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—Excuse me, who is the gentleman upstairs?
—Adrian Desmond!
—AAAHHH—
—Who the hell is Adrian Desmond? (Someone asked fearlessly.)
—I'm no 'thing,' but I'll make you into one!
—The guy upstairs sounds so cool; I like it. Handsome, send us a photo to admire, please.
—Wow, I remember now! Adrian Desmond is the husband of our beautiful President Johnson. It can't be someone else with the same name, can it?
—Sienna Johnson is my woman!
—Little Peachy, you've provoked the President's husband again. You're toast!
At lunchtime, the Weibo group was usually quiet. However, today, everyone ditched lunch and started discussing in the thread. Eastminster Group headquarters had about five thousand people, and with everyone swiping their screens, Vivian Abbey saw that there were already more than three thousand replies...
This speed... Vivian Abbey had never thought the people at Eastminster Group could be this gossipy.
