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Pan An didn't say a word. After finishing the inquiry, he immediately went to Qi Chenger's side and took a look at the situation in the live broadcast room.
I found that the current [-] to [-] online viewers did not mention relevant content, and finally made a decision and pretended nothing happened!
And I hope that when there are more people later, no one will mention it.
That's right, this is deception!
Although this kind of operation does not help the facts.
But Pan An had great trust in the royal family's ability to handle affairs, and believed that they would definitely handle the matter in the shortest possible time.
That is, within two days, at most three days, it should be almost the same.
If it can be delayed until then, those belated viewers in Pan An's studio will be fine even if they know about it.
Although this kind of thinking is a bit passive, even naive, but he has no other way.
Yet the defeat of innocence is often innocence.
No, the motorcade had just left the rain cloud area of Zizhong Prefecture, and not long after the signal was restored and the broadcast started again, some viewers brought this information to the live broadcast room.
I heard that there have been a large number of demonstrators at the gates of state government offices in many parts of the empire since around nine o'clock last night.
Even the Nine Gates of the Inner City were no exception, which immediately caused a sensation.
Many viewers went out directly to check the situation, and many stayed in the live broadcast room, discussing this matter heatedly.
Gradually, those viewers who ran out to check the situation came back one after another.
The source of the truth they brought back was directed at Pan An, causing an uproar among more than [-] online viewers in the live broadcast room.
Many impulsive viewers snapped at the barrage, applauded what he did, and encouraged him to make persistent efforts in the future and go further and further on this road of death.
Rational viewers stood up one after another, advising Pan An to pay attention to these things in the future, and not to continue to jump around the red line and make crazy temptations.
With a worried expression on her face, Qi Cheng'er truthfully told him the information.
Pan An had no choice but to take over the live broadcast room, and chatted with everyone seriously: "Before the high-speed jam in the live broadcast room, I spent a long time fiddling with my phone, and everyone saw it.
It's news from our company executives.
Tell me that the above has already said hello, let me not express any personal opinions on this matter, and wait for the official authoritative conclusion”
Chapter 0298 This is the most helpless day in my life
I walked around the Dazhou Plaza in Bingjiang Prefecture.
Pan An saw that the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room had reached nearly 20, so he ignored their heated discussions.
As if his eyes were deaf, he asked himself:
"Insert an advertisement! May I ask if any friends from Bingjiang Mansion come over with stories that they can play, and be the guest of Bingjiang Mansion's station I'm Picking Up Stories in the World?"
Maybe it's because he hasn't participated in everyone's hot topic before!
At this moment, everyone seemed to be ignoring him.
Just don't be too social!
Pan An was in so much pain that he prepared to take the live broadcast room and return to the offline fan gathering restaurant set by the logistics team:
"Hey, I'm going back to the meeting point and waiting for friends from Bingjiang Mansion to come over. If no friends come over with stories after three o'clock in the afternoon, I'm going to run into them on the street."
He didn't know if anyone paid attention to him, or if it was related to the barrage, which was covered up by other barrage content.
Walking back with a face full of helplessness and depression.
A group of guys who would rather stay in the live broadcast room and beep, and have never seen anyone clamoring to join that group. I really don't know where the motivation for this group of guys comes from.
Could it be because you can watch the excitement?
What monsters are these!
Not long after, Pan An walked into the air-conditioned restaurant speechlessly and decadently from the scorching heat.
In the large private room, seeing him like this, Tan Penggao and Yao Qidi couldn't help but glance at each other, and asked in a low voice, "Did you find any interesting stories?"
Pan An picked up the chrysanthemum herbal tea that Qi Cheng'er poured for him, and drank it down in one gulp, as if angry:
"After three o'clock in the afternoon, if I haven't, I'll go to the street to meet by chance. I don't believe it. I can't meet a scene that can touch me in such a big Bingjiang Mansion."
Before he could finish his sentence, Miss Dai, who was in charge of receiving fans in the logistics team, came in with a look of hesitation and told him the news:
"Xiao An, just now there was a pretty girl who brought her father over to say hello, please go find her in the soda shop next door.
She said that she wanted to be the guest of this episode of "I'm Picking Up Stories in the World".
The girl explained that she promised to treat her father to eat ice cream, and she had to take care of her inseparable father, so she couldn't come here in person, so please don't be offended."
Pan An immediately picked out several important points from this piece of information.
For example: promise to treat father to eat ice cream.
People over the age of 50 in Imperial Four seldom eat this kind of food, or people of normal age will not try it easily, let alone arguing for their children to eat it.
For example: I have to take care of my father who is inseparable from others, so I can't come here in person.
Under what circumstances will a father who is not old be inseparable from the children he takes care of?
Before everyone in the private room could react, Pan An took the live broadcast room and walked out the door briskly, leaving a group of people facing each other
Next door to the restaurant is a cold drink shop named Ali.
Not small, there are more than ten tables inside.
It may be that it is not yet noon, there are only three tables of customers in the store, two of which are young mothers with children.
After Pan An entered the door, he quickly locked on to the target.
It was an old man in his fifties, well dressed, sitting alone, stretching his neck, looking at the young ponytail woman who was buying ice cream at the counter.
The expression on the old man's face was rather hopeful.
Just as Pan An was looking at the old man.
The well-proportioned, well-proportioned young woman with a calico ponytail, a slim dress, and five-centimeter high-heeled crystal leather sandals turned around with an ice cream and quickly spotted Pan An.
Her eyes lit up, she raised her hand to say hello to Pan An, trotted all the way back to the old man, handed him the ice cream and spoon, and said softly: