His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 730

Feng Can was refreshed after watching it.

What's even cooler is that his three new Weibo posts made people laugh.

The first is that he exposes the black history.

The second one is a recording of him and his friends——

"I said this method works. Look, the popularity has risen. Now everyone knows your name, Lu Yang, and your two songs have been heard by hundreds of thousands of people!"

"If you invite you to dinner tomorrow, don't be polite to me."

"Hey, you're welcome, continue to add fire, this Fenghuo looks like a soft persimmon, crush him to death."

"It's just that you were scolded for grievances, and now all the Internet is scolding you."

Lu Yang hummed lightly: "Black and red are also red! I used to work so hard to write my own songs and I didn't become popular, and I didn't become popular when I followed the trend of others, but when I was scolded, I became popular, hahaha, don't say it, this feels quite It's new, and I feel happy being scolded for the first time!"

"By the way, you give me some more money, and I'll buy more people to scold Feng Can."

This is the end of the first recording.

This is followed by the second recording -

"A Yang, go to your Weibo and see, something big has happened!"

"What's the matter with you! You're crazy! Post your past events too? You don't have to sacrifice so much for Bo Yanyan!"

"Fuck! This... what's going on here! Look, I can't log in here!"

"Ah! I'm on it! But I can't set permissions! Damn it! Weibo must have interfered! Damn it!"

"Stop talking! Our recordings have been posted!"

After Feng Can heard this, his stomach hurt.

The name Lu Yang suddenly became the laughing stock of the entire network.

Feng Can called Fang An and asked him to call the police to deal with the matter. He couldn't spare such a villain lightly.

Besides, the evidence delivered to the door will be wasted if it is not used.

At the same moment, Feng Xian took off his glasses.

Qing Jun's face was facing the computer, staring at Lu Yang's Weibo, thoughtfully.

He only picked up all the dark history of Lu Yang and spread it out to the masses. As for the Weibo permission and the two recordings, he originally had this idea, but he has not done it yet, but someone has already done it for him.

Staring at the screen for a while, a smile formed on the corner of his lips. -

At eight in the morning, Qian Mi woke up.

She picked up her phone and glanced at Weibo, and after only a while, the anxiety in her eyes dissipated.

Last night, she only opened Lu Yang's Weibo comment permission, and did nothing else.

What's going on with this self-deprecating history and recording?

Looking further down, Lu Yang was taken away by the police this morning.

His Weibo account has been officially banned, and the two songs are suspected of plagiarism and have also been removed from the platform.

In short, this man shot himself in the foot.

Seeing this result, she felt relieved and quit Weibo.

In WeChat, Wei Wu sent her a new message.

The time has changed, from 8:00 pm to 3:00 pm, and we will meet at Wutongji.

At half past eight, Qian Mi got up for breakfast.

As soon as I walked in, I felt the atmosphere was unusual.

Feng Du and Feng Xian and Feng Can didn't know what they were talking about, and the atmosphere between them was very serious.

Qiao Shiwan came over and pulled her in a low voice: "Your uncle is in a bad mood today, let's go, let's go next door and let them talk with their father and son."

Qian Mi nodded, turned her head and walked out.

"For Achan's business?"

Qiao Shiwan sighed: "Yeah, this kid made music without us, and his father was very angry."

Qian Miao lowered her eyes and said, "Actually, making music is not bad, at least he likes it. Besides, he is also good at it."