Chapter 58 You Are My Shield
After checking the IP address, Jiang Yanyu realized that the victim was the unemployed vagrant who had just been reported to the police and sued by him after posting a Weibo post that spread rumors and insulted Luo Qinglin, with over a thousand reposts.
The number of followers of this person's account is just over one million. He is a kol with not much traffic. He loves to "point fingers at others" on weekdays and enjoys attacking and insulting others, whether they are ordinary people or celebrities.
The account just posted an apology on Weibo yesterday, attempting to reconcile, but was rejected by Yanyu Studio.
"Have you found the person?"
"Which hospital?"
“No reconciliation.”
As soon as Jiang Yanyu hung up the phone, Luo Qinglin asked anxiously: "How is it?"
"The wound healed while he was still in the ambulance," Jiang Yanyu shrugged. "The blood in the picture was the paint he spilled himself."
"Paint...?" Luo Qinglin asked with a frown.
"Maybe he wants to use suicide to attract attention and use the Internet's popularity to put pressure on me to withdraw the lawsuit?" Jiang Yanyu said.
Jiang Yanyu spread his hands and clicked his tongue a few times. "If he is willing to sincerely apologize, reform and fight against crime for you, I can let him go. But now that he has caused such a scene, I will send him to jail."
He is not a star, what is there to oppose?
Ever since he signed the contract with Jiang Yanyu, he has been encountering strange things, and all kinds of monsters and demons have come out to scare people.
Luo Qinglin glanced at the rapidly rising entries, sighed tiredly, and asked: "What should we do with this trending search?"
The initial Weibo post was harmonized, but there were still a bunch of netizens in the square who kept posting the "wrist-cutting" picture and @姜烟渚, asking him to come out and take responsibility.
Fans from both sides quarreled with each other.
[Please forgive others when you can. What else can you do if the person has already apologized on Weibo? 】
[If you do something wrong, you will be punished by law. Suicide cannot atone for your crime. Please be aware of this~]
[It's just a joke, is there any need for Jiang Yanyu to be so fussy about it? 】
[Adults should be responsible for their words and deeds. Spreading rumors will result in imprisonment [smile.jpg]]
[My brother has already reminded me not to spread rumors and insult my sister-in-law, but some beasts insist on committing such crimes and going to jail, and we can’t stop them. 】
[I have to scold, Luo Qinglin is an idiot! 】
[@Yanyu Studio, here we go again~]
Jiang Yanyu glanced at his Weibo and the entry, and said indifferently: "Just leave it there. It will let netizens know the consequences of scolding an amateur."
"But I've been on a variety show with you..." Luo Qinglin asked, "Does that still count as an amateur?"
"That's not even a variety show, it's just a plaything, at best it's a documentary about couples."
Jiang Yanyu poked at his phone and said, "Also, if I say you are an amateur, then you are an amateur. Don't think too much about it."
After sending the message, Jiang Yanyu straightened his suit and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital with me, or stay at home?"
"What are you going to the hospital for?" Luo Qinglin asked.
Jiang Yanyu grinned and replied, "Visiting the defendant."
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The lights are just coming on in the single room of Haidian Hospital.
A middle-aged man in a hospital gown was lying on the hospital bed. He was so big that even though he was wearing a large-sized gown, the buttons of the gown were stuck tightly and were about to be popped open by the fat on his belly.
The ward was dark and the blue light from the cell phone shone on the man's face, making the wrinkles on his cheeks that were squeezed out by the flesh more obvious.
“Hehehe…”
Cheng Bin kept swiping his phone with a complacent smile on his face.
On the screen was Cheng Bin’s new Weibo post, with a picture of his wrist bandaged with a bandage.
The comments below are half condolences and half attacks. Cheng Bin liked all the comments expressing condolences to him and deleted and blocked all the attacking comments.
The entry [What else do you want from me] has climbed into the top ten. Looking at the rising number of fans and readings, the smile on Cheng Bin's face has become more arrogant.
The traffic was like money pouring in, and Cheng Bin seemed to hear the sound of a money counting machine counting coins.
He will increase his advertising price tomorrow, and this month's income will definitely double!
Cheng Bin switched to the online banking app page again to check the balances in several bank cards.
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand..."
Cheng Bin grinned and counted the zeros after the numbers over and over again. The more he counted, the more excitement flashed in his eyes.
Bang!
Just as Cheng Bin was counting excitedly, the door of the ward was kicked open with great force and hit the wall with a bang.
Cheng Bin was frightened and subconsciously threw away his phone, looking out the door with horror on his face.
The wind from the window and the corridor rushed in, giving Cheng Bin goose bumps.
There were several thugs wearing sunglasses standing outside the door. The leading man was wearing a long windbreaker and had one hand in his pocket. He walked slowly into the ward.
Click, click.
The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor got closer with the footsteps. The room was dim and the man's face was blurry.
"You, who are you?!" Cheng Bin asked stutteringly, with his back pressed tightly against the pillow.
The man walked to the bed and snapped his fingers toward the door, and the light in the ward was turned on by the big man standing at the door.
Blinded by the sudden light, Cheng Bin closed his eyes to avoid the light.
"Mr. Cheng, don't you know me?" the man asked with a smile.
After getting used to the light, Cheng Bin looked carefully and discovered the iconic fox eyes on the man's face.
"Jiang Yanyu?" Cheng Bin panicked, glanced at the big men outside the door, and asked loudly, "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Yanyu chuckled, "Mr. Cheng, I'm sick because of me. If I don't come to the hospital to visit you and show some concern for you, wouldn't that be too cold-blooded?"
Jiang Yanyu dragged a chair over, sat down lazily, crossed his legs, supported the right half of his face with one hand, and just stared at Cheng Bin.
The longer they stared at each other, the more Cheng Bin felt that Jiang Yanyu's face looked like a fox spirit transformed into a human, and the more he looked at her, the more creepy she became.
Cheng Bin raised his voice and said in a bluffing tone: "How did you find this place? You are invading my privacy. I'm calling the police!"
Jiang Yanyu laughed softly when he heard this, as if he had heard a huge joke, "Do you want to call the police?"
"Mr. Cheng, I arranged this single room for you. I haven't even asked you for money yet. Why are you calling the police to arrest me?"
"you......"
"Stop. I have limited time. I'm busy going home to coax my baby to sleep, so I won't waste any more time talking to you."
Jiang Yanyu opened the tablet and said with a smile: "Of the more than 1,000 Weibo posts you posted in the past year, more than half were rumors, and you have insulted more than 100 public figures."
"Tell me, if they all file a lawsuit in court, how much money will you have to pay? How long will you have to stay in prison?"
Cheng Bin stared at Jiang Yanyu hatefully, his hand secretly reaching for the cell phone on the quilt.
Before Cheng Bin touched his phone, Jiang Yanyu said, "Mr. Cheng, it's useless to delete it now. I have taken screenshots and backed it up."
There was a coldness in Jiang Yanyu's gaze, as if he was looking at an ant that could be easily stepped on to death.
Cold sweat gradually appeared on his back, soaking his hospital gown. After a long silence, Cheng Bin asked, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple," Jiang Yanyu said, "You post the video now and pin it to the top, sincerely apologize to my baby, beg for forgiveness, then wait for the court's lawsuit and go to jail obediently."
“By the way, before you go in, remember to post on Weibo to notify everyone,” Jiang Yanyu added.
Upon hearing that he was going to be sued, Cheng Bin immediately stood up and stared at Jiang Yanyu with resentful and timid eyes.
"You don't have to post the video, then I can only ask those artists you have insulted to file a lawsuit against you."
Jiang Yanyu pulled up the screenshots and said as he looked at them, "You actually photoshopped a female celebrity's face onto the pornographic picture. Let me see, it's been forwarded over a thousand times, and there have been over a thousand comments on it. How much money will you have to pay, and how many years will you be sentenced to?"
"Ah, and this one..."
Jiang Yanyu listed the things one by one, speaking slowly and methodically. The more Cheng Bin listened, the more nervous he became, and his hair was soaked with greasy sweat and clumped into wisps.
"Mr. Cheng, if this continues, you will have to pay millions first and then spend three to five years in prison, right?"
As soon as Cheng Bin heard the word "million", he immediately lost strength and collapsed on the hospital bed.
"What do you want to choose?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a smile.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Bin said stubbornly: "Those stars don't dare to sue! They need traffic, they won't sue me!"
"Yes," Jiang Yanyu pierced his fantasy and said, "Because half of those stars are signed to the groups and companies that I invested in."
"So now it's not a question of whether they want to sue or not, but if I want to sue, they will sue."
Jiang Yanyu leaned over, half-closed his eyes and asked, "Now, have you made a decision?"
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At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Qinglin finished taking a shower and sat on the sofa waiting for Jiang Yanyu to come home.
The entry "What else do you want from me" has already reached the top, with search volume more than twice that of the second entry.
Why do some people have so much free time? Don't you work every day? Whenever he finds someone he is scolding.
Luo Qinglin sighed and clicked on the entry again, only to find that the top popular entry had turned into a long video.
"Hello Mr. Luo Qinglin, I am Cheng Bin, the operator of the account 'Green Key Man'. I sincerely apologize for the harm I caused you online two days ago..."
"I shouldn't have threatened Mr. Jiang Yanyu with suicide in an attempt to evade legal sanctions..."
"From now on, I will reform myself and be a good person, and wait for the court's decision. I hope everyone will learn from my mistakes, be careful about their words and deeds, and refrain from making groundless rumors and insults online..."
In the comments that poured in under the video, no one @姜烟洲 anymore, asking him to come out and take responsibility, and no one mentioned Luo Qinglin anymore.
When the video ended, the beeping sound of the electronic lock was heard at the entrance.
Luo Qinglin turned his head and saw that Jiang Yanyu was holding a bag in his right hand, unlike when he went out with empty hands.
The light from the night light leaked down from the ceiling, casting shadows on Jiang Yanyu's lower eyelids.
After changing into slippers, Jiang Yanyu walked towards Luo Qinglin step by step, getting closer and closer like a magnet.
Placing the bag on the coffee table, Jiang Yanyu said, "Here, your favorite brown sugar jelly."
My heart seems to be flowing in a warm current.
Luo Qinglin raised his head and looked at Jiang Yanyu quietly.
For a moment, Luo Qinglin felt that Jiang Yanyu was like a shield that isolated him from malice, helping him block all the spears that were stabbing at him on the Internet.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Yanyu asked, "Don't you want to eat now?"
Luo Qinglin shook his head, silently opened the bag and take-away box, scooped a spoonful of brown sugar water and put it into his mouth.
The syrup was too sweet and sticky in the throat, and one would get sick of it after a few mouthfuls, but Luo Qinglin still put it into his mouthful one after another.
"Why aren't you talking?" Jiang Yanyu sat down, pinched Luo Qinglin's face, and turned him towards her.
His heart felt like it was about to explode. Luo Qinglin didn't want to continue acting and wanted to just say that he liked Jiang Yanyu and had liked her for a very long time.
But when the words came to his lips, they were like water blocked by a stone, and only the word "I" came out.
"I, I seem to be a little happy..."
"Luo Qinglin," Jiang Yanyu interrupted, "I don't want to hear 'seems' and 'a little bit'."
Being interrupted, Luo Qinglin's courage, which he had finally mustered, burst out like a flood.
"Well," Luo Qinglin forced a smile and fled, "I feel a little sleepy, I'm going to sleep first, good night."
Jiang Yanyu stood there, staring at Luo Qinglin's back. Only after he hurried to the stairs and climbed up to the second floor did Jiang Yanyu withdraw his gaze.
Moving his eyes to the takeaway box, Jiang Yanyu stared at the spoon used by Luo Qinglin for a moment, then reached out and slowly picked it up.
When the sweet syrup touched the tip of his tongue, Jiang Yanyu smiled slyly and said to himself, "Fool."
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: If you have to fart, do it quickly. I have to go back to coax my baby to sleep. (indifferent)
Luo Qinglin: Who needs your coaxing? (Turning the table)
Author: Why did the vixen interrupt the confession? Why are you acting strangely? Please listen to the analysis later.
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