Chapter 387 Grumpy Dad, Scattering Money Online
Qiuqiu also posted on Weibo. He has his own account and doesn’t play much. Since he knew that Zhizhi was frequently searched, he started playing Weibo.
The child's little finger taps back and forth on the phone.
I am Zhizhi's boyfriend: [I am Zhizhi's boyfriend, I bought all Zhizhi's bags today! 】
Nobody bothered.
Occasionally someone sees a comment.
[That's right, I'm also Zhizhi's boyfriend, and I crowdfunded her bag. 】
Seeing this, Qiuqiu was furious, poked her little hand and replied: [I am Zhizhi's boyfriend! 】
Qin Zhizhi was considering whether to post on Weibo, when she saw Father Qin's Weibo was trending again, and clicked to check it, the corner of her mouth twitched.
Qin Jianwen: Thanks to the fans who supported the little cotton jacket and helped her speak. In order to thank the fans of the little cotton jacket, I decided to do something practical. Retweet this Weibo and draw a hundred to get a 9999 red envelope! Remember, only the true fans of the little cotton jacket can receive the prize. Anyone who has scolded the little cotton jacket or said she is no, I will not give it to you if you win the lottery!
【Dad, do you still lack a daughter? 】
【Dad, do you need a son-in-law? The kind that will come to your door? 】
[Crying, crying, I just said that Qin Zhizhi was really adopted? Does that count as slandering her? Mom, what am I missing? 】
Qin Zhizhi's fans——
Crazy happy.
The tears shed earlier were all worth it, and they all came over to comment, forward, and draw prizes.
Qin Zhizhi's eyes twitched, and he took a deep breath, "Dad, did your Weibo post spread a million dollars?"
Father Qin: "Daddy prepared 10 million yuan to buy you a gift today, but daddy didn't send out a penny. Dad felt aggrieved, so he gave 1 million yuan to your fans Huahua. Dad saw it all. Defend you, argue with others on Weibo."
All right.
After listening to Qin's father, she was speechless.
I had no choice but to click on my Weibo silently, and also posted a Weibo.
Qin Zhizhi: Some people slander you and slander you, but they want to be you. Retweet this Weibo, and draw 100 people to send a doomsday world teleporter, only for fans, and others will not use it to make up the number. And thank you for your protection, I received them all, love you all.
The fans who posted Qin Jianwen's Weibo post were calm.
The Weibo fans are really crazy.
Their maintenance was not in vain, their tears were not in vain, what did they get?
I got Zhizhi's reply and got Zhizhi's thanks!
She also said she loves them.
[Woooo, I knew I had a crush on the wrong person! Know that I love you too! 】
【Knowledge to fly bravely, know to follow forever. 】
[Sister who loves fans so much, I love it, I have never scolded anyone, sister, can I join the fan club today, can I draw a lottery? 】
[I really cried. Last night, I stayed on the official website until zero o’clock and took out my hand speed of being single for 20 years. I didn’t get the teleporter. When I saw this Weibo, don’t stop me. I’m going to explode. Forward! 】
When several people were playing Weibo.
Lu Liu came out again: "Boss, the person in charge of Zha Lang has been warned, and the person in charge promises that Miss Qin's bad voice will never appear on Weibo again."
Ye Yuchen: "Yes."
When Lu Liu was about to leave the arena, he saw two big ones and one small nestled on the sofa without looking up.
Sigh, what to do with wasting that time.
The boss's word is over.
Narino had just perfected some props in the doomsday world, only to find that the software he made a few months ago had been cracked, and he started to maintain the software without taking a break even after turning his chair.
While opening Weibo, he caught a glimpse of the unstoppable popularity on the hot search, frowned, and a dark smile appeared on his lips.
Then Zha Lang headquarters.
"Fuck, what's going on? The data is gone!"
"Why is the computer blue screen again?"
"He's coming, he's coming..."