Ziropilo has been in Daqu for years, so naturally he understands what she means.
The dog was taking the rat and meddling in her own affairs.
Her face turned black: “What do you mean, you old woman?”
She stood up with a furious look on her face. She patted her flowered apron and then took a deep breath as she set up her stance.
“Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you!”
The elder woman that was cursing and slapping her palms at the same time, and her feet were stomping resoundingly, some kind of inherited secret technique being displayed by her at the moment, into the woodwork.
Ziropilo saw that her opponent was getting closer to her with a fierce aura, so her aura weakened.
As the commotion drew more and more pa*sers-by, Ziropilo’s face changed and he quickly fled the area.
D*mn, to be humiliated by an old woman like that.
But there was more to come.
Ziropilo opened her mobile phone, originally wanting to see the news she had posted, to see how the netizens criticised Lin Mo, to cheer herself up.
However, when she opened the comments section, what had started as a debate was now an overwhelmingly negative one, calling him out.
“The unscrupulous editor has turned right and wrong upside down and distorted the facts!”
“How can a shameless person like you be a journalist? Go find a factory to beat the screws!”
“Rubbish news, reported!”
It turned out that the video of Pietro and his team plus Ziropilo causing trouble at the medical centre was filmed by pa*sers-by and posted on the internet, and when the truth came out, the press was overwhelmed with accusations that unscrupulous journalists were distorting the facts and deliberately smearing them.
Before Ziropilo could even wake up from this turn of events, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper called, and as soon as he got on the phone there was a scolding on the other end.
“We are journalists who seek to be factual, and it is clear that you are not fit for this profession, Miss Ziopiro.”
Ziopiro’s mind went blank when she received the news, is this Miss Ziopiro being fired?
Looking again at the distant Chilam Hall, Ziropilo gritted her teeth and growled low.
“D*mn Lin Mo, D*mn Chinese medicine hall, it’s all because of you.”
……
Inside the Zhilin Hall, the Crown Prince was buckling his legs and generously pulled out a pile of cash from his arms.
“Here’s your payment, take the extra as hard work.”
After a pa*ser-by in front of him thanked him and copied the cash, he hurriedly left, as if he was afraid that the crown prince would suddenly backtrack.
I never thought that a video that was just a casual shot could be sold for 10,000 yuan.
“Call it a day! What a bore such a cheap smear tactic, how dare you use it.”
The prince spat out and rose a lazy back.
“Boss, things are done, I’m going to have tea with Elder Gan!”
Lin Mo knew that the crown prince was a master of idleness, letting him stay quiet was worse than killing her.
“You take it easy, he’s old, be careful of burping him up.”
The prince waved his hand, “Don’t worry, as long as the old man is fit, he will live for another 30 years, let’s go!”
Just as the Prince’s figure disappeared around the corner, Ziropilo, who had been looking around, shrank back.
“All right, that madman is finally gone, so later you’ll just go to the healing house and make a scene, as we said before.
Here’s a deposit of fifty thousand dollars, and you’ll get the rest when the job is done.”
The group of hoodlums opposite took the cash with a bewildered look on their faces, then nodded woodenly.
“Brother Stick, is this b*tch a tiger!”
After Ziropilo had left, a young brother asked.
“What do you care if she’s a tiger or not, we’re just smashing the place anyway, charging an extra 100,000 yuan, it doesn’t smell good.”
Brother Stick patted the cash in his hand, and the one on his face was also inexplicably smiling. Karma, what a f*cking mystery!