Sun Qihan glanced at Qin Ruiwen's laptop screen and continued,

"In Jiang City Ruiming Building, it is the fixed IP of Jiang City Daqian Information Technology Co., Ltd."

Ou Yihan narrowed her eyes:

"It seems that the hired navy is from Jiang City Daqian Information Technology Co., Ltd.... Ha, okay, let's let this company go bankrupt."

When she said this, her cold tone was like that of a god who controls the life and death of all things.

After saying that, he turned his eyes to Duan Mingrui beside him,

"Have you found the lawyer you were asked to find before?"

Duan Mingrui replied: "I have found it and will come to see you tomorrow morning."

Ou Yihan nodded: "Ask him to send a lawyer's letter to Jiang City Daqian Information Technology Co., Ltd., and by the way, contact several businesses I represent to see if my reputation has been damaged, which has affected their stock market or profits. If so, let him

After they made the calculation, they also issued a lawyer's letter to the company for compensation."

Duan Mingrui nodded: "Okay, Mr. Ou, as for hiring navy troops..."

Ou Yihan pulled her lips:

"Don't worry, deal with the people first, and then worry about the declining popularity of Weibo. By the way, we will screen the real fans and fake fans. The remaining fans will be sent red envelopes again in a few days."

Duan Mingrui nodded:

"Okay, Mr. Ou."

Sun Qihan heard the conversation between Ou Yihan and Duan Mingrui, and his heart settled down.

To be honest, he didn't want anything to happen to Mr. Miao, because Mr. Miao was the only sponsor who was willing to help Team Sir get back on its feet.

She is the hope of their team.

"Mr. Miao, if you need anything from us, let us know as soon as possible. We will be here these days and will be on call whenever you call."

Ou Yihan raised her lips and spoke with a smile:

"Okay, I understand, go to bed early."

Sun Qihan: "Well, good night, Mr. Miao."

Feng Zexuan, who was standing next to Sun Qihan, came over and said into the phone microphone:

"Come on, Mr. Miao! Don't let villains affect your mood."

…

After hanging up the phone from Sun Qihan, Deng Hongying called and Ou Yihan answered the call.

Deng Hongying: "Mr. Miao, your Weibo has been hacked. The person who hacked your Weibo came from me... I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for you."

Her tone was full of guilt.

Ou Yihan smiled and comforted her:

"Remember what I said, to work under me, you only need to ensure your absolute loyalty to me and make good money for me. Don't worry about other things... I will help you settle it.

From today on, you are mine, and I will skin anyone who tries to harm you."

Deng Hongying was so moved that her eyes turned red.

She didn't choose the wrong person.

Mr. Miao is definitely the noble person in her life, who can make a huge turning point in her career.

Bole protects the thousand-mile horse, and the thousand-mile horse will run forward with all its strength, carrying Bole to see the beautiful scenery of the prosperous age.

"I, Deng Hongying, swear that from today on, I will only recognize Mr. Miao as my boss, and treat my boss's agency as my own company to run hard... In addition, thank you Mr. Miao for your trust and love for me, Mr. Miao is so kind."

, Deng Hongying will never forget it in this life!"

At the end of her speech, her voice was firm and tearful, and she bowed to the window where Ou Yihan couldn't see her.

Although Ou Yihan couldn't see her, he could imagine her being moved to tears. His voice became gentler and comforted her:

"Okay, don't think about this matter. I have a solution. Just put your heart in your stomach and sleep peacefully."

Deng Hongying wiped her tears and nodded:

"Okay, Mr. Miao."

After hanging up the phone from Deng Hongying, Mo Zisheng called, and everyone in their dormitory was around:

"Mr. Miao, are you okay?"

"Mr. Miao, don't be angry about what those people say on the Internet."

"Mr. Miao, we will speak to you online and tell them that we are your newly signed artists and there is no improper relationship."

"……Um!"

…

They were talking to each other, and Ou Yihan pinched the center of his eyebrows to comfort them:

"It's okay. I know this well. You don't have to stay up late to comment on Weibo. Have a good rest, recuperate, concentrate on doing your own thing, and cooperate with Teacher Deng to make good music... You can make your debut and become famous.

The most powerful response to Heizi, you know?"

Mo Zisheng had four people:

"Well, Mr. Miao, we will definitely work hard."

"Mr. Miao, we understand."

"Mr. Miao, you should also go to bed early."

"Mr. Miao, there will be a day when we can help you fight back against Heizi."

Ou Yihan nodded: "Keep this mentality, I will wait for your good news."

…

After hanging up the phone from Mo Zisheng, Ye Zihao also called.

Mainly because I'm worried about her, afraid that a black man will come to her door, and I want to come and accompany her.

Ou Yihan refused and told him that she could handle the matter and asked him not to worry too much and wait for her good news.

…

After hanging up the phone from Mo Zisheng, it was already early morning.

Ou Yihan was so busy that her head felt a little swollen.

She rubbed her eyebrows and suddenly remembered Zhou Zijun's birthday.

Since I promised to send birthday wishes in the early morning, I will not break my promise.

So Ou Yihan opened WeChat and sent a message to Zhou Zijun:

[Happy birthday, Zhou Zijun! May you have a bright future, be blessed with luck, and be happy forever!/cake/cake/fireworks/fireworks/hug/hug]

After the message was sent, Ou Yihan exited the chat box with Zhou Zijun, and unexpectedly saw Nuan Nuan's smile:
Chapter completed!