Some netizens said: "Yes, I need to rectify it. I was cheated when I went on a trip last week."

"There are too many black tour guides now, and you will be cheated if you are not careful."

"It's lawless and supports strict investigation."

"Is it my only notice that Brother Yu is going to Nanzhen? There are a lot of good things there."

"I won't help paying off the scene if I make such a big deal."

"Is this market supervision?"

Netizens were discussing each other in a verbal way.

Yang Zhengyu has been very popular recently, and after this discussion, it has become even more popular.

Several media heard the news.

Follow up and forward immediately.

Under their amplifier-like effects, the spread is wider and faster.

In two or three minutes, it reached the hot search 27.

Yang Zhengyu's cell phone also rang.

The person who called was a staff member of Xijing Daily.

"Brother Yu, we just learned that you had met a black tour guide and wanted to report this matter. We are from Xijing Daily."

Yang Zhengyu said: "Yes, is it a phone interview?"

"Yes!"

Yang Zhengyu said as he covered the microphone and said to Li Yan and others: "Xijing Daily is here to interview me."

"Ah! So fast?" Li Yan said in surprise.

Wu Siying said: "Brother Yu, you have been prepared for a long time."

Wang Bobo exclaimed: "Brother Yu is still very efficient. Before the person returns to the room, there are reporters coming to interview him."

Ren Le said: "Hey, that black tour guide is in trouble."

Zou Xiaolong and Fan Binbin stood together, "Brother Yu, we can testify for you."

"That's right" the other students followed when they heard it.

Only then did they know what Yang Zhengyu's calm trump card was.

"Brother Yu is so awesome."

"I didn't expect that the Internet can be complained now."

Everyone was talking nonsense, and Wang Fengyuan handed his ID card to the waiter at the front desk.

He was reluctant to feel proud, "Fortunately, he came with Yang Zhengyu. If he followed He Cong, he would have to stay in a small hotel."

He thought to look at Yang Zhengyu.

I didn't expect that I would have the same dormitory as Yang Zhengyu if I had known.

Wang Fengyuan thought, took the room card and went to Yang Zhengyu, "Does Brother Yu have anything to help?"

Yang Zhengyu waved his hand, "No."

When Wang Bobo saw him, he kept frowning, "Go up."

"Okay!" Wang Fengyuan was not vague when he heard this, and immediately went upstairs and left.

You can't offend Yang Zhengyu at this stage, and you will be friends with him if you have the chance in the future.

Other students turned on their phones, saw the video posted by Yang Zhengyu, and were excited when they saw the hot searches on the Internet.

"That black tour guide is in trouble now."

"Who can't mess with Brother Yu?"

"Let's comment, too."

As he said that, he added some heat to the entry.

At this time, He Cong, who was in the Nanzhen Hotel, just returned to his room.

He put down his suitcase.

There was a moldy smell floating in the room.

The bed sheets seem to have not been replaced for a long time.

As soon as I put down the box, a bug ran over at my feet.

It scared him and almost jumped up.

He thought the bed sheets were dirty, so he sat on a chair in the corner of the wall. As soon as he sat on it, he almost fell down.

It turned out that the chair was very shaking and the nails had fallen off long ago.

This is also quite explosive in the hotel industry.

"I'll go to you!" He Cong kicked the chair suddenly.

Unexpectedly, with a creaking sound, the chair flew out one leg and turned into three legs.

"Damn it, right?"

He Cong was speechless for a moment.

He stood by the window at a loss.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that Wang Fengyuan had gone to the five-star hotel next door.

"I'm not having money, at worst, I can open a room."

He said and called Wang Fengyuan.

The phone went over and it rang several times before it was connected.

"Original, how are you doing there?"

"Brother Cong, Brother Yu is so generous. He has booked a room for us. The two of them can still enjoy the mountain view. Behind my room is the swimming pool."

"Oh!" He Cong slapped the table jealously when he heard it.

At this time, Wang Fengyuan said again: "Brother Cong, you shouldn't have had a fight with Brother Yu. Let me tell you, this time I guess I'll have to bleed from the travel agency."

"Why?"

"Because Brother Yu is on the hot search again, the travel agency will definitely come forward to solve this matter later."

"It's a hot search for nothing." He Cong said angrily when he heard it: "The hot search is made by his family. If nothing is too big, it will be a hot search."

"Ah, yes, if you don't believe me, go and see."

Wang Fengyuan hung up the phone without saying a few words.

"Hey hey?" He Cong said angrily, "This kid hung up my phone. I'll go see what kind of bullshit searches it is."

He said, taking his cell phone to check it out.

At this time, the hot search for #Wenwanjieyuge’s rights protection# has ranked 21st.

He Cong's face turned dark when he saw it.

He thought again, "Yang Zhengyu, Yang Zhengyu, everyone is saying hello, I just want to hack you."

He quickly wrote his fingers and commented under the entry.

"Who is this person? Are you upset? Why do you see his hot searches every few days?"

After he sent this post, many people quickly replied to him.

"Village Netcom?"

"Dai Qing hasn't died yet."

"Even Brother Yu doesn't know what website you are on."

"There are still people in our Blue Star who don't play treasure appraisal and get bargains?"

"Not that, brother, you are a little Heizi."

He Cong's comments were quickly overwhelmed by Yang Zhengyu's fans.

He Cong was so angry when he saw so many people defending Yang Zhengyu.

He was about to reply again when the comment he posted disappeared.

Refresh again, the client displays.

“Your comment has been deleted by the topic host.”

"Reason for deletion: insulting, inducing war!"

When He Cong saw Lianlian, he shook his head, "I'll go! Yang Zhengyu's fans are crazy."
To be continued...