Chapter 1022: Flatter

Whitening is difficult, but for Murong Cheng, it is a good time.
Since Huo Zheng's death, the Huo family has been like a mess, and many people have joined him, so now it is very suitable for transformation.
In addition to casinos and several overseas mines, Murong Cheng has also begun to get involved in the real estate industry, medical institutions, and investing in emerging technology industries. All eggs cannot be placed in just one basket.
Murong Cheng was very busy. After spending a few days with her in Jingling, he went to Xianghai City again.
Subconsciously, Mu Zi began to pay attention to the news of the Xianghai Mu Group, which was scattered every day, and it was not a good thing.
Either a fight broke out or the drug addict was arrested.
Alas, looking upset.
...
As the days entered October, news about Mu Zi on the Internet gradually increased.
Most of them praised her, saying that she is a powerful lawsuit, a rising star in the judicial field, who is so good without graduation, and the future is unlimited.
Watching these news, Mu Zi felt embarrassed at first, but after reading more, she became numb.
But then the wind direction was a little abnormal.
The news on the website began to boast and even put down the rhetoric, saying that there is no lawsuit that Situ Muzi can't win in this world, and the reposts on Weibo are all her flattery, almost deifying her.
Mu Zi felt something was wrong.
She didn't invest in advertising fees. Who praised her so hard?
Things must be reversed.
It's a lot of boasting, and people on the Internet are also getting annoyed, and voices of opposition continue to appear.
"What's so great, as to boast like this?"
"Beware of the case coming back!"
"That's the way for the rich. If you get a little bit of success, you want the whole world to know it, tusk..."
However, these voices were soon drowned out by more praise.
One day later, some people on the Internet began to question Situ Muzi's purchase of naval forces to build momentum for himself.
Mu Zi couldn't laugh or cry.
What kind of momentum did she create for herself! Do you have nothing to do? !
The development of the situation is simply inexplicable, Mu Zi obviously did nothing, but the plot on the Internet was ups and downs, abruptly holding her first as a holy white lotus, and then scolding her as a scheming green tea bitch.
Even the people in the presidential palace were alarmed.
Situ Yan personally called and asked her if she needed public opinion interference.
The Presidential Palace has a team that is specifically responsible for dealing with this danger of public opinion, and achieves the purpose of controlling public opinion through incitement, guidance, manipulation, and use.
"No, as long as you ignore it, the heat will always go down." Mu Ziwan rejected Situ Yan's kindness.
The public’s memory is very short. Even if the people are talking about it now, who will remember the last headline news? What about the last time? Last time?
Mu Zi did her own way and went to class as usual without interference, even if she had been scolded all over the Internet for black heart and black lungs and black livers.
I met Zhai Nan before class and chatted a few words.
Zhai Nan said hesitantly, "The news...I saw it, don't take it to your heart..."
Mu Zi nodded: "Well, I don't take it to heart."
Zhai Nan felt that his comfort was meaningless.
The class bell rang, and it was Liao Liqin's class again.
Liao Liqin's course is over half of the time. Homework has been assigned in the last few classes. How many credits he can get in the end will also account for a certain percentage of his work.
Mu Zi's homework score is not bad. Not the highest score, but it belongs to the ranks of excellent.
Mu Zi guessed that when Liao Liqin gave her points, she must be very reluctant, she must gnash her teeth, she must suffer...
Fortunately, Liao Liqin's sanity still exists, and he didn't 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 got back their homework and talked about their scores, and the classroom was noisy.
Mu Zi also glanced at Zhai Nan beside him.
There is no score for the homework in Zhai Nan's hands, only three bright red words: unqualified!