Chapter 143 The King's Disdain: Business Warfare Strategies, Fearless

"Mr. Qian is right! This Song Ying is really ungrateful. She's just a small-time actress who doesn't even bother to curry favor with the locals in Beijing. She just wants to grab a share of the pie and steal our money. If we don't teach her a lesson, where will we put our faces in the future?"

"Back then, her mother, Jiang Lan'an, was just like that. She got too big for her britches and wanted to terminate her contract with Kyushu Entertainment. I refused, and she even sued me, making Kyushu lose face. The old lady is troublesome, and now the young one is also acting arrogantly. This time, I'm going to settle both the old and new scores! Otherwise, if this sets a precedent, all the other artists will follow suit and won't know who the capital city belongs to!"

"Exactly, we definitely need to teach her a lesson—but just this one instance of plagiarism might not be enough, right? She's an artist; is it a bit too roundabout for us to target her design brand?"

Upon hearing this question, Qian Lai, the CEO of Kyushu Entertainment who had initiated today's drinking party, raised his hand and patted the relatively inexperienced CEO Zhang in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang, this is just the beginning."

"What enabled Song Ying to acquire Qingcheng? Wasn't it just the money she amassed from that crappy SLOVEY brand? I've heard all about it; she had hundreds of millions in cash flow, and just Qingcheng alone nearly emptied her pockets."

"At this point, destroying her design brand would be tantamount to cutting off her foundation. She has a broken company but no money, and her brand is notorious. We'll handle Qingcheng ourselves, contact various investors, and prevent them from investing in that 'romance show' project she's planning to do."

"No money, no projects; no projects, no money. When the time comes, we can just casually pull a finger and take down this small fry. It'll be a piece of cake, won't it?"

"When the time comes, I want her to kneel before us, wearing those cheap thermal underwear, begging everyone to show mercy!"

After saying this, Qian Lai burst into drunken laughter.

His greasy, fat face was covered in wrinkles from gutter oil.

He disliked what Song Ying did.

But Song Ying's face and figure were exactly his type.

The thought of such a beautiful woman kneeling before him, begging for mercy and letting him take whatever he wanted made Qian Lai exert a little force on his hand. The little star sitting on his lap immediately let out a coquettish laugh and lightly punched his chest.

"Mr. Qian, you're so annoying~"

Everyone present was a seasoned veteran of the world of pleasure.

If any artist wants to make a name for themselves in the entertainment industry in Beijing, they have to attend their drinking parties and be chosen by anyone.

This has long been an unwritten rule within the industry.

Sometimes, without them even having to ask, people eager to get ahead will come knocking on their door, ready to be picked over.

They trade their youthful vigor for the opportunity to shine in the future.

Over time, people's tastes have naturally become more discerning.

Qian Lai's offhand fantasy became a shared delusion among many.

"When Mr. Qian has his fun, don't forget about us brothers!"

As a beauty in the industry, Song Ying's figure and face are both top-notch.

Unfortunately, she was already married and no longer a virgin.

But it's okay.

Married women, compared to naive young girls, are probably more knowledgeable, more capable, and more interesting.

"Of course I won't forget you all. We'll all play together then. Isn't that little vixen's husband quite handsome? We'll have a double celebration, and teach those two a lesson!"

"Mr. Qian is so generous! Come on, let's drink!"

"That's right, Mr. Qian is much better. Unlike Zhou Jinhua from Shengshi, we still can't get in touch with him. Originally, it would have been easiest for Shengshi to crush this little artist, but now Zhou Jinhua isn't taking the bait, leaving us to waste our time. If you ask me, we should just stop involving that old guy in the future!"

"What's the rush?" Qian Lai put down his wine glass and sneered, "Make an example of him. Once we deal with that little vixen, will Zhou Jinhua be so ungrateful? When he wants to apologize, we'll see how sincere he is."

What's so difficult about teaching Zhou Jinhua a lesson?

But Qian Lai's appetite goes far beyond that.

What he wants is green oranges and a prosperous era.

The goal is to make everyone in this circle in the capital city see clearly whose territory this really is!

-

Public opinion has further escalated.

Song Ying waited for over an hour, and seeing that the whistleblower Zhang Chennan hadn't taken any further action, she directly reposted the original post, adding a comment.

[—Keep hammering! I've been waiting forever, and this is all you've got? Really? Is this really all you have?]

Everyone had guessed what Song Ying's possible reaction would be.

For example, they could pretend to be dead and remain silent, waiting for the hype to die down naturally.

For example, playing the victim and claiming it was a coincidence.

For example, bribing whistleblowers to make them say things that are slanderous.

For example, if the approach is straightforward, a lawyer's letter can be sent as a warning, and legal action can be taken.

But no one expected Song Ying to have this attitude.

Was Song Ying's account hacked?

Even if someone's account was hacked, shouldn't the tone be one of accusations and demands for proof?

[Regarding my own behavior as a bystander, it's hilarious! Being so fearless in seeking confirmation clearly shows I have solid evidence. I trust Yingbao!]

[Does anyone really think that a plagiarist can cover up their plagiarism by feigning ignorance and being stubborn? This arrogant posturing suggests the whistleblower's claim of being threatened and having no recourse is true.]

[If they're this arrogant in public, who knows how they threaten people in private? The whistleblower must protect their personal safety!]

The reactions of normal people are strikingly different from those of online trolls.

But in today's chaotic entertainment industry, anything seems possible.

The event's popularity was once again pushed to a new climax.

The number of reposts of the original post surged even more rapidly after Song Ying reposted it.

"Sister Ying, you're really tough."

On the other end of the video, Wen Jinzhao gave a thumbs up to the camera, saying, "Before, marketing accounts used screenshots to generate buzz, but now they're just reposting the original posts. It'll be even easier to prosecute defamation and spreading rumors later on."

She hadn't even thought of this detail before.

"It wasn't my idea. We have a professional legal team."

She wasn't very famous before, and apart from Jiang Xiuyuan, the other members of the Jiang family weren't the type to surf the internet, so they were unaware of her experiences in Quan Quan.

It wasn't until this trip back to Mo City that everyone learned what she had gone through over the past two months.

Several of her brothers were either busy with work or living abroad, and Song Ying was always filming, so they rarely had any interaction with each other.

But that doesn't mean people don't care about her.

Sure enough, after the plagiarism incident became a trending topic, his cousin Jiang Xiuqi called to find out the situation and took over the case to start collecting evidence.

The small detail about the number of reposts was suggested by Jiang Xiuqi.

Furthermore, since Song Ying wanted to escalate the matter, they quickly reached an agreement, which led to this reposting.

"Sister Ying, what should I do next? There's such a commotion online, I'm getting restless. I need to do something, join in the fun, right?"

Hearing this, they are eager to get started.

During the two weeks that Song Ying was filming, she didn't have much exposure, and the public relations team basically just did routine maintenance, so Wen Jinzhao didn't need to do anything.

She was so bored she was about to die.

"How's Jian Cheng doing? I'm going back to Qingcheng tomorrow, so come with him. Also, didn't we say before that we were going to hand over Qingcheng's public relations and operations to you? Half a month has passed, how are the plans and schedules you were asked to prepare coming along? Come to my office tomorrow to report on them."

Wen Jinzhao: "..."

She shouldn't have said that...

"Um, Sister Ying, is the day after tomorrow okay...? I'll revise it again?"

Judging from the current situation, it seems that nothing has been done yet.

Song Ying knew perfectly well what was going on, but didn't expose her. "Then let's do it the day after tomorrow, quality and quantity guaranteed."

"Don't worry, Sister Ying, I definitely will!"

Wen Jinzhao raised his hand to guarantee it.

After all, she has a professional team.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ying waited a while longer, and at 10 o'clock sharp, she forwarded the whistleblower's Weibo post again.

[Any new scoops tonight? If not, I'm going to bed now.]

This nonchalant and indifferent attitude makes it seem like a mere bystander rather than the person in charge of the gossip.

Is Song Ying just putting on a show again?

[Looking forward to being proven wrong! The last arrogant denialist is already behind bars.]

[Sister Ying needs to put on a show? That's hilarious, it's utter contempt!]

Song Ying was really sleepy.

Back when she was in school, she could stay up all night watching dramas and gossip, but now she really can't do that anymore.

Not to mention that we had been traveling all day.

-

While Song Ying was sleeping soundly and early, the whistleblower Zhang Chennan was filled with anxiety.

"Mr. Qian, this woman surnamed Song is so confident, does she already have a plan? Ever since she posted on Weibo, my right eyelid has been twitching, and I've been feeling uneasy, like something bad is about to happen..."

"Is something going to happen?"

Drunk, Qian Lai waved to Zhang Chennan, "Come here."

As soon as Zhang Chennan got close, Qian Lai swung a bottle at his head, shattering glass shards all over the ground.

Zhang Chennan, clutching his head, hadn't even stood up straight when Qian Lai kicked him several steps away.

"I was having a great time, and you're talking to me like that? If you can't do it, you can get the hell out of here right now. There are plenty of people who will do it for me! But remember this: before you quit, you have to pay me back every single penny of the money you owe me!"

Blood flowed down his forehead, and when Zhang Chennan reached up to cover it, it filled the spaces between his fingers.

The dull pain in his head, coupled with the words "repay the money," made Zhang Chennan kneel down with a thud.

"Mr. Qian, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I will never talk nonsense again. Please, please have mercy on me!"

"roll!"

Qian Lai smashed the bottle in his hand over.

Zhang Chennan scrambled out of the room.

Outside the KTV room, Qian Lai's secretary patted Zhang Chennan on the shoulder.

"Consider yourself lucky that Boss Qian is in a good mood today. If you act so rudely and disrespectfully next time, don't blame the brothers for turning their backs on you and being impolite."

"I think your injury came at just the right time, no need to bandage it. Didn't that guy surnamed Song want you to keep throwing out material? Take a picture, post it online, you know what I mean?"

-

The next morning, Song Ying didn't get up until nine o'clock.

To avoid being disturbed while catching up on sleep, she specifically turned off her phone before going to bed last night.

After washing up and eating the breakfast Qin Shu had prepared before she went to work, she leisurely turned on her phone.

Sure enough, there were more than a dozen missed calls, as well as many friend requests and WeChat messages.

The friend requests all came from entertainment reporters.

Nine times out of ten, calls from strangers are from people looking to dig up information.

The rest were mostly expressions of concern from relatives and friends, as well as from the agent and Wen Jinzhao.

The gist of it is that the whistleblower posted photos and videos of their injuries around midnight last night.

He vaguely stated that his legitimate rights protection efforts had been met with retaliation from certain privileged celebrities, and indeed, the road to protecting his rights was fraught with difficulties. He hoped that the law could give him justice.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated who did it, everyone immediately thought of Song Ying.

Especially since the skin and flesh of the wound were turned inside out, it was obviously real.

If Zhang Chennan were truly slandering someone, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Overnight, the tide turned. The public began to accuse Song Ying of using her celebrity status to bully ordinary people. Some even came forward to say that Song Ying's SLOVEY brand was colluding with dark forces in society.

Zhao Hongyuan, who had been kicked out of Qingcheng and thoroughly humiliated, actually took the opportunity to clear his name, claiming that he was threatened by the dark forces behind Song Ying, which is why he had no choice but to leave Qingcheng.

In an instant, everyone pushed the wall when it was down.

To Song Ying's surprise, even at this disadvantageous juncture, someone still stood up to support her.

The first person to post on Weibo was Wen Nian.

[Wen Xiaowen: During the time I worked with Aying on "Temptation of Stars," I deeply felt that Aying is a principled and kind person. As a fellow creator, I believe that she, who respects the work and the character, would not plagiarize, much less use illegal means to profit for herself.]

Shen Yuning, who usually only likes to forward funny videos and jokes and rarely posts original Weibo posts, also followed suit.

[Shen Yuning: During filming, Sister Ying was always tolerant of my mistakes and patiently taught me how to act. I believe that someone like her would never do such a thing. Please do not spread rumors and be misled or manipulated by those with ulterior motives.]

Once someone started this trend, many other people who had collaborated with them soon followed suit.

[Wen Jinzhao: In a society governed by law, weakness doesn't guarantee right. Netizens, keep your eyes open and don't be manipulated by those with ulterior motives; you'll be slapped in the face later! Yingjie's team has already gathered sufficient evidence; hopefully, those involved will think twice!]

[Tomato and Sweet Bean: Don't believe rumors, don't spread rumors, trust Sister Ying, and wait for the truth!]

[Zhao Qingluo: My sister Ying is beautiful and kind-hearted. Someone like her, if she wanted something, why would she plagiarize? Why would she hit you? You're not even worthy to carry her shoes!]

Those with ulterior motives noticed a loophole in Zhao Qingluo's words.

What does "wanting something but not being able to get it" mean? So, Song Ying is really abusing her privileges, isn't she?

I'm tired of saying the term "resource-backed" all the time.

Zhao Qingluo clearly didn't mean that, and hurriedly explained below, almost getting swayed by those unreasonable online trolls.

It was only after Wen Jinzhao, who was monitoring public opinion, discovered the situation and contacted her in time to tell her to stop replying that the minor incident subsided.

After comforting the guilty Zhao Qingluo with a reply, Song Ying called Peng Wen.

"Have you found out anything about Zhang Chennan's background?"

"It's been found, Madam. The master told me to send it to you after you wake up, so as not to disturb your rest."

Give it to me now.

After opening the information sent by Peng Wen, Song Ying glanced at it for a moment and got a sense of what was going on.