Bai Lang also spoke, "It's not bad, I also know the personality of netizens."

This is the case on the Internet. The more they swear you, the more polite you have to be. If you dare to hit them directly, the more they will squirt."

Daqian also spoke, "Old Zhang, by comparing Wu Hen with Boss Qin, you can find that Wu Hen shows off himself everywhere and scolds each other with netizens, which ends up being sexy.

But this boss Qin is very familiar with the rules of the game. From beginning to end, he is a humble gentleman, very polite and very humorous.

Netizens like to get along with such people very much because there is no pressure.

So we have to put down our airs and treat ourselves as an ordinary old man, and get along with them, things will be much easier."

"No, not bad." Wang Xiangan, Wan Qiu, and Bai Lang said in unison.

After hearing their analysis, Zhang Ti was thinking a little.

Sometimes it is true. If you are willing to suppress others, others may resist. The more you follow him, the more obedient he may be.

After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. These ants have been in the dark corner for too long. You can't see people like me who live high above and in a place of light.

Since that's the case, I'll put down my posture and chat with them again."

Wang Xiangan stretched out his thumb: "That's right. Mr. Zhang is worthy of being the soul of our Elderly Council and the real helm of our comrades.

I can understand the overall situation in a broad sense, have a long-term vision, and can stretch or shrink. I admire it."

Then he walked up with his cell phone, handed it to Zhang Yi and said, "Old Zhang, you must show mercy this time. If you can't help it, it's okay to smash the table or demolish the house, but don't smash my phone.

This is the first mobile phone in my life, and I like it very much.”

Zhang Fu said, "Don't worry, I'm already mentally prepared and will never let those ants interfere with my psychology anymore."

Zhang Ei adjusted his emotions, clicked on the live broadcast app, entered the live broadcast room, and greeted netizens again:

"Hello everyone, I am Zhang Fu, a member of the Elderly Association of the Tongcom Zong.

Today, I'm here to inform you about something..."

Next second.

"I'll notify your sister!"

"What qualifications do you have to notify us? A foolish thing, relying on your seniority, embarrassingly!"

"Seeing how embarrassing you look, you really treat yourself as a scallion."

"What's the matter? Are you going to send us money or to give us a per capita house?"

"Take all the benefits alone in your own hands, and you are still acting like you. What I can't stand the most is a scum of the comrade sect. If you die, your comrade will be clean!"

"I hope he will have something happened sooner, just like Wu Hen."

“…”

"Bang!"

Wang Xiangan's cell phone exploded.

"My cell phone!"

Wang Xiang'an wailed.

"Bang!"

In a rage, Zhang Fu slapped the conference table angrily again, and directly smashed the conference table.

Wan Qiu quickly stepped forward and persuaded, "Old Zhang, please be calm, and be calm.

Actually, you can’t blame those netizens for this matter. You really blame me.”

Wang Xiangan also persuaded: "Old Zhang, we have just said that what these netizens hope is for those who can talk to them equally, rather than those who stand at a high place and point fingers at them.

You should not use the word "notification", you should use the word "controversy" for them."

Zhang Huai said viciously: "I have already communicated to them and I have given them face. What else do these wastes want?"

Daqian also came forward and said, "Old Zhang, you can't think so. Our most important task at the moment is to maintain stability and stabilize everyone's emotions, rather than angering them."

Bai Lang added fire: "It's easy to kill someone, but killing thousands of people at the same time is not an easy task. In addition, I have always wanted to swallow us, so there is no need for us to have internal strife.

Mr. Zhang, one time and another, you have to lower your head when you should lower your head and look down to look up better.”

"Yes, yes." Several other Mr. Zhang also said.

After everyone's persuasion, Zhang Bo quickly calmed down.

Although he was unwilling to change his arrogant attitude, what everyone said made sense. It was time to be in trouble and he had to make changes.

He calmed down for another ten minutes and said, "Okay, I'll tell you things peacefully this time. I won't pay attention to those comments anymore."

Wang Xiangan said: "That's right. You can't care what their netizens said. They say it's up to them. You should say what you say and don't be influenced by them."

Bai Lang walked over with his cell phone: "Old Zhang, my phone is also a new one, don't be excited anymore."

Zhang Fu calmed down, took the phone and took a deep breath, and slowly adjusted himself.

This time he has made enough psychological preparations to face the netizens and speak seriously.

If you can scold me casually, I will never see it.

So he opened the live broadcast room with some trembling trembling and grinned at the camera.

But before he could speak, netizens started to swear:

"What the hell are you doing? It will be broadcast live and then disconnected. Do you have no money to pay the Internet fee?"

"You can walk into my world, but you must not go back and forth, in and out in my world."

"If you want to laugh, you will cry, you will cry, what does it look like if you don't cry or laugh here?"

"Is he already seriously ill and is about to be terminally ill?"

"If this is fake, I hope it is true, and if this is true, that would be great."

“…”

Netizens are more vicious than each other, and every word is like a sharp dagger, which is penetrated through Zhang Fei.

Zhang Pi had a strong psychological quality. When facing the enemy, he never shook or retreated. He had never lost in the past few years.

But today he really couldn't bear to face the verbal violence and verbal attacks of netizens.

"Don't smash my phone!" Bai Lang said loudly first.

Wang Xiangan also quickly persuaded: "Old Zhang, don't look at how netizens comment on you. Express what you express yourself and then just broadcast it."

Wan Qiu also said: "Old Zhang, don't be impatient, don't be impatient after a little while. Fight quickly and end all this."

Zhang Fei took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, and looked at the camera tightly, instead of looking at the comments in the comment section.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Dear netizens, I am Zhang Fu, a member of our fellow comrades and elders' association.

I want to discuss something with everyone, but everyone misunderstood me.

Not only did I have no objection to Boss Qin, but I admire Boss Qin very much.

It’s just that I haven’t communicated with Boss Qin, so some misunderstandings arise.

I can assure you now that I will vote for Boss Qin, and that I have always been a person who is willing to listen to the voice of the people.

I will fully support Boss Qin and become our new sect leader.

I did choose Wu Hen before, and I regret very much that I hope to choose Boss Qin can make up for the mistake I made at that time.
Chapter completed!