Chapter 172 Weibo Is Blocked

Morning!

ding ding~

The phone rang, and Lin Fan fumbled around the bed in a daze. Then he found the phone and connected it.

"Hey, what are you doing early in the morning?" The voice was a little dry, and he hadn't woken up yet.

Tian Shengun's voice quickly came from the other end of the phone, "What are you doing? What time is it? It's half past ten. If you don't come again, the store will be demolished."

As soon as it was half past ten, Lin Fan cheered up immediately, and then looked at his phone. Damn it, it's really half past ten, and he's been asleep until now after drinking.

"Got it, got it, I'll come later."

hang up the phone.

Lin Fan patted his head, this wine really can't get drunk, once drunk, he doesn't know the time, as for how he came back last night, he has completely forgotten, anyway, it seems that he and Wang Mingyang drank two boxes of beer last night, right? I looked at my clothes, it was still yesterday's clothes, it smelled a little bit, and I couldn't stand it.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, the whole person feels refreshed.

Go downstairs, drive, go to the store.

When we arrived at Yunli Street, the citizens outside were all queuing up.

There are only so many finger cakes every day, but the citizens never tire of it.

woof woof~

When Lin Fan appeared, Nicholas the dog saw Lin Fan, he rushed towards him, and surrounded Lin Fan's feet,

The tail is flicking back and forth, as if waiting for a hand to grab a pancake.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I drank too much last night and woke up too late."

Citizens: "Little boss, don't talk so much, come on, we can't wait."

"Alcohol hurts your health, little boss should drink less in the future."

"The little boss abused me thousands of times, and I treat the little boss like first love."

Tian Shengun and Wu Youlan were busy issuing number plates, while Lin Fan hurriedly made finger cakes and gave ten portions of finger cakes to the citizens. After finishing, he was also relieved, but Mr. Nicholas found that the owner did not prepare hand cakes for him. Grabbing the pancakes, he immediately bit Lin Fan's trousers, wagging his tail around, as if trying to please him.

Lin Fan glanced at Mr. Nicholas the dog, and finally only made half a portion of finger cakes.

Zhao Zhongyang stood beside Lin Fan, looking at him demandingly, also waiting, but Lin Fan ignored his gaze.

The fans in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.

"Haha, Brother Yang's eager gaze was directly ignored by Master Lin."

"People are not as good as dogs. Nicholas the dog can have a fixed half portion of finger cakes every day, but it's a pity that Brother Yang doesn't have one."

Zhao Zhongyang shouted to the live broadcast: "Master Dog is worthy of being Lord Dog. This life is peaceful. After eating, he will lie down directly. Where can he enjoy such a life?"

"Woohoo!"

Nicholas the dog lay at the door, sticking out his tongue, leisurely. For him, such a dog life is the happiest.

For some citizens, they sometimes envy Nicholas the dog, how happy they are to eat delicious finger cakes every day.

Lin Fan was drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. Suddenly, a mouthful of tea came out, "Who blocked my Weibo?"

Everyone looked at Lin Fan.

"No way, why blocked your Weibo."

Lin Fan was speechless, "I'll go, repost false news, just block my Weibo for this stupid reason."

Wu Youlan also said indignantly at this moment; "The news I reposted has been blocked."

Tian Shengun took out his mobile phone, and was also taken aback, "Mine is too."

Wu Youlan and Tian Shengun are not big v, that is, they blocked the reprinted news, but Lin Fan has already certified a big v, with millions of followers, not only the news is blocked, but even Weibo is blocked. pitted.

Lin Fan ran to Jiang Li's Weibo, but he was angry when he saw it.

"A big v surnamed Lin, reposting false news, and at the same time has a bad attitude, has been blocked on Weibo. I like the efficiency of Weibo. Only when it is fair and just can Weibo develop better. For some untrue I and Professor Chen Juan will be held accountable for spreading rumors."

There are many comments below, and many of them are fans who care about themselves.

"My day, Master Lin was actually fucked."

"Nimma, you dog, you actually cheated our Master Lin, be careful that Master Lin counts you as dead."

"It's hard to say about this matter. We don't know the truth, but I support Master Lin unconditionally."

"The laws of heaven are clear and clear, and what should come will eventually come."

After Huang Miaomiao and Xia Yimo knew about this, they were very gloomy. This was simply a family talk, and there was no room for anyone to speak.

The media and Weibo have all been greeted. Whoever reports is unlucky, and no one touches this brow.

Zhao Zhongyang surrounded him, "Master Lin, call the Weibo service desk and ask what's going on?"

Lin Fan called directly.

Service Desk: "Hello, Qiyi Weibo Service Personnel No. 005 is here to serve you. Do you need any help?"

Lin Fan: "My Weibo was blocked by you."

Service desk: "Hello, what is your Weibo account number?"

Lin Fan: "."

Not long after, without giving Lin Fan a reply, the service desk actually hung up the phone.

"Damn it!" Lin Fan was convinced. This Weibo service desk is also bullying people. I'm afraid he already knows his Weibo account, so he just hangs up without replying to himself. This is a bit of a scam.

Zhao Zhongyang looked confused, "Isn't this too much, it's sealed, and you don't even give a reason?"

Wu Tianhe said: "This matter is not that simple, and the interests involved are huge. Ordinary people must have nothing to do."

Lin Fan is upset now, "This is called too much bullying. Could it be that I didn't even repost it? I even blocked my Weibo, which is too much."

At this time, Wang Mingyang's call came.

Wang Mingyang: "I drank too much last night, are you okay today?"

Lin Fan: "I was fine today, but something happened just now."

Wang Mingyang; "What's wrong? What happened?"

Lin Fan was helpless, "My Weibo has been blocked, and there is no place to appeal."

Wang Mingyang on the other end of the phone was angry, "I'm sorry, why do you want to push Weibo so much? Brother, don't worry, I will help you now and unblock your Weibo immediately."

Lin Fan asked: "Can you do it? This is cross-industry..."

Wang Mingyang, "If you can't do it, you have to do it. I can't control other people. If it's my brother's head, I won't fight him with a bayonet. Wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone.

Lin Fan shook his shoulders, "It should be useless."

This is cross-industry, and it is not easy for people to start Weibo. If you block your Weibo, someone must have said hello. Besides, Wang Mingyang is just a rich man in Shanghai. Can hang Wang Mingyang.

Twenty minutes later.

When Wang Mingyang called, his tone was low and awkward.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have found a lot of people, but the other party didn't talk to each other, and the distance is like a mountain, but don't worry, I will remember this grudge, I just want to make a Weibo without losing face, and I am going to do a Weibo , kill him, isn't it just a matter of money, who else can I be afraid of."

Lin Fan was a little moved, "It's okay, don't worry about it, I'll think of a way."

Wang Mingyang's first phone call was to Wu Yungang, a rich man in the capital, but neither of them is in the Weibo industry. Both of them are in real estate. Their side business is in the industry, and they are not top-notch. .

Lin Fan lay on the back of the chair, feeling a little helpless, he was incompetent, and sometimes it was enough to cause a headache.

Just when everyone was at a loss.

Wu Tianhe said slowly, "I should be able to help..."

Lin Fan: "...."

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