I have a traffic system

Chapter 120 "His name is Wu Zhou, right?"

This topic ends here.

But Han Xinyan probably understood the meaning.

For example, the most basic basic needs such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Ordinary clothes are worn, and luxury clothes are worn. Is it the same?

I live in a 50-square-meter house, and I live in a 500-square-meter villa. Are they the same?

Basic needs can be met, but it does not mean that these needs are only the most basic needs.

But she didn't want to dwell too much on this issue.

At least on this issue, I roughly understand what Wu Zhou means.

When the two of them were communicating.

Each other, shaking hands channels.

It's so lively now.

Wu Zhou wanted to keep a low profile before, but he always kept a low profile as much as possible.

Many former company employees also posted frontal photos of Wu Zhou on Douishou or other social platforms.

But Wu Zhou put some fake answers in front of him.

Even if the exposure of these people is true, it will only be spread in a small area, with little exposure and no impact.

But this time it's different, there's heat.

Wu Zhou's previous traffic volume was tens of thousands, and at most hundreds of thousands, and once it passed by, the entire result data was completely messed up.

But now this matter has millions or even tens of millions of heat traffic.

Weighted by the tens of millions of fans superimposed on big V accounts.

As a result, Wu Zhou's head was on fire.

"Is this the boss of Qiao Fei's family?"

"Why do you feel younger than me? It's impossible."

“Did the blogger post his own photos?”

"Liar, how can the boss of such a big company be so young?"

"I don't believe it."

"It's over, it's over, how can this be true? You said he was the son of the richest man, I might still believe it."

At the beginning, a lot of comments were mainly about not believing me.

"Ahem, by the way, who is a former colleague of the blogger? I remember that company regulations do not allow photos of the boss to be posted."

"An employee of the host Qiao Fei's family?"

"Holy shit, it seems like a real employee of the Qiaofei family. I see a lot of daily work sharing of the Qiaofei family in her account."

"Is this considered an official certification?"

"No way, the boss of Qiao Fei's family is so young and has a baby face?"

"Let me reply in unison. I can't say whether the company's regulations are specific or not. It's up to you to decide."

As the video's comment data gets higher and higher.

The video playback volume is also increasing.

"I just posted this photo in the group this morning. When I got home at night, I saw this again. I shook my hands. Are you sure you didn't monitor my phone?"

"Is this the photo of the boss of Qiao Fei's family who did the trick in the group today?"

"Brother Tong also showed up."

"Actually, I didn't believe this photo when I first saw it, but it is indeed true."

Subsequently, many more ‘insiders’ gradually appeared.

And some big Vs who particularly like to gain traffic can become so popular after seeing photos of the identity of the boss of Qiao Fei's family.

Just come over and have a quickie.

In the past, no one had done a topic like "Who is the boss of Qiao Fei's family?"

No one is paying attention and doing this is just a waste of time.

But now that someone is paying attention, and the traffic seems to be quite small, the result is different.

Early the next morning, Wu Zhou came to work refreshed and refreshed.

As soon as I arrived downstairs of the company, I was shocked by the pile of mobile phones and SLRs downstairs.

Among them, Wu Zhou even saw what seemed to be a radio host.

These people were stopped at the entrance of the office building.

Wu Zhou had some bad premonitions in his heart.

After parking the car in the underground garage, you enter the company floor. There are two rows of sofas opposite the stairs.

This is configured by the property management and is prepared for people waiting for the elevator during rush hours.

The moment the elevator door opened, two young people, a man and a woman, were sitting on the sofa.

At a cursory glance, I can see that they all look pretty good, the men are handsome and the women are pretty.

Moreover, the woman was only wearing a close-fitting, light gray sweater, and her figure looked even more curvy. Especially the size of a certain location was indeed quite large. Wu Zhou had to take a second look, but it was just a second look.

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The makeup on her face was light makeup, and her face looked young. Wu Zhou looked away after looking a little too much.

She briefly glanced at the man next to her. He was at least a head taller than the woman and was dressed very fashionably.

Wu Zhou didn't pay attention to the details. There was nothing interesting about the men.

There are two sets of down jackets of similar styles but different colors on the sofa not far away. They must be lovers, Wu Zhou thought.

But one thing that is certain is that he is definitely not an employee of Wu Zhou Company.

Wu Zhou's appearance also attracted their attention.

At first, the two of them just turned their eyes from their mobile phones to the elevator and took a brief glance.

The young man frowned slightly, feeling familiar, but the young woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

He touched his companion with his elbow and said softly.

"It seems to be the person in the photo." Although he tried to lower his voice, he was still unavoidably excited.

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly stood up and trotted to Wu Zhou with a smile on his face. Because he was running a little too fast, he bumped a certain part of his body.

"Are you Mr. Wu?" the young woman said with a sweet smile, her voice slightly babyish.

Hearing this voice, Wu Zhou felt like goosebumps.

Because of the woman's obstruction, the man not far away did not approach immediately. Instead, he raised his phone and pointed it at Wu Zhou.

My girlfriend struck up a conversation with another man, and there was no jealousy on his face.

But at this time, Wu Zhou looked carefully and discovered that there was a small microphone on the edge of the collar of the young man and woman's clothes.

"You've got the wrong person." Wu Zhou's expression suddenly turned serious and he walked around the woman.

The woman didn't expect Wu Zhou to deny it and was stunned for a moment. However, although she was young, she had been in situations for many years and her reaction was quick.

Chase after me again.

If it weren't for Feng Shui saying that the door cannot face the elevator entrance, Wu Zhou would have entered the company by now.

He took it back and prepared for her to entangle him again, and this time, the woman directly moved her hand and took Wu Zhou's arm.

The woman didn't seem to mind at all.

As for the handsome guy not far away who has been holding up his mobile phone, he was still calm before, but now his eyes are almost straight.

"The sacrifice this time is a bit big."

"Mr. Wu, we worked very hard to get here. Can we just chat for a few words? Just a few words, please." The woman said pitifully, her voice soft and waxy.

Most men would feel soft-hearted after hearing this and couldn't help but refuse.

But Wu Zhou

"Sorry, I don't have time. You have admitted the wrong person." Again and again, this time Wu Zhou finally entered the company.

I simply said to the front desk, "Don't let strangers from outside come in."

Then we went directly inside.

"Okay, Mr. Wu," the front desk said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, I originally thought that I had found the wrong person, with a little disappointment on my face. I felt that I had wasted so much effort this time to sneak in the woman, but my eyes suddenly lit up.

She turned around and signaled to the man, and followed him inside.

But I was stopped directly by the front desk.

"Miss, I know your Mr. Wu, really, his name is Wu Zhou, right?" the woman said, her eyes were staring straight at the front desk, waiting for the front desk's response, and she couldn't suppress the slight expression on her face.

Excited.

(End of chapter)