"What's wrong, Xinxin, are you so delicious?"

Song Yan looked up accidentally and found that Guan Xin's eyes were red and seemed to be crying.

Guan Xin shook her head and took a sip of the mixed grain porridge, but her face was completely gone from the pleasure brought by delicious food.

Something is wrong!

"No, Xinxin, are you still thinking about that bastard?"

Song Yan thought Guan Xin thought of her boyfriend again, so she reached out to support Guan Xin's shoulder to comfort her.

"without……"

Guan Xin still shook her head, but a drop of crystal tears fell into the porridge bowl.

"Huh? This is..."

Song Yan glanced at Guan Xin's mobile phone and seemed to find the answer. She quickly logged in to the same city 1314 with her mobile phone and entered Guan Xin's live broadcast room.

Although Guan Xin has not been online today, you can watch the live broadcast replay.

Now Guan Xin’s live comment section is full of insults, ridicule, at least sarcastic. So what if Guan Guan Shengxiang dares to appear without makeup? She is just a green tea frame, and her clothes are so bad that she can’t get rid of the rusticity in her bones...

There was also a black fan who said with certainty that Guan Guan Shengxiang was a mistress of a wealthy man. Otherwise, just because she was an amateur, why would a rich man be willing to spend millions of money when he first started a live broadcast?

In addition to the continuous repetition and filthy words, the above are bombarded in Guan Xin's live comment section, and even the live replay public screens are almost completely captured by negative comments...

Not to mention that the anchor Guan Xin was affected by her mood, even Song Yan, the others couldn't stand it anymore.

"Who is the one who is damaging our family's Xinxin? Humph, it must be that some people are jealous of Xinxin and use this despicable way to deal with Xinxin... Xinxin is not afraid. With us here, no one can bully you, isn't you the boss?"

Song Yan comforted Guan Xin and looked at Meng Bo at the same time.

Meng Bo, who has already felt deeply about such experiences, has never spoken.

He was not surprised at this time.

When a person becomes popular, there will inevitably be many right and wrong.

When he spent millions or tens of millions to push an amateur on the platform's list, and even threatened the position of the top sister of the platform, he had already expected that this would happen.

The only thing that surprised Meng Bo was that some people were moving very quickly.

This is enough to show that Guan Xin, or the person he Meng Bo, was at least in the deep roots of the platform tree and had a huge naval army.

"Guan Xin, you know that you are not as someone said, right?"

Meng Bo put down his chopsticks and looked straight into Guan Xin's eyes and asked.

"Um."

Guan Xin looked at Meng Bo with her crying eyes and nodded at the same time.

"Okay, ignore the noise and do your best, we all support you."

I can't explain why, but with Meng Bo's words, Guan Xin felt that everything seemed not so bad and nodded vigorously.

"Um."

Song Yan stuck out her tongue and gave Meng Bo a thumbs up at the angle that Guan Xin couldn't see.

After dinner, Meng Bo asked Guan Xin and Song Yan to wait at the company first. There may be staff from Ningjiang Administrative Office to deliver relevant procedures for the development and use rights of Bangning Jiangshazhou Island.

"Boss, we're at work."

Song Yan blew kisses and made a heart-to-heart at Meng Bo, and left the villa with Guan Xin hand in hand, and stopped a taxi to Songrun Building.

Meng Bo drove to the First Hospital himself.

When I arrived at the inpatient department of the First Hospital, Mr. Xu's condition had improved a lot and he woke up.

Moreover, after the Zuo family was driven away by Meng Bo, they did not come to cause trouble, and Mr. Xu's treatment was not disturbed by any human being.

Zuo Qingyan and Wen Xue have just been guarding each other since yesterday, and neither of them has a rest and look a little tired.

"You are awake, Mr. Xu."

Meng Bo was naturally happy when he saw that Mr. Xu had woken up and waved to Mr. Xu, who was still wearing an oxygen breathing cover through the glass window of the ward.

Now Mr. Xu is basically awake. While waving to Meng Bo, he can see him smiling through the oxygen hood.

"Thank God, Lao Xu's life was finally saved."

Although Wen Xuegang is tired, his mood is more refreshing than sleeping for three days.

It was confirmed that Mr. Xu's condition was stable, and the hospital would exchange the ward with Meng Bo and Zuo Qingyan again.

This time, Meng Bo no longer had trouble with the hospital and agreed to change to the general ward, but still required to live in a single room.

After the matter here was handled, Meng Bo then contacted a nursing staff through the hospital to take care of Mr. Xu's food, drink, defecation, and sent Zuo Qingyan and Wen Xuegang back to rest.

Meng Bo completed all the work in the hospital and transferred 500 million yuan to the Ningjiang Administrative Office’s special account.

At the same time, the data located in the upper right corner of the view has changed.

Countdown 26 days

57... billion

It's only the fifth day, and the mission has been completed nearly half.

Starting from buying the Sunshine Restaurant Bar on the top floor of Songrun Building, and to the recent live broadcast gift for Guan Xin, Meng Bo felt that it was not particularly difficult to spend 10 billion tasks within 30 days given by the system.

It seems that it is likely to be completed ahead of schedule.

I wonder what kind of reward the system will give me then?

Or a super gift package?

Or another 10 billion?

"Mr. Meng, please stay."

Meng Bo is about to leave the hospital and go to the suburbs of Ningnan, which is the original site of Mr. Xu's welfare home.

He wanted to go and see how Zhang Hongwang will rebuild the welfare home in person.

If he cannot be satisfied, it seems that it is necessary to talk to Zhang Hongwang.

As soon as he set off, he was stopped.

Meng Bo looked back and saw clearly that it was Zuo Yuanqing, the son of Uncle Zuo Yuancheng. He had a fight with Meng Bo yesterday, but was taught a lesson by Meng Bo.

"What, I want to have a discussion?"

Meng Bo clearly saw fear in his opposition's eyes, but still joked.

"I dare not, Mr. Meng, can I speak with you?"

"If you want to ask me to return the shares in my hand to you or buy them back at a low price, there is no need for us to negotiate again."

At this time, Meng Bo could guess that the Zuo family would definitely have nothing else to do when they look for him.

"Mr. Meng, I would like to express my apology for my misconduct yesterday. If you feel that it is not satisfying enough, I will find a place immediately and ask you to go over and teach me a lesson and promise not to frown."

Zuo Yuanqing obviously had a ideological struggle and now completely lowered his posture in front of Meng Bo.

It seems that if Meng Bo really beat him up, he would never frown.

"Zuo Yuanqing, I do have most of the Zuo stocks in my hand now, but I want me to spit out the meat I eat. Does this make sense? Even if Zuo Wenhua's stocks are just bones with no value now, I won't spit out easily. Am I clear enough?"

Meng Bo wanted to send Zuo Yuanqing away as soon as possible so that he could get out of here and go to the suburbs of Ningnan to see the reconstruction of the welfare home.

Who knew that Zuo Yuanqing shook his head and then smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!