CIATB Chapter 106 Public Opinion Leaks!
Chapter 106 Public Opinion Leaks!
The atmosphere in the living room of River View No. 1 Villa was even more somber than the night outside.
Just ten minutes ago, the video "Human Wealth and Beauty" was trending all over the internet, with countless people shouting "Sister, kill me!"
But now, the top spot on the trending search list has changed color.
The blood-red, bolded headline was like a series of sharp knives, piercing straight into the forehead of the Qingcheng Group.
#Qingcheng Group's cash flow breaks down#
#Tiangong Hot Spring is actually a shoddy construction project#
#The female CEO has a chaotic private life, with multiple young men rising to her position#
There were even a few blurry photos with captions full of obscene and vulgar language.
"Snapped!"
Nie Qingcheng threw the tablet computer onto the coffee table with such force that the fruit plate on it bounced.
"These rats from the gutter!"
Her chest heaved violently with anger, and her deep red silk nightgown trembled with each breath, but no one was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful sight.
"That guy surnamed Wang is quick on his feet."
Nie Qingcheng gritted her teeth, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye exuding a murderous aura, "I just chased that actor away, and now this dirty water has been thrown at me."
"The PR department's phones have been ringing off the hook. Linda just said that three partners have called to inquire about the financial situation, and their tone implies that they want to withdraw their investment."
Nie Qingcheng paced barefoot on the carpet, scratching her hair in frustration: "If it's normal business competition, I'll play along to the end."
"But this kind of despicable tactic...it's disgusting!"
Public opinion can sometimes be sharper than a knife.
It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of legwork to refute them.
By the time she presents the evidence to clarify, it will be too late, and the resort's reputation will be ruined.
"Stop spinning, it's making me dizzy."
On the sofa, Zhang Yan remained in that Ge You slouch position.
He held an orange in his hand, slowly peeling it, his leisurely demeanor completely out of place with the tense atmosphere of impending bankruptcy.
"What's the rush?"
Zhang Yan stuffed a segment of orange into his mouth and mumbled, "These low-level online trolls are only scary to look at."
He took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and casually handed the other half of the peeled orange to Nie Qingcheng's lips.
"Eat something to cool down."
Nie Qingcheng angrily opened her mouth and bit down, chewing twice as if she were really biting into that Wang's flesh.
"Do you have a solution?"
She had an orange in her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, which looked rather cute in contrast.
"I didn't want to do it, after all, there's no sense of accomplishment in bullying elementary school kids."
Zhang Yan sighed and pulled out the laptop he had been using as a cushion from under his buttocks.
Power on the computer and connect to the internet.
His fingers casually swiped across the touchpad a couple of times, the movements as flippant as if he were playing a fruit-cutting game.
"The sugar daddy behind Su Su is named Wang Defa, right?"
"A well-known entertainment tycoon in Beijing's entertainment circle, who controls more than a dozen marketing account companies."
As Zhang Yan spoke, he typed a few words on the keyboard.
The stock price chart of Qingcheng Group that was originally displayed on the screen instantly turned into a series of rapidly scrolling green codes.
"What are you going to do? Send a lawyer's letter?"
Nie Qingcheng leaned closer, looking suspicious. "The Ministry of Justice is already drafting a report, but these kinds of lawsuits take at least a year and a half to reach a conclusion."
"A lawyer's letter?"
Zhang Yan scoffed, "What can that thing do besides wasting paper?"
"To deal with a thug, you have to use thug methods."
"Snapped!"
With the final press of the Enter key.
The screen freezes.
It was a seemingly ordinary Excel spreadsheet, along with several encrypted folders.
"Found it."
Zhang Yan whistled, "Wang Defa is no good either. His server firewall is as flimsy as paper, he doesn't even have a proper honeypot."
"What is this?"
Nie Qingcheng looked at the densely packed numbers on the form.
"Boss Wang's 'Book of Hell'".
Zhang Yan pointed to the first column: "These are the records of his tax evasion through dual contracts over the past three years, the total amount is probably... more than 800 million."
Nie Qingcheng's pupils suddenly contracted.
Eight hundred million!
If this gets out, Wang Defa will be so angry he'll be stamping his sewing machine on fire.
"And this too."
Zhang Yan opened the encrypted folder.
Hundreds of photo and video thumbnails popped up.
Although the images are blurred, it's still clear that the main characters are all Wang Defa, and the female leads range from newly debuted actresses to top stars like Su Su, and even include several married actresses.
"This is what he calls a 'star-making factory'."
Zhang Yan's tone was slightly cold, "It's all about power and sex."
Nie Qingcheng glanced at it once and turned her head away in disgust: "Dirty eyes."
"It's pretty dirty."
Zhang Yan closed the folder, his finger hovering over the "send" button.
"Honey, should I release the evidence of tax evasion first, or these scandalous affairs?"
Looking at Zhang Yan's profile, which appeared somewhat devilish under the screen's fluorescent light, Nie Qingcheng suddenly felt that this man, who was several years younger than her, could be truly terrifying when he got ruthless.
But this ruthlessness was for her sake.
"Send them together."
Nie Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold smile, regaining her queenly aura. "Make him utterly disgraced, leaving him no chance to recover."
"Understood."
Zhang Yan's finger fell.
……
Private room at a luxury club in Beijing.
Wang Defa was embracing two newly signed young models, holding a glass of red wine, looking at the trending topics on his phone, his fat face shaking with laughter.
"Trying to mess with me? Don't you even know who I, Wang, am!"
Wang Defa took a sip of his drink, beaming with pride: "That Nie Qingcheng might be someone in the business world, but when it comes to public opinion, I'm the boss!"
"With just a flick of my finger, I can turn her into a public enemy!"
Su Su, whose leg was in a cast, looked at him with resentment: "Godfather, you're amazing! This time, you must kill that bitch! And that pretty boy too!"
"Don't worry, baby."
Wang Defa patted her face. "I'll buy in when Qingcheng Group's stock price hits its daily limit down. Then that resort will be ours."
Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.
The secretary stumbled in, her face deathly pale, holding a phone in her hand: "Mr. Wang... Mr. Wang! Something's happened!"
"What's the panic! Is the sky falling?"
Wang Defa frowned unhappily.
"It's...it's really collapsed!"
The secretary's voice trembled as she handed over the phone, "Look at the trending topics!"
Wang Defa casually took the phone.
He glanced at it once, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces.
Red wine was spilled all over the floor, looking like blood.
The top trending topic has changed.
#Entertainment tycoon Wang Defa suspected of massive tax evasion#
#Entertainment industry's unspoken rules confirmed, hundreds of gigabytes of videos leaked#
#Several actresses, including Su Su, are involved in a power-for-sex deal#
Each trending topic is followed by a dark red "Explosive" character.
Moreover, the account that broke the news was not a marketing account, but rather it directly packaged the evidence and sent it to the official Weibo accounts of the tax bureau and the public security bureau, and tagged all the mainstream media on the internet.
The evidence is conclusive and irrefutable.
Even the Excel spreadsheet containing the tax evasion information was made into a long image, so clear that even the decimal point was visible.
"This...how is this possible..."
Wang Defa slumped onto the sofa, trembling all over, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.