episode 58

He Xun acted swiftly. After parting ways with Su Yaojia that day, he began collecting information on Xu Lifeng, a former employee of Yuntu.

Perhaps Mo Shilin was just lucky, because he was divinely aided and easily found out Xu Lifeng's current address and personal information.

Xu Lifeng is indeed still unemployed at home.

After all, he was fired by the CEO of YunTu himself, and for a short period of time, no domestic internet company dared to hire him.

It's only natural that he would be chosen and used by Yuntu's competitors.

He Xun wasn't worried about Mo Shilin's ability to handle this crisis. He just felt that if Xu Lifeng could be dealt with first, Mo Shilin's online reputation would improve significantly.

The final result was pretty much what He Xun had expected. He disguised his identity and followed Xu Lifeng for a day, and then he had figured out most of the other party's background.

Just as he and Li Mu had guessed, this incident was orchestrated by Haohai Technology, Yuntu's old rival.

In order to seize the market, Hao Hai seized the opportunity while Mo Shilin was recuperating at home and hired several high-level hackers to infiltrate Mo Shilin's personal devices. He also took advantage of Xu Lifeng's twisted psychology of resentment after being fired by the CEO, coercing and bribing him to collude with him to frame Mo Shilin.

The so-called evidence found by the police was naturally the work of hackers.

Article 219 of the Criminal Law stipulates that once a case of infringing trade secrets is filed, the offender may be sentenced to three to ten years in prison if the circumstances are serious.

This is clearly an attempt to send Mo Shilin to prison.

Even if he doesn't get in, he can still ruin Mo Shilin's reputation online and annoy Yun Tu.

He Xun tapped the mouse and scoffed softly.

Such methods are truly despicable and vile.

Upon returning to the villa, he did not hesitate and quickly posted Xu Lifeng's recording in its entirety to his account.

The entire internet was immediately thrown into an uproar.

"Holy crap! Am I seeing things?! It's the male servant?! The male servant's gone down there?"

"If he also says that Yun Tu was framed, then I'll believe him."

"Wait a minute, I need to sort this out. This guy who always helps ordinary people is now speaking up for Yuntu's CEO?? What happened to your principles, sir? Why are you even siding with capitalists?"

"Some people shouldn't be so biased. Just tell me, wasn't Mo Shilin wronged? If he was wronged, why can't the truth be cleared up?"

"Is the male servant taking money? This is a tonic! This tonic is being corrupted by the money of capitalism!"

"They didn't say anything, they just released an audio recording, without even editing the text. Isn't that objective enough?"

"Am I the only one shipping this blogger and CEO Mo? Don't you guys think this is like a plot from a novel...?"

"So Yun Tu was really framed?"

"Now I don't dare to comment on news immediately when it's posted online, because there's always a twist every few minutes."

"Some people shouldn't speak so harshly. Wasn't this guy surnamed Xu fired by Mo Shilin on the spot for sexually harassing a female employee? Based on that alone, I think it's perfectly reasonable for the male servant to come out and clarify things for Mo Shilin!"

"......"

The number of comments from netizens increased rapidly over time, and before He Xun could even read them, Aunt Mu called him to do something.

......

More than an hour later, He Xun finally had a moment to turn on his phone and casually hung Mo Shilin's suit on the rack to iron it.

You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.

Below the audio and video recordings, netizens are arguing fiercely.

The comments section was filled with all sorts of opinions: some said he was right, some cursed him, some cursed Mo Shilin, some spoke up for Mo Shilin, some only focused on Xu Lifeng, some cursed Haohai Technology, some cursed capitalists, some said the police were not doing their job, some had conspiracy theories... and even—some were shipping them!

A quick glance at the dense text made He Xun's head buzz.

Adhering to the principle of friendly interaction, he put down the iron, picked up his suit, sat down, and pressed the button to record a video.

"Hello everyone, please don't fight."

And then—

And that was the end of it.

He suddenly realized he didn't know what to say, because Mo Shilin had indeed broken some of his principles.

He had never spoken up for capitalists before, even when they were being smeared or framed.

Never.

...tsk.

He angrily shut down the computer, stood up abruptly, and roughly shoved it into the closet, as if that would erase everything he had just done.

To cover one's ears while stealing a bell.

In a fit of inexplicable anger and embarrassment, he stood by the window, his hand hanging down in a daze, despising himself for being nothing more than a mortal with selfish desires.

How annoying.

Mo Shilin.

There won't be a next time.

He swore.

*

On the other hand, Mo Shilin was released on bail immediately after serving his full 24 hours in the detention center.

With his return, Yuntu regained its backbone, and everyone in the company felt much more at ease. The shareholders and senior management were relieved.

Following an emergency meeting, under his command, YunTu's team immediately began a thorough investigation into the hacker's involvement.

On the other hand, the public relations department controls online public opinion.

Within a day, the hacker's intrusion logs and traces of spoofed IPs were found.

It's no wonder Yun Tu was so fast; the opponent's move was just too clumsy, and it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.

If Mo Shilin hadn't been injured for a while, given his intelligence, he probably would have realized something was wrong the moment the equipment was hacked.

After the news was made public, employees throughout the YunTu Building could be heard making sarcastic remarks about HaoHai Technology.

"What's wrong with Haohai's CEO's brain? Don't they really know that our CEO Mo has a technical background?"

"Does he think everyone is like him, relying on their father's connections? Our CEO Mo is a self-made man."

"The brains of the rich kids are really not good."

YunTu immediately submitted the investigation results to the police and filed a lawsuit against HaoHai Technology for false accusation and framing.

Yun Tu submitted the evidence and He Xun uploaded the recording of Xu Lifeng almost simultaneously. The evidence was conclusive, and the online rumors were debunked. Mo Shilin was exonerated before he even finished wearing the electronic monitoring device for a day.

To appease everyone, he gave red envelopes to every employee in the company, including the cleaning lady. That evening, he personally treated all the shareholders and senior executives to dinner, and of course, he was forced to drink a lot of alcohol. After the dinner, he went straight to sleep at a nearby hotel.

—As for the influential online blogger who spoke up for him, he only learned about it from the public relations director at the morning meeting the next day.

The PR director opened the large screen, pulled up a video, and said in a tactful but direct tone: "Mr. Mo, although the evidence posted by this blogger will be beneficial to our online public opinion, after comprehensive consideration by our department, we are still considering taking it down."

The reason is simple: Xu Lifeng's recording contained many insulting remarks about Yun Tu and Mo Shilin himself.

"Who the hell is Mo Shilin! I only touched that woman's butt, is that a big deal? What good is he anyway! He's just a show-off!"

During the recording playback, the entire conference room was eerily quiet. Everyone held their breath, and some with weaker mental fortitude had their shirts soaked with cold sweat.

Mo Shilin closed his eyes, toying with a fountain pen in his slender hand, his handsome face expressionless.

After Xu Lifeng's audio evidence finished playing, he opened his eyes, but his focus wasn't on Xu Lifeng. "What else did he post?"

"His videos are all about current social events."

The PR director calmly explained everything in detail, then with a wave of his hand, pulled up the latest video to play. Unexpectedly, this latest video was only five seconds long. The blogger's lips moved, leaving only the words, "Hello everyone, please don't argue," before the video ended.

Everyone in the conference room was completely baffled after reading it.

"Uh..." The PR director scratched his head meaningfully, paused for a moment, and said, "There aren't many videos, only these four."

Current social events.

He's still an idealist.

That's interesting.

Mo Shilin glanced at the large screen casually, but when he saw the content, his eyes narrowed suddenly, like a beast locking onto its prey.

He didn't speak, but just stared at the blogger dressed as a male servant on the big screen with an ambiguous expression.

He wasn't just looking at the man's thin lips and chin.

He was still looking at the suit that the man was ironing, which had been hanging in his closet the morning before he left home, and at the two sharp canine teeth that would peek out whenever he spoke.

After a moment of silence, he smiled slightly and said, "No need."

Everyone: ?

......

The morning meeting ended with the CEO's enigmatic smile.

Everyone could tell that Mr. Mo was in a good mood, but no one knew exactly why.

—He was clearly being verbally abused by Xu Lifeng with very vulgar language!!

*

The accusation of infringing trade secrets was now over, and Mo Shilin went straight back to his office.

He sat down at his desk and took out his phone to search for "Male Servant Gossip Agency". A blogger with a cross as his profile picture quickly popped up on the screen. When he clicked on it, he found that it was the same blogger that the PR director had just been discussing on the big screen.

Without a second thought, he followed the account and then clicked on the short five-second video.

Staring at the person's lips, he subconsciously wanted to loosen his tie, but his hand touched the cold tie clip. Then he remembered that he was still at the company and ultimately held back.

The video started playing automatically in a loop. Mo Shilin put down his phone, walked to the French windows, and lit a cigarette.

Holding a cigarette, he exhaled smoke, and the reflection of his figure was faintly visible in the glass.

He didn't understand.

I don't understand why He Xun would do something like this for him.

If he remembered correctly, he and the other party had actually only met a few times.

......Why?

Did something important happen between them?

He was unusually lost in thought, not even noticing the cigarette had burned to the top. By the time he realized it, the blood-orange flame had already touched his fingertips.

hiss--

He frowned and roughly stubbed out his cigarette on the glass window, the ash scattering indiscriminately.

My heart started heaving violently, and the feeling of a piece of my heart being ripped out grew stronger, bloody and adrift, with an uncontrollable pain spreading from my chest.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and one hand involuntarily went to his injured shoulder—he vaguely sensed that he seemed to have lost a piece of his memory.

Very important memories.

Memories that should not have been forgotten.

Will He Xun be the protagonist of that memory?

......

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Shilin finally managed to break free from the indescribable, dull pain that had been shackled him.

He took a deep breath, sat back down at his desk, and quickly dialed a number.

"I've lost a very important memory. Is there any way to recover it quickly?"

After a moment of silence, someone said, "Yes, there is, but it's very stimulating to your body. Can you handle that?"

He Xun's face suddenly appeared in my mind—

My face when I change my dressing.

The face when you go to visit yourself.

He stammered, telling himself that he should eat more even in the detention center.

Mo Shilin closed his eyes briefly and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, he leaned back in his office chair, remained silent for a long time, and then reopened He Xun's account.

His finger involuntarily landed on the tipping button, and the first two gifts were the Heart of the Universe and a colorful rocket—without much hesitation, he ordered ten of each.

As a result, his garbled nickname skyrocketed to the top of the list.