Weibo forwarded the lottery and won a smart speaker

"What? 50? You actually want so much money?" Zhuo Muyang growled into the phone.

"Heh..." The man smiled, and the depressing and deep male voice came through the phone. As soon as he spoke, Zhuo Muyang got goose bumps all over his body. Shivering outside, "If you think the money is too much, you can find someone else. What age is it? 50 is too much for a person! Think about it, we are already struggling to fight against gangsters and evil at the top, and you want to get rid of it." Who is that Renren in your mind? Don’t you think about his background? After finishing this ticket, I will always take the money and run away. Anyway, I can’t get along in Zhangzhou. "

Zhuo Muyang sensitively caught the information in the man's words, and asked cautiously, "What's his background?"

The man sneered and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that Bian Zeming is a famous member of the Gong family. Who the hell dares to touch him? If something happens to him, we'll have to go around it. To be honest, just a Years ago, his youngest son was in a car accident, and his father wanted to find someone to be the murderer, and everyone on the road knew about it, but there was no follow-up for some reason."

"Gong's family?" Zhuo Muyang asked suspiciously, and the luxurious villa by the Yulan Lake that he built with his imagination appeared in his mind involuntarily. "It's the very rich Gong family?" He said this with jealousy and yearning in his heart.

"What do you think?"

"I'll think it over……"

"Think about it, old man, what do you mean by timidity, only fifty, if you do it or not, you will be sure."

Zhuo Muyang couldn't stand aggressive tactics the most, but he didn't want to give all the money to the other party so that he would lose his wife and lose his army, so he began to bargain: "I'll give you half first, and I'll give you the rest when things are done."

"No, you have to give me at least 30 first, or I won't do it."

"I still have to think about it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Muyang sat on the chair and pondered for a while, but he couldn't figure out how he had offended the Gong family, and why that Bian Zeming used the pseudonym Jiang Xu to mess with him.

"Ding dong..." The doorbell rang, and Zhuo Muyang thought it was the delivery he had just ordered, so he opened the door unsuspectingly, but a courier boy smiled at him with a big box in his arms: "Mr. Your courier..."

Zhuo Muyang took it in a daze, thinking that he hadn't bought anything recently, and before he could ask, the courier slipped away with oil on his feet.He closed the door, cut off the adhesive tape, lifted the lid and wrapped bubble wrap, and saw the exquisite red packaging box inside the cardboard box with the well-designed "Alei" LOGO on it. He quickly put the whole The box was dropped on the ground.

This is a brand new "Alei".

The machine seemed to be due to the vibration, and it made a muffled greeting from the box: "Hello, my master, I am your caring butler 'Alei', and I have now connected to your home network." Speaking of this, The sound system at home suddenly rang, and the voice became clear and crisp, "Just say my name 'Alei', and you can enjoy the service exclusive to you." Zhuo Muyang wanted to cry, but what is this? Situation!Why can't this thing let him go?Obviously he had already thrown that one away, and it was crushed by a car again, but why did he give him another one?He picked up the box and looked around the house in horror. He seemed to be looking for a place to put it, but who knew that it started playing the music of his first love that was enough to drive him away: "Unforgettable, the first time I saw you, a pair of beautiful eyes..."

His whole body was piled on the ground, like a puddle of mud. After a while, his mind became clear. He sat up straight, got up with great effort and sat on the chair in front of the desk, took a piece of paper, and wrote. draw it.

Bian Zeming, Jiang Xu, there seems to be some inexplicable connection between them.

He won a small speaker first, and Bian Zeming, whose pseudonym was Jiang Xu, appeared in his life. Then he wrote this novel using the small speaker, and the small speaker somehow played Jiang Xu's favorite music. Not long after, he read Jiang Xu's novels to him... and the key to all this is Bian Zeming, because Bian Zeming's alias is Jiang Xu, which has the same pronunciation as Jiang Xu, and he should have thought that the name with the same pronunciation has something questionable.But who is Bian Zeming? If it is said that Bian Zeming avenged Jiang Xu, someone told him that the surname Bian was from the Gong family... Unless, unless Bian Zeming knew Jiang Xu in the first place, or Said that before Jiang Xu died, he hooked up with Bian Zeming behind his back, and they had a good friendship, otherwise, how could he have a manuscript that he didn't even have in his hand? It must be that Bian Zeming found out about Jiang Xu's car accident later. The truth, so he came to take revenge on him by taking advantage of the Gong family's glory... Yes, it must be like this!He hates betrayal and deceit the most in his life, what a hypocritical heart lies beneath his innocent face!Now that I think about it, Jiang Xu's death was really not wronged. He cheated three times behind his back, and there were more than one or two. It was really worth it for him to make a move this time.

Although the familiar song was played repeatedly, he turned a deaf ear to it. Zhuo Muyang frantically circled Bian Zeming's name with a pen, as if venting hatred, and repeatedly crossed Bian Zeming's name. The names are all covered up.The key to the matter now is to get rid of Bian Zeming!He must get the same consequences as Jiang Xu in order to eliminate the hatred in his heart.But now the opponent is the Gong family, he can't resist his own little tricks, and he didn't hurt Shang Fei last time, so he would rather spend money to buy his inner peace. After all, if Bian Zeming is not eliminated, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape this man's revenge wherever he goes.

Isn't it just 50?He just gave it, thinking so, grabbed the phone and dialed the man's number.

After making the phone call and paying the money, Zhuo Muyang felt that his mood had improved by half. He stood up and opened the window. Seeing that there was no one downstairs, he left "Alei" out of the window, and then closed the window firmly. At last, calm was restored.He opened Weibo that he had ignored for a few days, and the little yellow sign in the upper right corner jumped for a long time before it was loaded.This is the basis for him to find his confidence. Every time he sees netizens complimenting him, it makes him happy for a long time. He scrolls the mouse to look at it for a while, but he can't laugh anymore.His editor, Xiaolu, actually posted a Weibo, and the entire content of this Weibo was directed at him.

@EDIT - Fawn:

something to say to readers

Hello everyone, I am Xiaolu, the editor of the author Woodpecker.

Thank you readers for your support to Woodpecker this year, but today I have to say an apology.

A few days ago, a rumor about the author "[-]th" was spread on the Internet, which had a very bad influence on the author. After our investigation, we found that the spread of this rumor was caused by my author Woodpecker. It is the advantage on the list that makes such immoral things.The occurrence of this incident had a very bad impact on the reputation of "Nineteen Days" and also caused great distress to his family members.Here, I only apologize to "[-]th" and its family members on behalf of myself and the website. After all, this is the result of their negligent management and indulgent paralysis, and we are willing to bear the corresponding legal responsibility.

In addition, the editorial department has received many complaints from readers about the plagiarism of the author Woodpecker's completed works and serialized works. We are sorting out the evidence for verification of these complaints, so these two works are temporarily removed from the shelves. If It is indeed plagiarism. We will refund all the readers' rewards and subscription fees, and order Woodpecker himself to apologize to those who have been plagiarized.

Finally, thank you readers again for your support.

This Weibo was posted this morning, and within a few hours of noon, it had been reposted hundreds of thousands of times. Zhuo Muyang could clearly see that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't even have the courage to click on it. Open the forwarding and commenting on this Weibo to see what they are writing and scolding themselves.

He told himself to calm down, but how could he be calm?

That work was indeed plagiarized by Jiang Xu, but what about this one now?Is "Alei" writing for him considered plagiarism?He won't admit it!What's more, Jiang Xu is dead, and there is no proof of his death. Who would know that he plagiarized Jiang Xu's work.

Zhuo Muyang sneered, and typed four words in the writing box of Weibo: purely framed.The moment he pressed send, he actually started to resent the whole world.His parents didn't give him a good environment to grow up, the person he liked betrayed him, he just took the betrayed person's work as his own as revenge, and now they are all blaming him...

"Editor Xiaolu, you are disobedient." The male voice on the phone was particularly gloomy, and he had long lost the patience and good temper he had yesterday.

Xiaolu shook off her goosebumps, and explained in a stuttering manner: "I can't just listen to what you say. If there is no evidence, I can't make a statement." This is the advice given to her by her editor-in-chief, and she The biggest concessions and decisions you can make within your own boundaries.Ke Jia made such a big fuss that the whole company knew about her embarrassment. Now she can't raise her head in front of people. The editor-in-chief has already asked her to work at home. If she doesn't listen to the editor-in-chief, she can only pack up and leave.

"Oh... that's fine, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The busy tone of "beep" came from the receiver, and Xiao Lu shivered again.

The sun was shining outside, and the cicada was screaming and screaming before dying. The tired deer stood in front of the window and looked at the busy traffic outside, sighing.There was a notification sound from the mobile phone at hand, and the suddenly lit screen dazzled her eyes with the sunlight. She picked up the mobile phone and saw that it was a WeChat message sent to her by Zhuo Muyang, and she hesitated to open it. Indeed, she was not mean enough. But this person did evil first, so she can't accompany him to be evil.

Zhuo Muyang's message was only a few words, but it was full of accusing emotions, "Why did you harm me?"

"I was also forced to do nothing. For your own good, I have already left you a way out."

Followed by the voice, Zhuo Muyang's voice was rough as if it had been polished by sandpaper, "You are not kind, so don't blame me for being unrighteous."

"What do you want to do?"

"Anyway, my reputation is ruined, and we will die together at the worst."

Deer, who is physically and mentally exhausted, really wants to cry but has no tears. Is Mercury retrograde recently?Why is she so back.

Zhuo Muyang sent a share from Weibo, and Xiao Lu clicked in and only glanced at it, and she already felt that her breathing was stagnant.Zhuo Muyang crazily exposed on Weibo all the chat records that she acquiesced in buying the navy and the marketing account to speculate novels as early as a year ago, and even gave her a share of the signing bonus and many important phone recordings between them.

Who took away all the air around her, why did she feel that there was nothing in front of her eyes?She tried her best not to faint, but the phone rang again, and it was still the same man.Yes, his name is Bian Zeming.

"Editor Xiaolu, you don't need me to take action, you have tasted the sweetness, right? You give him a chance, and he will put you to death." Xiaolu thought she heard it wrong, the voice was colder than before, she calmed down When I came, I realized that I had changed.

"You are not him..."

The man's smile was also different from the previous one, "You are very smart."

"who are you?"

"It does not matter."

"Is there still time for me to cooperate with you?"

"Sorry, it's too late."