As soon as the work assignment was issued, the entire department started operating immediately. Su Bai and Xiaoyu were busy non-stop, but the person involved, Jiang Wan, had nothing to do.

Jiang Wan opened her Weibo and looked through her own posts. There were countless floors below her first post.

Abusive comments, insults to people's personalities, and all kinds of foul language were pouring in.

[Jiang Wan, you cheap bitch, go to hell.]

[Let me ask, did Jiang Wan's mother die today?]

[What kind of crazy woman is Jiang Wan!]

[This kind of idiot can still make it in the entertainment industry. The Chinese entertainment industry really has no bottom line! ]

Jiang Wan flipped through several pages, and three question marks slowly appeared in his head.

…That’s it??? You’re still a hater after all?

How can you be a troll if you don't have any ability? You keep repeating the same few words over and over again, including shit, piss, fart, brainless and stupid. Even an elementary school student can't reach this level of vocabulary.

I just praised Jiang Jian for his good PR work, but the black fans hired are not professional enough!

In her previous life, Jiang Wan couldn't get any roles and had no money to earn. What hadn't she done? She even fixed all the light bulbs, toilets, and plumbing in the entire film and television studio!

It is very easy for her to be a water army black fan. She has dozens of small accounts by herself.

As long as the money is in place, I can wash the black into white and turn the sweet into the smelly.

Jiang Wan rolled up his sleeves and randomly picked a few unlucky guys to retort.

Anti-fan number one: Is Jiang Wan crazy? Jiang Jian is so nice to her, but she is targeting him?

Your grandfather Jiang Wan V: You unfilial grandson, which eye of yours saw him being so nice to your grandfather? I thought you had poor eyesight at first, but now I think you have a bad brain.

Anti-fan number two: Vicious Jiang Wan, go to hell.

Your grandfather Jiang Wan V: Good grandson, if you can’t spit out ivory from your mouth, you can’t spit out shit either, otherwise it will be a waste of food.

Hater number three: "There are still people who like Jiang Wan's plastic surgery face? Are you blind?"

Your grandfather Jiang Wan V: Yes, yes, you are good-looking, with a crooked mouth, a split nose, a duck neck and a chicken chest. Your body is like a stick and your head is like a hammer. Your real name is Bangchui, right?

Jiang Wan became more and more excited and angry as she cursed, and she tagged the haters crazily:

"The king is as big as the earth, and the haters are only five feet tall."

"You're such a jerk, and you're still trying to be a hater?"

"Are your large intestine and brain reversed? Shake your head quickly, do you hear the sound of feces?"

"You should accumulate some virtue in this life so that you don't have to eat shit in the next life."

"Your brother Jiang Jian is the most handsome. He's the most handsome in the world even when he pee in his pants~"

"Can you curse? Just this, this, this???"

Jiang Wan's hands flew up quickly, and in a short while, several black guys were crying.

Seeing that the comments had stopped coming in, Jiang Wan felt a sense of loneliness at the top.

Posted a Weibo:

Your grandpa Jiang Wan V: This generation of black fans is the worst I have ever managed!

Netizens: Jiang Wan is crazy???

Haters: How are you more professional than us? Why don’t you start a class and we’ll pay to learn!

The hater who was scolded and cried: "Wow, I don't make any money, I'm going to cancel the order!"

It didn't take long before Jiang Wan became famous and became a hot topic.

#Jiang Wan personally takes action to tear down the haters#

"Bang!"

The door to the conference room was knocked open, and Su Bai rushed in, asking angrily:

"Jiang Wan!!! What are you doing!!!"

Jiang Wan scratched her head. "I'm... having a friendly academic exchange with my haters."

Su Bai was going crazy: "What are you crazy about? And what the hell is your Weibo name?"

Jiang Wan: "Ahem, I heard that having "relatives" in your name can help you get closer to your fans. Look at how many grandchildren I have after changing my name."

Su Bai: "From now on, you are not allowed to touch your Weibo account! From now on, your Weibo account will be managed by someone in charge. Do you understand?"

Jiang Wan muttered, "If you don't want to move, then don't move... you're just being stingy..."

Su Bai was so angry that he pinched his Ren Zhong point: Give me a quick-acting heart pill!

Jiang Wan, whose phone was confiscated, collapsed on the sofa in the conference room and lamented, "Life is so boring~"

…………

Shengrong Media Office——

Jiang Jian was standing in front of the desk with his head lowered.

Sitting at the desk opposite him was his agent, Liu Yunru.

She is almost forty years old, but still beautiful, wearing high heels, black stockings, a tight skirt, and a busty figure.

She leaned lazily on the office chair, holding a stack of documents in her hand, looking at them thoughtfully.

Jiang Jian was a little nervous, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Liu Yunru opened her red lips slightly, her voice cold:

"I don't care how many women you sleep with outside, but you've gotten yourself into such a big mess. Tell me, what should I do?"

Jiang Jian swallowed his saliva. In front of Liu Yunru, he had nowhere to hide.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry about this..."

Liu Yunru glanced at him and stood up from the chair. She was plump and wore high heels. She walked in front of Jiang Jian. With a height of about 1.7 meters, she looked very oppressive.

She touched Jiang Jian's face with her hand and patted it gently a few times:

"Don't think I don't know your little intentions. I advise you to put yourself in the right place. Don't I know how much you weigh?

If I can lift you up, I can lift another one. Why do you think you are irreplaceable in my eyes? If you don't know yourself, I can teach you. "

Jiang Jian's face flushed red: "Sister Ru... this was an accident..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yunru glanced at him and asked, "What did you call me?"

Jiang Jian lowered his head, hiding the fear and resentment in his eyes, and spoke after a while:

"My Lady Queen..."

Liu Yunru laughed:

"Weren't you quite cheerful last night? Are you embarrassed now? What are you to me?"

Jiang Jian clenched his fists. He had to endure it, and he had no choice but to endure it. Without Sheng Rong, he was nothing.

"I...I am the Queen's dog."

Liu Yunru smiled with satisfaction and slapped Jiang Jian lightly:

"Go ahead, get your composure together. I can't bear to give up on such an obedient dog like you. You're my cash cow. Go get ready for your new album."

Before Jiang Jian could leave, a cell phone rang on his desk like a death knell.

Liu Yunru picked up the phone. It was a call from the marketing company. It looked like the job was done. Jiang Wan must have been scolded and cried.

She answered the phone in a good mood and put it to her ear.

Jiang Jian just looked at her expression, which changed from a smile to confusion, then to shock, and finally to anger.

"What did you say? You want a refund?"

"What? You're saying Jiang Wan is too fierce and you can't scold her? You're so many and you can't scold a little girl?"

A busy tone came from the other end of the call, and Liu Yunru was so angry that she dropped the phone.

"A group of people can't be scolded by a vase, what a waste!"