After rebirth I became a world champion

Public opinion on the Internet intensified, and a forwarded comment attracted the attention of people who eat melons.

"Yi Wenxi: I bought the clothes and shoes, and the Bearpaw bow was a Christmas gift I gave him. I didn't tell him the price, otherwise this silly brother will run to refund the order the next day. //@JJxxBO:[doge]+ 1. A junior high school student can wear 10,000+ shoes. His bow is a private limited edition of Bearpaw, which is the only one in the world. This is affordable for ordinary people? To live such a luxurious life on the blood and sweat of others, What is not the son of Lao Lai?"

At first everyone thought it was some of An He's fans who jumped out to speak up for him, and the trolls were busy building buildings under this comment.

Until a big V felt that the name looked familiar and clicked on Yi Wenxi's Weibo homepage, and found the golden V certified by Weibo: President of Yi Group.

There is an unwritten rule that less words matter more.

The 6-character certification reveals a staggering fact: the person who reposted this comment was the financial leader who never showed his face in front of the media, and he was the interviewee that the major media wanted to capture but had not so far.

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was shifted from "An Jia Lao Lai", "An He", and "New District Engineering Accident of City B" to this Yi Wenxi, wondering if his account had been hacked.

Doris pays close attention to the news on the Internet all the time. When she saw that the president had reposted such a comment, she and Mike looked at each other, and could put an egg in their mouths.

Mike's voice is distorted, is this the instruction he has been waiting for for a long time: "Doris, what are we going to do next?"

Doris really wanted to cover her face at this moment, she never expected that Yi Wenxi, who was insulated from the media, would appear on the social network for the first time in this situation.

If her guess is correct, the boss' purpose must be...

Doris, like a decisive female general on the battlefield, made a decision: "Like it, don't say anything else."

Yi Wenxi's comment was liked by Yi's Group's official Weibo account, which was a real confirmation of the ID's identity.

People who eat melons: ? ? ?

Netizens instantly divided into several waves and began to criticize again.

The first wave is based on the fans of arrows who believe in An He. They think that it is absolutely unnecessary for a person of Yi Wenxi's status to use his own reputation to falsify An He, so what Lao Lai's son said is completely false.

The first wave is passers-by who maintain a neutral attitude. They think that if Anjia does have Lao Lai's behavior, he will definitely be sanctioned and restrained by the law. Everyone should look at the incident with an objective attitude.

The last wave is the group of radical trolls, who believe that the world is as black as crows and that capitalists are stinky and shameless devils.

An He, who was in the vortex, didn't know it yet. He was in far away Berlin, pestering Yang Chen to let him go for tomorrow's game.

Yang Chen: "Can you move your hands? Hold a cup for 10 minutes and I'll have a look. If it succeeds, I'll let you go."

An He had a bitter face: "You know it's impossible to be so fast, so seal it up." He secretly glanced at Yang Chen's dark face, stretched out a finger and said flatteringly: "Just one injection, tomorrow It’s good to be in the finals.”

Yang Chen remained silent, his whole body was like a die-hard guy who didn't give in.

An He saw that this trick was not good enough to be cute, so he had no choice but to play tricks, so he grabbed Yang Chen's arm and shook it: "I have worked so hard for tomorrow's finals, and this is just a close call. It's too much for you not to let me go Right? You said that if I lose the competition, I have no complaints, but because you refuse, I will say bye with the medal! I can’t get over this hurdle in my heart.”

Seeing Yang Chen's expression loosen, he continued his efforts: "Doctor Yang, it's just one injection, and there are no athletes who have never been blocked. Show me an athlete who has never been blocked before, and I will shut up right away. "

Yang Chen was so entangled by him that he couldn't help it, and finally couldn't hold back his smile: "I can't tell you, you can't practice for at least 3 months after tomorrow's competition. Don't think that the injury to your arm and wrist is a trivial matter."

Seeing that Yang Chen was finally moved by An He, he happily agreed: "No problem, I swear I will be a quiet salted fish after the game."

Jing Liu received the message that Yi Wenxi was about to arrive, and seeing that An He had gone to Yang Chen's place and hadn't returned for a long time, he went out to look for the panda.

Before he took two steps, he saw An He coming out of Yang Chen's room, but Gao Chengcheng, the junior brother in the team, came out halfway, and locked An He with his mobile phone: "Brother, something happened at your house."

Jing Liu cursed loudly in his heart, and ran over in three steps at a time, but he still couldn't stop Gao Chengcheng from doing bad things.

An He doesn't usually go on Weibo, and the old people in the team basically know about his family's situation. Jing Liugang even started a group discussion about how to tell Panda tactfully. In the end, they all decided to understand the situation first. I can only be in a hurry, but I missed the elevation.

The interface in Gao Chengcheng's mobile phone is displaying a picture of a large number of victims going to An Yiyang Company to gather for an explanation.

This is a video about half a minute long, and the blurry and shaking lens makes people feel that the scene is in chaos.

An Yiyang bowed his head and tried his best to explain to the victim, but his voice was completely buried and could not be conveyed. In the end, the victims were excited. One radical person saw that there were several security guards in front of him, and took out his carry-on bag. The bricks smashed towards An Yiyang...

The video stopped abruptly, and there was no more follow-up.

Shan Lin brought a small sausage and rushed to find Wu Weng, the bitter owner of the article. His family lived in a mid-to-high-end residential area in the city. Judging from the quiet and elegant environment here, his financial conditions were indeed fair before the accident.

They rang the doorbell according to the house number, and a thin, middle-aged man opened the door and looked at them suspiciously.

Shan Lin told him that he was a reporter from a certain newspaper. After reading his articles on the Internet, he was very concerned and wanted to do a brief interview, so the other party invited them into the room.

This is a not-so-big two-bedroom house, and the whole house is very dirty and messy. It can be seen that after the lack of a hostess, the hostess has given up on himself and has no intention of cleaning it up.

Shan Lin put on a gentleman's smile, he was pretty good looking, just looking at his appearance, he really didn't know that he was doing such a vile profession.

Shan Lin: "Hello, Mr. Wu Weng Wu, we are just doing a brief interview, so you don't have to be too restrained."

Wu Weng: "Is there any money for the interview?"

Shan Lin was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the corners of a stack of lottery tickets faintly exposed on the coffee table, as well as receipts suspected of betting on football and horses. He said calmly: "We all provide paid interviews, but the amount may not be the same. It would be too much."

Wu Weng immediately smiled when he heard that he was rich: "I understand, I understand, as long as you have money, I will say whatever you want me to say."

Shan Lin turned on the recorder: "You published an article on the Internet about An Yiyang, an enterprise of An's, who defrauded you of all your hard-earned money. Can you explain in detail what happened?"

Hearing this name, Wu Weng got emotional and cursed: "An Yiyang is not a thing. At that time, he said that there was a real estate project with good prospects, and he encouraged everyone to invest together. I just thought that I happened to have some spare money to put in the bank, which would be dead interest. , it’s better to take it out to earn some money, and he repeatedly assured me that there will be no problem.”

Shan Lin: "Then how did it lead to the current situation?"

Wu Weng: "Later he told us investors that he was bankrupt and all his assets were seized. He said that he would return the money to us as soon as he had money, but he disappeared in a short time. Later I saw Ann on TV. He participated in the archery competition, you said he can afford his children to learn archery, go abroad to compete, and also eat and wear so well, will he have no money?"

Shan Lin: "Then what's the situation with your wife and daughter now?"

Wu Weng: "My wife thinks I'm useless, saying that I haven't had a good life with me for a few days. My daughter is looked down upon by her husband's family because she doesn't have a dowry. The marriage broke up and she hates me. I haven't been able to contact her for several months. .”

Shan Lin: "Then how did you think of posting this article on the Internet to use public opinion to seek justice for yourself?" His gaze swept across the dusty computer in the living room that hadn't been used for a long time.

Wu Weng's eyes flickered: "Isn't it popular now? If you have anything to do, post it on the Internet. Many people will be able to use it after seeing it."

Shan Lin gave Wu Weng 2000 yuan as an "interview fee" and then left.

Little Sausage: "Boss, when I go back, I will edit and edit it into a video and send it out. The response will definitely be huge. Now netizens hate this kind of old Lai."

Shan Lin lowered his head and looked at his phone thoughtfully: "Yes, but just pay attention to the rhythm, and don't make things up."

Little Sausage didn't know why, so I always felt that the boss's order was different from usual, lacking the ruthlessness that could kill people.

An He's face turned pale in an instant, and the last scene of the video seemed like a knife had been stabbed in his heart, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He walked towards the room without saying a word, Jing Liu gave Gao Cheng a hard look, the kid was so scared by him that he didn't dare to speak out, he didn't know what he did wrong to make the always smiling sixth brother suddenly become Godzilla.

When Jing Liu entered the room, he saw An He packing his luggage, and his clothes were rolled into the box like pickles.

Jing Liu was in a hurry: "Why are you going so late at night?! Athletes are not allowed to leave without permission during the competition abroad. Do you want to be punished?"

An He's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Brother, tell the coach for me." Pulling the suitcase, he left the room.

Jing Liu was afraid of alarming other people, so he could only follow along to persuade: "It's not safe for you to go to the airport alone at night, and you can't fly immediately after you go. Your parents didn't call you to explain that nothing serious happened. Calm down first."

An He's voice was hoarse with dull pain: "The more important they are, the less they will tell me." Otherwise, why did An Yiyang choose to commit suicide in a muffled voice? He couldn't wait for a minute.

Jing Liu stopped him: "The return ticket and passport are with the coach, how do you go?"

An He gritted his teeth tightly and was on the verge of collapse. The people closest to him were suffering, but he couldn't even fly back to them immediately: "I'll beg the coach to let me go." As soon as he turned his head, his footsteps stopped.

A tall man stood in the lobby of the hotel. His pale brown eyes showed the exhaustion and vicissitudes of traveling all night, but he still couldn't conceal his innate nobility and calmness, like a bright moon in the dark night, illuminating the The originally dark road ahead of An He.

An He's eye circles and nose immediately turned red.

On the way Yi Wenxi came, the driver got annoyed and almost threw him on the streets of Berlin. When he entered the hotel, he saw this scene: the child was wearing sneakers on one foot and hotel slippers on the other. , the clothes looked like they were put on casually, two buttons were wrongly buttoned, the suitcase was not zipped properly, and the sleeves of the sweater were exposed.

Yi Wenxi stepped forward and took An He into his arms. He could feel the trembling of his body, and stroked his soft hair: "I'm dealing with it. Your parents are fine, don't worry."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the babies who follow the article~ I hope Henan and Zhengzhou are safe!