"It's really stupid. Which guest will dare to bring someone of the opposite sex to stay in your hotel in the future? Even though it doesn't matter, you have to be looked at with a layer of colored glasses. Tsk tsk."

Netizens continued to criticize him on Weibo.

Compared with Zhang Lanna's move to directly close Weibo comments, Wang Xiaofei chose another approach.

He replied to a Weibo message saying "Tsk tsk, it really doesn't look high-end":

"How do you know if it's high-end or not without trying it? It's like you know the truth just based on what others say. Don't take the imaginary results as reality, then you are really stupid."

He chose to leave immediately.

And this netizen was very stubborn, so he directly replied:

"Tell me which high-end hotel would expose guests' privacy like you do. Answer me, okay? Did you post the comment your mother liked? Did she like it?"

And then...it's not over yet.

As if one article was not enough, this guy continued to ask questions below this message:

"Did your mom like/smile?"

"Your mom liked it/smile"

"Your mom likes/smiles"

"Mom please/smile"

"Your mother/smile"

One message, one word missing.

And in the end...

The meaning is self-explanatory.

"Hahahaha, man is so tough."

"Wang Xiaofei came out to speak! Did your mother like it?"

"Come out and get beaten!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

It might not be a big deal if he doesn't leave the show, but when Wang Xiaofei comes off the show, it means that he is paying attention to the news.

Netizens were immediately entertained.

Because this matter is so shocking, you also exposed your customer's privacy.

Don't say "that's what others said".

Even if others are guessing, why are you giving likes?

Doesn’t your thumbs up mean you agree? Otherwise, why don’t you just hit “dislike”?

Then……

Wang Xiaofei replied to this Weibo again with an attitude that no one expected:

"Click on your mother! Stupid*! Are you a fucking retard? Believe what that retard says! Can you use some brains when you go out?"

As soon as he posted this message, things suddenly started to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

As a public figure, he chose to use this method to directly and personally attack, without losing his dignity. Netizens who were originally trying to take advantage of him were instantly unhappy.

"Is this an insult? What kind of stupid qualities are you talking about?"

"Oh, you're swearing in the street? Oh, you're so civilized!"

"Frustrated? Hahahahahaha."

"Rubbish!"

"They are also the second generation of rich people, and they really make decisions."

Netizens commented, laughed, ridiculed, and responded...

Wang Xiaofei, on the other hand, probably felt something was wrong after posting this Weibo for about ten or twenty minutes, and then deleted it.

Wang Sicong originally thought that this matter would just go away.

His original intention was to clarify. Potian was wrong in this matter, but he also knew what it means to keep a line. I just want to clarify and respond to you.

To put it bluntly, if I really held the wedding banquet in South Beauty, how would people laugh at me?

Whose wedding doesn't include a venue and a team of chefs to entertain the guests? Go to your place? Am I crazy?

But along with the screenshot of "Believe what that retarded person said", he saw it and after confirming that it was what the other person said about him...

"You really think I have no temper, right?"

Hearing that Lao Xu's family was cooking meat dragon today, Wang Sicong, who came here with his girlfriend to share the meal, was completely unhappy.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Mi asked.

"Wang Xiaofei said I was mentally retarded. Damn, he was really embarrassed!"

"..."

Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

But when Yangyang, who was sitting next to him and was playing with the Iron Man in his hand, heard this, he directly raised his head:

"Godfather, don't say dirty words!"

Wang Sicong was stunned and nodded quickly:

"Hey, okay, godfather was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Yangyang let him go and continued to play with the Transformers in his hands.

And Yang Mi asked:

"What are you going to do?"

"Fuck him. Just because I'm too lazy to talk to him doesn't mean I'm spoiling him. Do you really think you're a special... prince?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mi said:

"Don't scold me, the price will drop."

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to scold him. I've already guessed why Beauty Jiangnan knew this was customer privacy and tried its best to hype me up this time."

"...why?"

Yang Mi was a little curious.

"I can't explain it in a few words, please wait a moment."

As he spoke, he stood up:

"I'm going to see Lao Xu and use his computer. It's troublesome to type on the phone~"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head:

"How long will it take?"

Yang Mi lowered her head and looked at her watch:

"It will be out of the pan in 7 minutes."

"enough."

He nodded and walked out of the house directly.

Yang Mi also followed her out of the house and went straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wei Wei wore an apron and was stirring a pot of chili oil.

When it comes to the skill of blending red oil, Yang Mi is really not as good as her. Ever since Seventh Brother showed his skill last time, Lao Yang's chili oil has completely changed.

Two or three minutes later, the sound of an electric car was heard outside.

Xu Xin came back carrying a plastic bag:

"Brother Qi, look at this hairy belly, does it have water hair? The elder brother told me that it has water hair. But when I looked at it, it was so dark..."

As he spoke, he took out the hairy tripe from the plastic bag.

Di Wei turned her head and took a look and nodded:

"Yes, if the color is darker, the color of alkali hair will be lighter."

"Oh, that's fine. How about Lao Wang accompanying Yangyang?"

"No, I went to your room to use your computer."

Hearing his wife's words, Xu Xin's mouth twitched...

This guy didn't really bring a portable hard drive, did he?

You can't find such a big person yourself? Do you have to copy mine?
To be continued...