Qiao Yin watched her hustle like ants on a hot pan, turned around to borrow a laptop from a coworker, and then sat down in a corner.
Breaking into a mobile phone was actually simple for her.
She skillfully typed in the code, and in a moment, she had gained control of the live-streaming mobile phone.
Then, she silenced all the malicious commenters who were tarnishing her reputation at the auction house.
She heard a coworker not far away exclaim: "Boss, those malicious commenters are gone!"
Lu Yanxi was pleasantly surprised: "Has the mobile phone been restored?"
"No, the mobile phone still cannot be operated. However, all the instant comments against us have disappeared."
Lu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and whispered: "That's good, let's wait it out, it should be fine in a while. Maybe there's a problem with the phone, next time we'll replace it with a new one for live streaming."