Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Fu Zhao couldn't recover for a moment.

As long as it was his phone, it would definitely be picked up within three rings of the ring.

As long as it is his message, it will definitely be replied within 30 seconds after it is sent.

Leng Ran is like an existence specially made for him, no matter when Fu Zhao needs him, he will always respond in the first time.

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Fu Zhao suddenly felt empty in his heart.

"Maybe it's inconvenient."

Fu Xinzhuang seemed to comfort him unintentionally: "After all, such a big incident happened, he must be quite busy on the other side."

such a big deal...

Fu Zhao came back to his senses, turned on the computer in a hurry, and began to refresh the webpage.

He had only listened to the audio that Fu Xin gave him just now, but he hadn't thought of the possible harm this incident might bring to Leng Ran.

As soon as the web page was opened, Fu Zhao saw the hot search titles in bold and red, and pulled down with trembling hands. Almost all the comments were insulting and cold words.

[I want to ride the wind: what the hell, what the hell, it scares me to death, this is too explosive, luckily I wear earphones hhh]

[Your father or your father: Are these two fucking men?It's disgusting, I'm going, I vomited one by one]

[The wild area is my home: Isn't this Leng Ran very popular recently, it turns out that it is so high-ranking]

[Xiao Jiba: This man's barking is too coquettish, I have always been called hard by him. 】

[Brain-dead family: The current artists are dedicated enough to have a shot in the toilet, nbnb]

This kind is already considered a little better, and there are some that are even worse, and what's more, they actually arranged a big show by themselves, as if they were on the scene.

Sure enough, justice will be late, but Keyboard Man will never be absent.

"Oh shit!"

Fu Zhao was so angry that the hand holding the mouse was trembling. He threw the mouse on the table and hit the keyboard with his fist.

The innocent keyboard was hit by the punch, and the keycaps flew around, and some of the shafts inside the keys were broken.

"Why only him? Why don't those idiots come and scold me?!"

Fu Xin looked indifferent: "What's the rush, you're almost there."

Fu Zhao doesn't usually show his face in public, but with the audio, it's only a matter of time before those sand sculpture netizens who are more Conan than Sherlock Holmes dig him out.

"No." Fu Zhao picked up the phone, turned around and was about to go outside.

Fu Xin grabbed him: "Where are you going now?"

"I have to go find him." Fu Zhao's mental state looked extremely unstable, like a heavy addict who had left drugs, and he was depressed and restless. "I have to mobilize the public relations to suppress this matter. No, I should make a statement first"

"What statement are you going to make?" Fu Xin frowned, and he grabbed Fu Zhao's hand a little harder, "Fu Zhao, wake up!"

"I'm fucking sober!"

The roar came out, and the two brothers were stunned.

Although Fu Zhao was rough and rough, he had hardly gotten angry with Fu Xin since he became sensible, let alone yelled at him so loudly.

"I'm sorry bro"

Fu Zhao covered his face and said in a hoarse voice, "But it's all my fault, I can't let him do it himself"

Fu Xin also felt uncomfortable, and just about to say something, he saw the screen of the phone in Fu Zhao's hand light up.

"Cold burning! It's cold burning"

Fu Zhao hurriedly wiped his face and turned to look at his phone.

It is indeed cold burning.

But the content of the text message completely pushed Fu Zhao into a vortex of confusion.

One by one, Mr. Fu, let's not contact for the time being, and you don't want to look for me, wait until the limelight passes.

Holding the phone in his hand, Fu Zhao read this text message back and forth a dozen times.

"what does this mean"

Fu Xin sighed.What do you mean, it means to draw a line with you, my silly brother.

It is said that the authorities are obsessed and bystanders are clear, but Fu Xin thinks "the authorities are stupid" is more appropriate.

/At

Fu Xin frowned slightly as he looked at the text message.

I can't say where it is, but it always feels a little weird.

**

"Is this really good?"

Leng Ran looked at the man in the driver's seat, cautiously showing a trace of uneasiness, "Leave like this, I haven't said hello to senior yet"

"Oh, what are you saying hello!" Hu Feng turned the steering wheel with an impatient expression on his face, "It's such a time, who cares about you, that is, you, Brother Hu, I still miss you!"

Leng Ran lowered her eyes, stared at her own toes, and fell silent.

He fidgeted in Tang Ruan's office for a while, and was about to sneak out by himself?