1399 I'm Not a Reporter

"Those who don't look good at others are really disgusting. How dark is your psychology? Is it so difficult to tell others? Han Zhuoli and Lu Man are asking you to provoke you? Some people have gone too far!"

The one who was blessed for her husband's cheating just now was furious, and scolded when caught, "Who are you scolding! Bitch!"

"You know how angry you are when people say that? Then why do you say that about Han Zhuoli and Lu Man? You can scold people if it doesn't make sense, which shows your quality."

Han Zhuoli was in a good mood at first, but after reading these bad comments, his face darkened.

Lu Mann was about to turn it off, but Han Zhuoli took her phone over, "Don't turn it off, I want to see what those people usually say about you."

Let his little girl suffer so many grievances on the Internet.

Although he also knows that it's all keyboard warriors who rely on the Internet and feel that they can say anything online, and you can't do anything about them, so they are so unscrupulous.

But even the words of these strangers who may not be in contact with them for a lifetime are just words, which are hurtful and uncomfortable.

And these people only care about their own pleasure and seek pleasure from the pain of others, but they still seem to understand it very well.

It's really disgusting.

With a sullen face, Han Zhuoli hugged Lu Man and read all the good and bad comments.

Seeing that Han Zhuoli's face was getting worse and worse, Lu Man said, "It really doesn't matter. You don't need to be as knowledgeable as these people. They just scold for the sake of scolding, so you don't need to read their comments."

Lu Man hurriedly comforted him, "Besides, I know how our life is going. I know what they said is ridiculous, doesn't it?"

But Han Zhuoli still didn't think so, so he returned the phone to Lu Mann, picked up his own phone, and called Nan Jingheng.

Nan Jingheng also opened a bar, but the main purpose was actually to collect information from various industries.

After all, the bar is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of guests, so it is very suitable for Nanyin to collect information.

Before getting married, Nan Jingheng often visited bars.

Either to play, or to go to town, so as not to be short-sighted, use Liang Jingru's courage to go to his bar to make trouble.

But after getting married, Nan Jingheng didn't go there much.

When I received Han Zhuoli's call right now, I was at home with Cheng Yi'an, playing with their son who was under one year old.

"Brother Zhuo?" Nan Jingheng teased his son with a mobile phone in one hand and a ball in the other.

"Help me send a news, it's an interview with me." Han Zhuoli said.

Nan Jingheng almost dropped the ball in his hand, "Brother Zhuo, you really know how to joke, do you still need someone to interview you?"

There are not too many people who want to interview Han Zhuoli, he always picks and accepts an interview, which is very capricious.

Sometimes Nanyin is given a chance because of their good relationship.

It was a surprise that he took the initiative to find him this time.

"You don't need to find any professional reporter from your company, it's just you." Han Zhuoli said, "Do you want to interview?"

"..." Nan Jingheng said speechlessly, "I'm not a reporter, I can't!"

"You don't need to know, I can tell you." Han Zhuoli said, "I'll send you a screenshot, and you'll understand after reading it. I'll call you later."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhuoli hung up the phone, leaving Nan Jingheng looking at the phone in a daze.