"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll just give you a hand!" Wang Ling chuckled and hung up the phone.
"Give me a hand? What does that mean?" Zhang Menglong was somewhat confused.
"What happened, what's wrong?" Lu Yiyao asked curiously.
"It's nothing. Principal Wang called and said I became famous," Zhang Menglong said with a playful smile, "and you too, you're famous now."
"Zhang Menglong, it's all your fault!" Lu Yiyao pinched the soft flesh around Zhang Menglong's waist.
"Hey, no worries, like I said, even if I really became famous, as long as I buy Weibo, no one can see what I don't want them to see."
"It's not just Weibo in the country. What about Toutiao, Tengxun News, and Wang Yi News? Even if you buy Weibo, what about the others?"
Zhang Menglong grinned crookedly, "Then I'll just buy them all, not leaving a single one!"
