Chapter 1083 Once it was a coincidence, and then two times
Just as Xu Chuan guessed, UC Media received a call from a certain department on the third day of Natu’s broadcast and was reported.
The other party was quite polite and did not ask them to take them off the shelves, but instead inspected them for themselves.
Xu Chuan took the phone and gave the other party a word, "Get out."
Then he came to the door by himself, and Master Xu wanted to see who was so shameless and could do this.
There is really nothing that knows about this acre of three-point land in the capital. A director of a certain office in his early thirties received him.
"Mr. Xu is a rare guest. You are..."
Xu Chuan sat in a daze on the chair, "Isn't someone reporting me? I'm from the head."
"You are so good at joking, what's wrong?"
He started to laugh as he talked, as if this matter was not worth mentioning.
Xu Chuan just looked at him expressionlessly, causing the old fried dough stick who had been struggling in the system for many years to slowly shut up.
"Someone has indeed come to react to some situations, and we can't react without any reaction, you said yes."
Xu Chuan nodded, "I understand very well, but let's reason. As soon as you touch your upper lip, you said someone reported it and asked me to check it out yourself. I don't know if someone reported it. What if you deliberately target me?"
I picked up the ashtray on the other person's desk and weighed it in my hand. Well, the ceramic one is a little light.
Director Qin immediately moved his body back. Although the boss of UC Technology, the surname Xu is now, he knew very well that this is a famous man in the three generations of the capital. This guy is really taking action.
"Of course not, we won't target anyone on purpose."
Xu Chuan also knew that among their physical constitutions, they always only talked to everyone, and this matter was more like being held back and had to do it, so he called to deal with the errands.
I didn't have time to talk to them, "Okay, since someone reports it, I have to have a name and surname, so that I can know which god I offended."
The director was really interesting, and he didn't say anything, and he clicked his finger on an A4 piece of paper on the table.
"Although it is a real name, in principle we will not disclose the name or specific content."
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes and said, "You can do it, you can do it."
I glanced at the registration form and wrote down my name.
Huang Dawei, who is this Sun Thief?
"Well, Huari's communication still needs support from all aspects."
Xu Chuan looked at the other party and couldn't help laughing.
The other party did not say it explicitly, but this was no different from the explicitly stated.
He sent his name back to the company, but he received the news that he had returned before he walked out of the office building.
Huang Dawei, the head of the Huari Exchange Foundation, which is controlled by a certain bank, has long changed his nationality.
Hey, this is really interesting. He was actually reported by a second Japanese devil in China.
OK OK OK...
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In a building in CBD, Beijing, several people were sitting in the conference room at the Huari Cultural Exchange Foundation.
The leader is Huang Dawei, who is slightly fat. If he sits there and wears a pair of round-frame glasses, he will be the fat translator in the previous anti-Japanese movies.
"Huang Sang, you did a good job this time."
Although Huang Dawei is the head of the foundation, it is just the front desk, and the real decision-making level is the book in front of him.
"This Xu, who is so arrogant, may he come to the door directly."
Several books looked at each other quietly, well, this is exactly what they hoped.
It is best to beat Huang Sang, and then they will hype it through the media.
As for Huang Dawei, who cares about a dog's feelings, the only regret is that Huang Dawei's nationality has been changed, and it would be even better if it were still in China.
They had prepared various shooting tools and were waiting for Xu Chuan to come to the door.
...
Young Master Xu just sat in the car and made a few phone calls, so he asked Zhang Biao to drive to the training ground to watch Gao Wen shoot archery.
"Boss, let it go?"
Zhang Biao didn't understand Xu Chuan's operations, and he had already called him in the door in the past.
Xu Chuan sat leisurely behind, "I can beat the two Japanese devils at most in the capital. What's the point? Do you provide you with jokes after dinner?"
"You have to let them know that some things will end up being chopped up as long as they reach out."
Well, Zhang Biao understood, what this guy meant was to go big.
Half an hour later, Natu took off the shelves from the UC platform, and the Twitter account clearly stated that it was because it was reported that it was damaged by someone's relationship with China and Japan and its opening to the public.
Then, UC Media's navy began to pretend to be an insider and released Huang Dawei's information.
Then it was like pouring a bowl of water into a frying pan and frying the pan directly.
In China, a cartoon that reflects the history of humiliation and struggle in modern times was reported and removed from the shelves by the Japanese. Who can bear it? My heart will never die.
The first thing to be affected is a department that Xu Chuan just visited. The website has been paralyzed so far, and his Twitter account has also been closed to the comment section.
The director who received Xu Chuan was talking to the culprit, "Mr. Xu, why bother? We didn't ask to take it off the shelves." His tone was full of helplessness.
"How can that work? We checked ourselves as required. I feel that the problem is really big. If you cooperate with your work, you will not treat me to a meal."
The arrow shot by Gao Wen hit Hongxin happily picked it up. Xu Chuan held the phone in one hand and gave the other thumbs up.
"You'd better put that animation on the shelves."
Xu Chuan smiled, "By the way, Director Qin, right? I don't make things difficult for you. I'll ask, have you seen my animation?"
The other party was a little hesitant, obviously he had never seen it.
"There must be resources online. If you find them and read them, I won't target you personally."
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly. Xu Chuan understood the other party's mentality of making big things happen and not offending the couple. However, no matter how understanding it is, he could not tolerate the other party's dare to call UC Media for self-inspection without even reading the content, even if both of them knew that this was not binding.
The CBD where Huang Dawei is located was directly blocked by various media.
"We cannot live in hatred, and this kind of work that openly promotes hatred and nationalism will certainly be removed from the shelves."
Huang Sang stood in front of the media with great enthusiasm.
"So are you from Chinese?"
"No, I have already become a Japanese citizen." His tone was full of pride.
Then a sound came from the crowd watching, CNMD, and then a takeaway that I didn't know who ordered came towards him.
A portion of spicy hot pot with the soup hit Huang Dawei's head, making him so hot.
Before he could react, the onlookers who were disgusted by this guy's shamelessness took action.
During the lunch time, most people were carrying takeaways in their hands, and the first person led others to follow suit.
There are a large number of people, and the security guards in the building cannot stop them at all, and the security guards who are also disgusted are just pretending.
In less than an hour later, the door to the Exchange Foundation was blocked by all kinds of garbage.
Things were going too fast, and no one expected that this would ferment to this point.
It took Huang Dawei less than a day to go from a slightly famous public intellectual to a crossing rat that everyone shouted and beaten.
And the protagonist on the other side of this matter seemed to have taken action.
Early the next morning, Huang Dawei boarded the plane to Los Angeles.
He had to leave, and if it weren't for this academic invitation that happened to appear, he would have to go back to the island to stay for a while.
Of course, the foundation will be closed for a while to avoid the limelight, and those books also need to be met.
At this time, Xu Chuan was sending red envelopes to enthusiastic citizens who threw garbage.
Well, most of the extras he found at that time.
"When will the rabbit be put back on the shelves? I answered the phone call all night yesterday."
Zhou Hao rubbed his forehead. He really admired the person in front of him who made small things big and big things exploded.
"Wait, it's not over yet."
Everyone is watching his reaction and the follow-up of the incident. If it is just like this, it will only make those dogs feel relieved and become even more disgusting to you.
"This requires them to know that being a dog is also risky."
Another day later, a small news happened in Los Angeles. A Japanese scholar clashed with a gang while purchasing DU products and was shot to death. The murderer had been shot dead by the police.
UC Media’s Twitter account reposted the news, and then the rabbit was re-listed.
Most people didn't understand why UC reposted this, and they paid more attention to the rabbit's listing.
Some people with discerning eyes also checked the news slightly, and then their hearts were stuttering.
Huang Dawei is dead!
Who did it?
When these people read Xu Chuan’s news, their feelings were very different from before. The smiling face seemed to have a different meaning.
"Brother, is this what you asked someone to do? That's not."
Zhou Hao was shocked after reading the news.
Xu Chuan just rolled his eyes, "Don't joke, I've been staying in the capital. I'm still familiar with you, be careful, I'll still sue you for slander."
As for not killing the other party, this is a matter of principle.
Of course, this matter is not over yet. Those books thought it would be fine if they went back, so what were they thinking?
He asked someone to contact the Moscow Hotel, and one week later, three books died in Kabukicho, and was classified as suicide because of no obvious trauma.
"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, what do you think of Huang Dawei's death?"
This incident spread, and Xu Chuan often visited the training ground recently was surrounded by the media.
Before getting on the bus, Xu Chuan spread his hands and replied, "I'll lie down and watch."
"Then why did UC Media repost this news?"
Finally someone asked about the idea.
"Of course, it's a reminder that America is not very safe. You see, I've been assassinated in New York so far. The killer can run away even if he is locked in the hospital."
The reasoned and well-founded statements are really convincing.
A Japanese died in the United States. Who can say that such a thing is related to a Chinese? Besides, the Los Angeles police have closed the case.
This is probably a coincidence, but when the news of the Japanese who committed suicide from the foundations came later, it is estimated that those who were still planning to get him bad will carefully consider it.
One is a coincidence, and two...
"You're going to Rio tomorrow?"
Later, Gao Wen, who had temporarily returned to Qingming Festival, lay down on Xu Chuan's chest and asked in a low voice.
"Well, the time is almost over."
Nikita had urged him several times. If he didn't go, he would probably not be able to see the excitement in Rio.
"Oh, okay." Gao Wen said in a muffled voice.
She didn't want the other party to leave, okay, she has become a little eccentric in the past two days.
And this person obviously would go to see that American woman, which made Gao Wen feel very strange.
She thought a lot in her mind and didn't notice the other person's actions at all.
However, after she felt the changes in the other party, she had no time to think about these things again.
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Rio, the Nilton Santos Olympic Stadium, which can accommodate 45,000 people, is preparing for Sylla's fourth concert this year.
The organizer has rich experience and the stage construction has almost been completed.
Fans from all over Brazil and South America are gathering in the city.
The people gathered near the stadium with snowy posters, doubled the prices of hotels and DU products in the city.
"That bastard is on the plane?"
Nikita stood on the roof of a building with a telescope, looking at the long-legged Vanessa below.
"Well, he's coming soon." Michael put down the telescope in his hand.
This is a common slum in Rio, opposite is a large area of used factory building.
According to their two days of investigation, a group of speeding parties were hiding inside, and Vanessa became one of them as a very outstanding driver.
Of course, there is also the killer who failed to assassinate Xu Chuan.
The leaders seem to be two wanted criminals, one named Dominic Toreto.
The other is Toreto's sister's boyfriend, Brian O'Connor, who was once the FBI, and for some reason he became Toreto's accomplice.
With the addition of O'Connor, who is familiar with the FBI's operation mode, their team has the capital to confront the main house, and has escaped arrests in the United States more than once.
Of course, there are several other people, all experts in various fields, including professional drivers, electronics experts, modified car experts, and retired soldiers. Of course, Vanessa's two killers.
But these people have the same expertise, that is racing.
The eleven people are now targeting local drug lord Hernan Reyes.
As for the whole story, it was actually that Toreto and others took Reyes's things when they were hired to steal a car, and then the other party planned to kill someone to silence the silence, so that the two parties had a grudge.
Now Toreto has found such a group of helpers and plans to steal all the cash in Toreto's hands to retaliate.
"Ha, when did car thieves start playing high-tech?"
Michael was a little surprised to see the electronic device he took out.
"Cars are now controlled by computers, so you can't even drive the car. Of course, I mean without a key."
Nikita knows much more about this than her boyfriend.
After all, almost all the supercars in the company's garage belong to this sister.
"Ha, forget it, I still think the pickup is better."
Nikita glanced at this uninteresting guy, "Your hobby is really the same as Swag."
"Well, I have to add Bell."
"No, don't you realize that guy actually doesn't like driving?"