"Miss, our future son-in-law is too troublesome."

In the office of a law firm in the City of London, Feng Jiu said to Zhuang Ziqing with a wry smile.

Zhuang Ziqing was focusing on a newspaper in front of her, which was introducing the entire page of the Independent News Agency reporter Glenn Moore’s accusation against WeChat and Yang Huan.

"That British man used his freedom of speech to make trouble." Perhaps because he was too involved in reading the newspaper, Zhuang Ziqing even forgot to correct the words in Feng Jiu's words.

For example, she and Yang Huan have no relationship yet. What is the future son-in-law?

"He just wants to use public opinion pressure to force Yang Huan to reconcile."

Zhuang Ziqing saw this thoroughly, which made her look down on Glenn Moore even more.

A person who lost a bet but refuses to apologize and admits his mistakes, and makes unreasonable trouble. What is this not a bastard?

Compared with him, Yang Huan is much more open and honest.

At least, people defeated them with open means.

When it comes to the whole thing, Zhuang Ziqing was really surprised.

According to the news found after the media dug three feet into the ground, Yang Huan only took less than ten minutes to have a meeting, which took the two of them two days and a half to make a game, and then test it for another day, and then directly launched it.

As a result, this game made the entire Internet craze.

Some people say that this is based on WeChat’s over 300 million users, while others say that this is a trend of netizens’ greed for freshness.

But for Zhuang Ziqing, these people are envious and jealous.

I know how to get a hindsight. Is it so unskilled, why hasn’t anyone done it before?

"What are Yang Huan doing these days?" Zhuang Ziqing mentioned Yang Huan's name and her tone became gentle.

Even she herself didn't notice this.

"I don't know." Feng Jiu shook her head, she followed Zhuang Ziqing all day long.

Zhuang Ziqing thought about it, picked up the phone on the table, found his younger brother Zhuang Zicheng's number, and called.

"Sister, I guess you will definitely call me."

As soon as the phone was called, Zhuang Zicheng on the opposite side looked joking and joking.

"Why?" Zhuang Ziqing was a little strange.

"If something big happens, you must be here to care about my future brother-in-law, right?"

Zhuangzi's ears turned red and he spat, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I have a hundred ways to deal with you, do you believe it?"

"Believe, sure!" Zhuang Zicheng immediately did not dare.

My sister's head is extremely smart. If she can clean up, she will definitely clean up.

"How is he doing recently?" Zhuang Ziqing asked.

"He? Who?" Zhuang Zicheng almost laughed, but he was pretending to be stupid.

"Zhuang Zicheng, if you dare to do this again, let's take a look!"

"Okay, okay, sister, I said it's not okay?" Zhuang Zicheng immediately begged for mercy, but he was happy in his heart.

There are not many opportunities to make fun of myself, but one is missing.

Speaking of which, Brother Huan is really amazing. He has become the old sister's fatal fuck in just a few days.

If I really become my brother-in-law in the future, I will definitely have to hug my brother-in-law's thigh, and then the older sister will have no choice but to do anything to herself.

"He has not left the house these days and said he is in seclusion."

"In seclusion?" Zhuang Ziqing's willow eyebrows frown, and she practiced the sunflower treasure book?

This thought flashed through her mind made her face burn.

It's only a few days since I learned bad things from that guy!

"Well, I heard them say that Brother Huan is just doing things like this. He doesn't like being disturbed. After finishing the work, he will come out of seclusion."

Zhuang Ziqing immediately understood, "Oh, then..." She hesitated a little, not knowing whether she should care.

"You'd better care about him." Zhuang Zicheng asked with a smile again.

"Don't think wrong, we are a family friend."

"Is that so? Then why don't you care about Qin Yongming?"

Qin Yongming, a child from the old Qin family in the capital, is also a family friend of the Zhuangzi. It is said that he has been pursuing Zhuangziqing since kindergarten.

"You..." Zhuang Ziqing has never had much affection for Qin Yongming.

"Sister, there are some things, so let's admit it."

"I have nothing to admit." Zhuang Ziqing said in a deep voice.

Zhuang Zicheng tsk twice, "Okay, my laboratory has something to do, I can't tell you more."

Before hanging up the phone, the boy was secretly speaking, saying in a thief tone: "Sister, I sent some good things to your email address. It should be of some help to Brother Huan. You can do it yourself, Sha Youlala!"

Zhuang Ziqing hung up the phone in anger, but the doubts in her heart were still unsolved.

How is he doing now?

Is that Zhang Ning... by his side?

Thinking of the email address that my younger brother mentioned just now, she immediately logged into her email address and found that it was indeed a mysterious email.

I opened it and found that it was a chat screenshot.

It was a chat record between Glenn Moore and some other reporters, including how he planned this time, for what purpose, and even some of his proud remarks.

For example, he called British netizens a person who had no independent thinking ability.

If such a material is sent to the Internet, then...

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"Sister Zhang Ning, don't worry, he has nothing to do, he is just busy all the time."

In Wangjiang Pavilion in Southampton, Huang Ying was calling Zhang Ning, who was far away in Longhai.

Yang Huan has not appeared for more than a month. Even Southampton did not watch the FA Cup semi-finals of Bolton away, which has caused speculation from the outside media.

There was even a British tabloid that Yang Huan could not bear the pressure and fell ill.

"What are you busy with?" Zhang Ning called Yang Huan but couldn't get through, and called the others, but was embarrassed to ask more questions, so he could only call Huang Ying and let her learn more about the situation.

"It seems that he made a new game and is currently testing it in secret."

"Also make a new game?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised, "Didn't you win?"

"You said you're masturbating? I asked, and Young Master Huan said that it was testing the WeChat game center and also showed third-party game developers the use of the WeChat game center. This game won't make much money."

"Can't make money?" Zhang Ning really smiled bitterly.

When WeChat masturbation was launched, there was only one charging point, that is, after using up five planes, if you want to continue playing, you either ask for the plane with your WeChat friend, or you just spend money to buy the plane yourself.

The charging point is inconspicuous, but since its launch, it has brought more than 2 million pounds of revenue to WeChat in less than a month, and the growth rate is still amazing, because more and more users are playing with planes.

There are even many heavy players who almost always win the list whenever they have time to get the first place in the rankings.

The list is cleared once a week, and it has to rush up this week and will have to rush again next week.

This game really shows everyone the huge potential of the WeChat game platform.

"I heard that the game of masturbation has allowed the company to obtain a lot of relevant user data. This time the game company is preparing to launch WeChat games, which are all the ideas that Master Huan came up with."

Huang Ying felt that Young Master Huan was so talented.

Not only did I come up with a masturbation model in less than three days, I also came up with so many creativity in one breath. It’s so amazing.

Sometimes she even wonders, is this the young master Huan who always thinks about burning her after reading it all day?

"I don't care about this, I care about how he is."

Zhang Ning was not interested in these things, and she didn't even care about Glenn Moore.

The only thing she really cares about is Yang Huan.

A few days ago, an anonymous person suddenly posted a screenshot of the chat record between Glenn Moore and his friends on the Internet, revealing the true purpose of Glen Moore accusing Yang Huan and WeChat.

Although Glen Moore accused Yang Huan of instructing hackers to invade his private computer, this also indirectly confirmed the reliability of this chat record, which directly put Glen Moore in a state of doom.

"I said, Sister Zhang Ning, since you are so worried, why don't you just come to see him?" Huang Ying asked with a smile.

When Zhang Ning heard this, he was moved.

She also wanted to visit him in Southampton.

This idea is still uncontrollable and is getting stronger and stronger.

"I won't say anything, I still have something to be busy with."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ning immediately called his secretary in, explained the company's affairs, and asked her to book the earliest air ticket to London for herself.
To be continued...