Chapter 234: Master of the People 5

The girl even looked so beautiful that she was fascinating.

Mr. Jia's bones slapped and subconsciously followed Wen Si's words:

"Well, I've been through it. The saint said that if you are forty, you are not confused. This means that you will have nothing to know when you are forty!"

Wen Su deliberately praised him: "You are so amazing, I would like to hear it carefully."

Fu Chi smiled, said nothing, and just silently peeled the shrimps for Wen Su.

Fortunately, he has such a problem with super memory. He remembers the kitten's preferences clearly.

Seeing that Fu Chi was silent, Mr. Jia was praised by Wen Shi and started talking loudly:

"These collections, comments and recommendations are all fake data at first glance. I know it once I guess! These are all routines, and I create a vanity and prosperity for you. It seems that there are many people using their software! If you want to say, Lao Wen, there are 500 out of your 50,000 collections... No, fifty real readers are all good!"

Wen Du was so angry that he trembled all over: "This is not fake..."

Just at this moment, a string of messages floated over the app:

[Give a reward of 1,000,000 end coins for "Morning of Earth"! Become the Silver Alliance of this work!]

The conversion method of the end point coin and the soft girl coin is 100:1.

Mr. Jia and others were all stupid.

Someone converted it and exclaimed: "Ten thousand yuan? This person actually gave Lao Wen's novel 10,000 yuan?! Why did he..." The word "六" was swallowed tactfully by him.

Ten thousand yuan is nothing to them.

But the key is that this ten thousand yuan is rewarded to Wen Du!

They can understand that they like the great master's books and reward them, but they are gentle with him... Where is he worthy of being liked by others?

In the eyes of these little girls, Wen Du can’t make ten thousand yuan?

If it weren't for giving some pocket money from the Wen family's old house, their whole family would have starved to death!

Wen Si asked lightly: "Is this fake data?"

Mr. Jia gritted his teeth and said, "Of course! I'm a person who has experienced it. I eat more salt than you young people eat. These are all routines! They are all entrusted by this software! I trick readers to come and give rewards! Otherwise, who would give the author a reward if he reads a novel? Anyway, I don't believe it--"

He kept looking at the innocent and harmless Wen Su and suddenly smiled:

"I've heard popular science for a long time, saying that eating too much salt may damage the brain, and you seem to be seriously injured."

...Hey?

Mr. Jia's eyes widened in shock.

The others also looked incredible!

Wen Su...How could he say such words?!

But this is just an appetizer. If you follow it, you can be called a master of criticism:

"Did you write novels or programmers run programs? What do you think is what you think?"

"Without practice, there is no right to speak, and without typing, you can eat more and talk less."

"Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

“…”

Everyone reacted!

Wen Su is scolding them!

They habitually put pressure on the gentleness:

"Old Wen, look at your daughter!"

"Is this a sign of disrespect for elders?"

"It's too much! How did you teach your daughter!"

I have always been weak and tender, and I have to put my chopsticks on my "splash":

"We said it well! You guys know nothing! You guys don't know nothing!"

Mr. Jia and others were so angry that their blood pressure rose: "Old Wen, do you still take us seriously? Do you still treat us as friends?"

To this end, the gentle response is:

"I'm gonna be—"

"I don't care if I love anyone!"
Chapter completed!