The First Heir

Chapter 809

He fully understood the power of the internet. He knew that the negative impact behind these ten hot search topics would be devastating!

“Mr. James, something went wrong. We’re suspended!”

Leo rushed in with his computer, extremely agitated.

Of course, Robbie realized the reason. He glanced at Leo and said anxiously, “Quickly, drop the hot searches. No matter how much it costs, we must drop them!”

In an instant, the entire mansion quickly became busy, and various phone calls came in and out.

On the other hand, Robbie sat limply on the sofa with his eyes wide open. He was staring straight at the hot search topics, and every topic was labeled ‘hot’.

Ten minutes passed.

Not only did the hot searches not drop, but they were getting more and more popular!

Leo reappeared at the door, his eyes blank. He felt like he was sobbing without tears. “Mr. James, it’s over. We… We can’t drop them! There are too many people. More than 100 big accounts, hundreds of millions of fans!”

Thud!

Robbie directly rolled off the sofa. The secretary on the side trembled in fright as she hurriedly ran to help him up. She said, “Mr. James, are you alright?”

“F*ck off!”

Robbie was enraged. He kicked the secretary away, staggered to his feet, and said, “Quickly, contact the other party and see who is targeting us! This is definitely not Beacon’s handiwork!”

Robbie finally realized that he had provoked a terrible existence!

five minutes

a phone to Philip and said, “Mr. Clarke, a call from

the phone,

“Mister… Clarke?”

moment, sitting on pins and needles. “Hello, Mr. Clarke. My name is Robbie James, the general manager of Beaver Media. It’s a pleasure to talk

it can’t really be a pleasure, right?” Philip put his hands on the window

who stood behind him

this time, Philip still had to poke at

fire burning in his chest, but he had no

What will it take for you to stop?”

play a question game. If the answer is correct,

A question game?

being treated like a

this an insult to his

Robbie bit the bullet

simple. I’ll say the first half of the phrase

Robbie nodded

“Face…”

“Book.”

“You…”

“Tube.”

“Go…”

“Daddy.”

Mr. James

laughed abruptly. “In that case, isn’t it justified for Daddy to teach you

a rage. “Mr. Clarke, what exactly do you want from me?! I’m not a person to be trifled with

against Beacon and Wynn Johnston, this outcome was

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