The leader of this group, nicknamed "Deep Love Qiuqiu", is the link that brings them all together.

She used to be very busy and only showed up occasionally.

But during this time, it seems like I have a lot more free time.

Such as now.

She came out.

[Love Qiuqiu deeply: Well done, as long as everyone knows what kind of person Ming Nuan is, Qiuqiu can return to the screen. 】

A row of little fans nodded along.

[Deep love for Qiuqiu: If possible, I hope everyone can supervise that bitch Mingnuan. 】

[Dear Qiuqiu: If you can’t leave for school temporarily, it will be easier to come out during self-study in the evening...]

She actually publicly taught underage girls how to skip class in the group.

One last thing to add.

[Deep love for Qiuqiu: Although I personally do not support everyone skipping classes, it is an important moment for Qiuqiu now. Success or failure depends on it. The wasted study time can be made up for later, but I really can’t accept that Qiuqiu will meet in the future. Get out of the circle. 】

These words resonated with everyone in the group.

Everyone supports this group leader like crazy.

And the other end of the phone.

Lin Qiu watched as the group continued to respond to his news.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Her account name is 'Love Qiuqiu'.

Continue to brainwash everyone in the group.

Stir up their emotions.

On the other hand, he said with some disgust: "I saw someone hit the clock with a rotten egg."

"These useless little pieces of trash."

She pouted, "I don't even know how to imitate others and hit Mingnuan with some dirty things."

she said dissatisfied.

But the voice was very soft.

She was afraid that Lin Mo, who was reporting to Mr. Chen next to her, would hear her.

Lin Mo and Mr. Chen seemed to be promising something, and their voices were much more stable than when they faced Lin Qiu and the others just now, "I know Mr. Chen."

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

"Zhong Zheng?" He chuckled, "Don't you know about Chinese traditional medicine?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine is slow to take effect and requires long-term conditioning."

"But what those kids need most is time."

"There is no magic medicine in this world that can help them live longer."

"Moreover."

"Western medicine is inherently more reliable and noble than traditional Chinese medicine. What western medicine cannot do, can traditional Chinese medicine do?"

Lin Mo's eyes, which at first seemed very gentle, were now filled with disdain.

But I just don’t want to think about it.

While they look down upon it, they want to rob it.

If it's really so unbearable, why do you want to rob it again?

It doesn't matter whether it's for Mingnuan or not.

It’s still the same as for some treasures from other countries that I want.

These people are like rats in the gutter.

Back and forth with only one move.

That is to find ways to destroy it when you can't get it.

This way you can pick it easily.

A no-win approach.

"Those kids are dead."

"I will arrange the follow-up operations immediately."

"Yes, I will definitely make Zhong Zheng lie down completely."

After Lin Mo made several guarantees.

Mr. Chen over there hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Lin Mo looked at Lin Qiu, "Mr. Chen asked you just now."

"Why haven't you sent her a woman during this period of time?"

"That batch of goods was no longer good before you returned home."

"not fresh."

Lin Mo said very naturally: "This time I want something fresh from China."

"You haven't done anything well during this period. If you can't even find a woman, sister, you know what will happen."

Lin Qiu was stared at by his cold gaze.

He nodded stiffly.

He grabbed his cell phone and pointed at the group and said, "Don't worry, I've found hundreds of spare ones."

"Wait until they finish staring at Mingnuan."

"I will give them to Mr. Chen."

"These losers have no parents or family. Even if they die outside, no one will care."

Lin Mo nodded casually.

The two siblings were very used to it.

It's not the first time doing these things at all.

At this moment, Fu Chuan, who was sitting at the other end of the sofa, slowly clenched his palm.

His face was calm, but his heartbeat was frantic.

What does it mean?

But when I think of Ming Rourou being sent to the bottom.

He vaguely understood something.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Fu Chuan's forehead.

But he looked at the wrinkled suit where he was caught.

I quickly made up my mind.

Since ancient times, which successful emperor has not stepped on the bones of countless people to rise to power?