Chapter 285 Dare to Be Angry but Dare Not Speak Out

Netizens recalled it one after another, feeling that the netizens who were being used became more and more angry, and began to analyze by themselves.

The major marketing accounts also reposted it, and occasionally one or two who were still struggling were instantly besieged.

Immediately afterwards, some people began to expose that the fire was deliberately done.

There was an uproar on the Internet.

There are waves of melons on the Internet, and when the programmers are scratching their heads in a hurry, someone starts to break the news.

There is something wrong with the carcinogens in milk. Regarding this milk incident, all the batches of the same batch have no problem, only the part that was randomly inspected was found to be problematic.

The endorsed official Weibo took the opportunity to retweet and complain: the conscience of the conscientious industry instantly becomes a black-hearted businessman, and the baby feels bitter.

"Don't you cry, Mr. Guanbo? Someone must be trying to frame Bai Zhi, but it's a pity that you have been hurt." Netizens left messages of comfort.

The angry melon-eaters began to calm down and analyze the cause and effect, and the fans finally felt proud and forwarded various slapstick posts everywhere.

Passers-by stood in line to express their support for Bai Zhi, and the loyal fans of the brand involved in this incident also stood up one after another, insisting on arresting the black hands behind the discrediting of the conscientious merchants

Only some marketing accounts that have received money are still struggling.

Seeing this, Chen Bingbing's fans also broke up in various ways, and the Internet became a mess. The innocent people who ate melons said that this time there were too many melons, and they were full.

Some neutral people who eat melons said that it is better to let the melons fly for a while. Although Bai Zhi looks more like being wronged, it is true that someone died.

Who has the guts to kill someone just to frame his opponent.

Bai Zhi's fans were attacked by Chen Bingbing's fans but had no evidence, so they could only forward various technical analysis posts to refute the rumors.

The bosses of the support club tried to appease the fans in various ways, and put out slogans: We only post evidence, not tearing up.

Because of the attitude of the fans, Bai Zhi gained some favor. Although many passers-by said they were waiting for the follow-up, they were obviously more inclined to Bai Zhi.

...

Inside the presidential suite of the Royal Imperial Hotel.

On the big bed, Song Zhijiang was leaning against the head of the bed and smoking a cigarette.

"Brother Jiang..." Chen Bingbing snuggled into Song Zhijiang's arms, deliberately making her voice sound soft and charming.

Song Zhijiang exhaled a smoke ring, held the smoke in one hand, and stroked the woman's hair with the other.

He has countless women, but Chen Bingbing is the only one who understands him best. When he called Brother Jiang, he was innocent and careful to please Song Zhijiang, which made Song Zhijiang feel numb all over.

"This incident, after all, has offended the brand house. I'm worried that they will join forces with Bai Zhi..." Chen Bingbing stretched out her soft little hand to caress Song Zhijiang's chin with a little beard.

"Don't worry about this, brand whitewashing is just a matter of advertising." Song Zhijiang enjoyed the woman's touch, "Baizhi will only become their abandoned son."

Chen Bingbing got up, took the red wine by the table, took a sip, and a gorgeous lip print appeared on the goblet. She turned the wine glass, pointed the lipstick print at Song Zhijiang, and handed it to Song Zhijiang's mouth with a charming smile.

"I'm still a little worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Song Zhijiang snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and took a sip of the red wine handed over by Chen Bingbing. The literary and artistic films on the street were forced to stop."

"But what if someone finds the evidence?" Chen Bingbing's winking eyes were filled with sadness, "There seems to be a reversal of the online opinion. I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, the woman who offends me, Song Zhijiang, can only die." Song Zhijiang comforted the woman in front of him, "Want to rely on public opinion to turn around? She is dreaming, this time I will let her die without a place to bury her."

"Okay, I'm not afraid. In this world, there is nothing you can't handle, Brother Jiang." Chen Bingbing turned from grief to joy.

"Just wait, this is just the beginning, the deadliest thing is yet to come." Song Zhijiang looked at Chen Bingbing dryly.

"Is this fatal?" Chen Bingbing raised the wine glass, put the bottle upside down on his neck, and let the bewitching red spread all the way down his neck.

...

Bishui Qingyuan.

Bai Zhi frowned and nestled on the sofa in the living room, watching various hot searches on the Internet.

Although the remarks have turned against each other, after all, everything is just analysis, and there is no actual evidence to prove her innocence.

Even if there is actual evidence, it may be turned out to be supplementary evidence for other materials after many years, not to mention this specious scandal.

I'm afraid this road will become more and more difficult to walk.

Thinking of Xiaoke Xiaoai, her brows became tighter and tighter. She used to think so beautifully, but now she is so disappointed.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Meng Changxin.

"Sister Xin." Bai Zhi picked up the phone, in order not to worry Meng Changxin, she tried to make her voice sound more relaxed.

"Honey, pack up, I'm going to pick you up." Meng Changxin sounded a little excited.

"Where are you going?" Bai Zhi was taken aback.

"Of course I went back to the crew to continue filming. I also received the notice just now." Meng Changxin smiled, "Didn't Lu Juefeng tell you?"

What is another.

That's right, Lu Juefeng has always done things like this. No matter what it is, she will always be the last to know.

Bai Zhi put away her phone, went back to the bedroom and changed into a set of clothes.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Meng Changxin waiting in the living room.

"Oh, my aunt, how can you dress like this?" Meng Changxin waved the sunglasses and scarf in Bai Zhi's hand, "Fortunately, I was prepared."

"Agent?" Bai Zhi was helpless.

"Isn't it? Special period, special treatment." Meng Changxin wrapped Bai Zhi tightly in two or three strokes.

Looking at the fully armed Bai Zhi, Meng Changxin snapped his fingers in satisfaction.

"OK, perfect!"

The bodyguard Chang Sheng was already waiting outside the door.

"Miss Bai, Young Master Lu asked me to protect your safety."

"Young Master Lu is so caring!" Meng Changxin patted Bai Zhi's shoulder and gave her a look that you know.

Bai Zhi ignored Meng Changxin's eyes.

She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand anything, in Lu Juefeng's words, it is their duty to protect the artists under his Lu family.

The crew moved to a remote suburb, and in just a few days, the studio had been set up.

It must be true that money can turn ghosts around.

The director Chen Quan was quite polite to Bai Zhi. Although the other actors were dissatisfied with Bai Zhi, they dared not speak out. After a few scenes, everything went smoothly.