"Who do you think you are? You think you can solve all these problems with just one phone call? I don't believe it." The loudspeaker sister sneered, thinking Ye Xingchen was joking.
"Sir, I recorded the whole thing. I can provide the video if you need it," a kind lady said.
"Thank you, but no need. I'll just access the cabin's surveillance footage. The truth will come out, and this woman's true colors will be exposed." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Keep blowing, keep blowing." The loudspeaker girl sneered, "Who do you think you are? Do you own the airline?"
"Is this a successful flight?" Ye Xingchen glanced at the flight attendant's uniform.
"Yes, sir, it's a successful flight," the flight attendant quickly replied.
Yuansheng Group holds a portion of the shares in this company. Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "Sorry, the company really is owned by my family."
Within five minutes, a video about Chuang Hsin Airlines went viral and became a trending topic.
During the recent summer vacation, many parents are taking their children on trips.
After discovering that many people dislike unruly children, videos of unruly children on public transportation suddenly appeared online.
Moreover, many people deliberately provoke parents with children and then post videos out of context.
However, this video was taken from the airline's surveillance perspective.
The two clashed right below the surveillance camera, which captured the scene almost perfectly clearly.
With the added boost from Xia Hanyue's PR company, the video went viral instantly.
"Ah, I just saw that video of the little girl. So that's what happened."
"Yes, I was wondering why the little girl was so cute and the parents seemed so well-mannered, letting the child make a fuss like that?"
"The 'big mouth sister' is stirring up trouble, taking things out of context to gain traffic, it's disgusting."
"Shut it up. Is this what this woman looks like without makeup? She looks terrible. I even sent her rockets (gifts) before."
"Haha, that slap from that guy really felt good."
"Yes, what's his Douyin ID? I want to follow him, Slap Bro!"
The loudspeaker girl's phone kept ringing, and all her videos were instantly flooded with thousands of abusive comments.
She used to be very good at cyberbullying others, but now she's the one being verbally abused.
"Who, who are you?" The loudspeaker girl trembled, instantly able to access surveillance footage and instantly make the video trend on social media.
Such public relations skills are certainly not something an ordinary person can achieve.
She seemed to know that she had messed with such a person, someone she couldn't afford to offend.
"Does it matter?" Ye Xingchen glanced at her: "You're always on your phone, standing on a moral high ground to attack others online, spreading rumors and causing trouble. People like you will go to the hell of having their tongues pulled out when you die."
"I...I was wrong, could you please delete the video?" The woman with the loudspeaker started to get scared.
"It's too late, you can't delete it now, it's already been forwarded over 100,000 times." Ye Xingchen shook his head: "Change your career path, this one isn't for you."
Sister Lou gritted her teeth; she was not convinced and had plenty of ways to make a comeback.
However, the phone call she received next sent chills down her spine.
The call was from the Beijing Internet Supervision Center, informing her that all her accounts, large and small, had been banned for allegedly maliciously gaining traffic and cyberbullying others.
Moreover, her personal information was blacklisted by major traffic platforms, and from then on, she not only couldn't make a comeback, but she also lost the ability to register an account.
"We've received a notification from the ground; you need to go to the police station to explain your situation," the air marshal said. "Now, disembark immediately..."
The woman with the loudspeaker hung her head, looking like a defeated rooster, and dejectedly got off the plane.
A cheer erupted in the cabin, and at the same time, the plane received instructions from the control tower. The flight attendant politely announced, "Dear passengers, we have now received instructions from the control tower to take off."
"Our plane is now entering the runway. Please fasten your seatbelts. Have a pleasant journey."
The plane soared into the clouds and smoothly took to the blue sky.
Yi Qingmeng finally calmed down, and she said gratefully to Ye Xingchen, "Thank you for what happened earlier. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do."
"No need to thank me. I just don't like that person. The current social atmosphere is bad, it's all because of people like them." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"My name is Yi Qingmeng, and yours is Yi Qingmeng?" Yi Qingmeng extended her hand to Ye Xingchen.
"Ye Xingchen." Ye Xingchen reached out and gently shook her hand.
Then he said, "This name sounds nice; it must come from a poem, right?"
"Mmm." Yi Qingmeng's face flushed slightly, and she nodded gently.
"Drunk, I knew not the sky reflected in the water; my bed was filled with sweet dreams that pressed down on the Milky Way." Ye Xingchen recited a poem: "A person's name reflects their character."
"Thank you for the compliment." Yi Qingmeng smiled, putting her arm around Zhenzhen, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
"Is this your sister?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Zhenzhen.
“Yes, her name is Zhenzhen.” Yi Qingmeng nodded.
"Did you come to Yanjing for medical treatment?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"Yes, how did you know?" Yi Qingmeng was slightly taken aback and immediately became alert.
Now that her mother has passed away and the family is in chaos, she doesn't know if Zhongjin has ulterior motives, or... if he's connected to those people.
“I’m a doctor, and I just saw your hospital bills,” Ye Xingchen said. “The little girl has congenital heart disease, and…”
"How do you know? And what?" Yi Qingmeng was taken aback. She turned her head and looked at Ye Xingchen with surprise and suspicion.
“The five elements are scattered, and the yin and yang are at opposite ends…” Ye Xingchen said, “If we don’t intervene in time, I’m afraid… we only have half a year left.”
"What else do you know? Who exactly are you?" Yi Qingmeng's expression darkened slightly.
The more Ye Xingchen knew, the more she felt that Ye Xingchen had ulterior motives.
"I'm a doctor," Ye Xingchen said. "I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I don't mean anything by it. I just feel that Zhenzhen and I are destined to be together, so I want to help her."
“No need. Zhenzhen has congenital heart disease and needs a heart transplant, but we haven’t been able to find a suitable donor before.” Yi Qingmeng put her arm around Zhenzhen and subconsciously distanced herself from Ye Xingchen.
“I don’t believe that traditional Chinese medicine can cure her heart disease either. If you have no ulterior motives, please stay away from us. If you do… our lives are here, you can take them.”
Ye Xingchen fell silent. His good intentions were being taken for granted. He genuinely wanted to help the other party, but they thought he was a bad guy, which made him feel frustrated.
However, looking at the innocent and adorable little girl, he still felt a little reluctant.
He took out a business card and handed it to Yi Qingmeng: "I have no ulterior motives, and you have nothing for me to gain. I can also cure Zhenzhen's illness."
"This is my business card. I'll be in Yunnan for the next few days, but I'll continue southwest in a few days. If you've thought it through, contact me."
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