Chapter 1022
It's hard to clean up, but for Murong Cheng, now is a good time.
Since Huo Zheng's death, the Huo family has been in disarray, and many people have defected to him, so it is very suitable for transformation now.
In addition to casinos and several overseas mining farms, Murong Cheng has also started to get involved in real estate, medical institutions, and investing in emerging technology industries. All eggs cannot be put in one basket.
Murong Cheng was very busy, and after spending a few days with her in Jingling, he went to Xianghai City.
Subconsciously, Mu Zi began to pay attention to the news of Xianghai Mu's Group, there were sporadic news every day, and it really wasn't good news.
Either a fight broke out, or a drug addict was arrested.
Alas, looking upset.
...
As the days entered October, there were more and more news about Mu Zi on the Internet.
Most of them praise her, saying that she is a good litigator, a rising star in the judiciary, she is so good before graduation, and her future is limitless.
Mu Zi felt embarrassed at first when she watched the news, but after reading too much, she became numb.
It's just that the wind direction was slightly abnormal later on.
The news on the website started to blow up, and even put down their rhetoric, saying that there is no lawsuit in this world that Situ Muzi can't win, and the reposts on Weibo are all her praise, almost deified her.
Mu Zi felt something was wrong.
She didn't pay for advertising, so who praised her so hard?
Extremes must be reversed.
After boasting too much, people on the Internet began to get annoyed, and voices of opposition emerged one after another.
"What's so great about boasting like this?"
"Beware of falling into trouble in the next case!"
"Rich people are like this. They want the whole world to know about a little achievement, tsk tsk..."
However, these voices were quickly drowned out by more praise.
A day later, some people on the Internet started to question Situ Muzi's purchase of a naval force to build momentum for himself.
Mu Zi couldn't laugh or cry.
What kind of power did she create for herself! Do you have nothing to do? !
The development of the situation was simply inexplicable. Mu Zi obviously did nothing, but the plot on the Internet was full of ups and downs. First she was praised as a holy white lotus flower, and then she was called a scheming green tea bitch.
Even the people in the presidential palace were alarmed.
Situ Yan called in person and asked her if she needed to interfere with public opinion.
The presidential palace has a team that is responsible for dealing with this dangerous situation of public opinion, and achieves the purpose of controlling public opinion through incitement, guidance, manipulation, and utilization.
"No need, as long as you ignore it, the heat will go down." Mu Zi politely declined Situ Yan's kindness.
The public's memory is very short. Even if the whole people are discussing it now, who will remember what was the last headline? What about last time? What about last time?
Mu Zi went her own way, went to class as usual, and was completely undisturbed, even though she had been scolded all over the Internet for being black-hearted, black-hearted, black-lung, black-hearted, and black-hearted.
Before class, I met Zhai Nan and chatted for a few words.
Zhai Nan said hesitantly: "The news... I saw it, don't take it to heart..."
Mu Zi nodded: "Well, I don't take it personally."
Zhai Nan felt that his consolation was meaningless.
The class bell rang, and it was Liao Liqin's class again.
Liao Liqin's course is halfway through, and homework has been assigned in the last few classes. How many credits can she get in the end, homework grades also account for a certain percentage.
Mu Zi's homework score is not bad. Not the highest score, but in the excellent ranks.
Mu Zi guessed that when Liao Liqin gave her points, she must have been very reluctant, gritted her teeth, and suffered a lot...
Fortunately, Liao Liqin still had reason and did not give Mu Zi a low score because of personal prejudice, otherwise Mu Zi would have to go to the dean's office again.
The students all took back their homework and discussed their grades with each other. The classroom was full of noise.
Mu Zi also glanced at Zhai Nan beside him.
The homework in Zhai Nan's hand didn't have any grades, only three bright red words: Failed!