At that moment, inside the hotel of the Chinese Language Official Association, Luo Hua's phone rang. He looked at it and was startled.
"Shh!"
He quickly gestured for everyone to be quiet, then ran towards the door, answering the phone as he went, "Hello, Director Ouyang."
"Luo Hua, let me ask you, did you miss someone in this music evaluation?"
Ouyang Feng cut to the chase and questioned him directly.
"Oh, this? No, we did a very thorough job with this rating process."
"What's the deal with Chen Feng?"
Chen Feng?
Luo Hua was stunned. Holy crap! How did the bureau chief know about Chen Feng? Could it be that Chen Feng...?
"That bureau chief...I..."
"Don't explain anymore, just release Chen Feng's assessment right now. I almost got scolded by my old boss because of this."
After Ouyang Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.
Luo Hua, on the other hand, stood there, his mind racing. His old boss? Could Chen Feng be a relative of some big shot?
As he was thinking, he got drunk and collapsed unconscious.
Staff noticed the anomaly and rushed over to help him up and drag him into the room, which caused a commotion.
After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Feng thought that Luo Ding should be able to finish the task he had been given soon and was about to go to the meeting when his secretary rushed over again.
"What's the matter that you're in such a hurry about?"
"Director, take a look. This is a notice just issued by the Chinese Music Association."
Ouyang Feng took the phone and stared at it, then froze on the spot.
What the hell is that son of a bitch Luo Hua doing?
He was very angry and took out his phone to call Luo Hua, but Luo Hua was drunk and couldn't answer.
At this moment, Yang Zhi, still half asleep, pulled a dark... no... a dark watermelon-shaped phone from Luo Hua's pocket and pressed the answer button.
"Hello! Who is it?"
"Who am I? Luo Hua, do you want to quit? You're asking me who I am?"
Ouyang Feng was furious; upon hearing this, he realized he had drunk a lot of cat urine.
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi was furious that the other party had started swearing right away. "Damn it, how can I tolerate this?" he thought.
"Who the hell are you? Have you no manners? If you don't tell me, I'm hanging up."
Huff... huff...
Ouyang Feng was furious. He had never realized that there was such an arrogant guy in the cultural and entertainment circle he managed.
"Luo Hua, you're something else. You're asking who I am, right? Listen up, my name is Ouyang Feng. You've heard of Ouyang Feng before, haven't you?"
Even now, Ouyang Feng still can't tell that the other person is no longer the Xiao Hua Hua he knows.
Yang Zhi was heavily intoxicated and only slightly sober. When he heard the person opposite him announce their name, he was stunned for a moment.
Why does this name sound so familiar?
Holy crap, I remember now! Isn't that Yang Kang's adoptive father from the recently popular TV series "Heroes of the Sky"?
Hehe, that's interesting.
"Ouyang Feng, right? Your grandpa here is Huang Yaoshi, snore...snore..."
Ouyang Feng listened incredulously to the teasing and snoring coming from his phone. After a long while, he finally reacted and smashed the phone.
The secretary next to her was trembling with fear, thinking to herself, "Luo Hua from the Chinese Language Association is too bold. Does he think he's one of the four great associations of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"
"Go, get rid of that damn chairman! He's infuriating me!"
As the director of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, he was ridiculed by his subordinates, a story that would be laughed out of the public.
At this moment, Lin Yun is constantly sending money to various celebrities online. He has spent a lot of money, which is a collection of funds from many singers who are boycotting Chen Feng and a group of entertainment industry connections that Yang Zhi has gathered.
The total goal is to use this opportunity to thoroughly humiliate Chen Feng at a crucial moment. And the most crucial moment is now.
This was also part of their plan: first, they wouldn't give Chen Feng a rating, and then, while netizens were angry and confused, they would hire a bunch of haters to start mocking and slandering him, thus making it clear that Chen Feng was a complete scoundrel.
Black Feather Media: "100,000 online trolls have been arranged. Each comment costs 1.5 yuan, and each person can post 20 comments. In addition, there is a 2 million yuan service fee, totaling 5 million yuan. Send the money."
Lin Yun was completely naked at the moment. He had just experienced a thrilling battle, and the feeling of riding a horse was indeed comfortable.
His excitement reached its peak when he saw himself become a singer and gain 300,000 more fans, while Chen Feng didn't even have a level.
Zhao Yashuang lay on the white carpet, her face flushed. She was very satisfied and happy today.
The thought of being humiliated and humbled in the coffee shop that day, and now seeing that Chen Feng didn't even have a level, made her feel as if she had been avenged.
Upon seeing the information about a media company, Lin Yun perked up and typed quickly.
"Five million? Wasn't it agreed that it would be four million?"
Black Feather Media: "You've got four million? You think you can get rid of a beggar? You're targeting Chen Feng, do you even know he's my Feng Shen? If it weren't for the money, would I be helping you smear him? Hurry up and pay, or I'll turn around and smear you, believe it or not?"
Lin Yun's hand trembled. Damn it, this media company really lives up to its name. No wonder it's called Black Feather, it's really ruthless. Other companies charge one million for labor, but this bastard wants five million.
Lin Yun was afraid of being scammed, so he had no choice but to reluctantly send the money.
I just finished paying for the money, and then I transferred money to several other companies I had already contacted. In total, I paid money to twenty unscrupulous media outlets, which cost me almost a small fortune.
Lin Yun took one look and thought, "Damn, this won't do. I still have money in my hands, so I have to continue negotiating. This time, I need to find a media company that can mobilize millions of online bots."
So he set his sights on Zhengdao Zhiguang Media, an advertising company that boasted "professional black haters and millions of online trolls."
"Hello! Are you a professional online troll company?"
The owner of Justice Media is a typical IT geek who joined forces with a few like-minded guys to start this company. They are different from other online marketing companies, which basically rely on their own fans to drive black-related tasks, while they rely on technology.
By using technology to break into the comment management code of major apps and then implanting thousands of virtual accounts that automatically rate comments, advantages such as speed, convenience, security, and large quantity can be achieved.
At that moment, he was listening to "Twilight".
I still remember what you said.
"Saying goodbye is as resolute as iron."
"The dim light gave me the illusion of being scorched by the blazing sun."
"The Horizon at Dusk"
......
Beep beep beep!
The otaku saw this and thought, "This is a job for me."
"Hello, this is Zhengdao Zhiguang Media. What services do you need?"
Can we black people?
"Dear customer, this is the most basic business of our company."
How many can you provide?
"You can have as many as you want. Don't worry, we are absolutely professional when it comes to Black people."
Lin Yun looked at the reply and continued typing, "How long would it take to complete ten million comments?"
"Ten million?"
Zhao Yashuang was stunned, her beautiful eyes blinking. This was going to ruin Chen Feng's reputation, but she liked it.
The otaku was stunned. Ten million?
What the hell is this guy doing? Asking for ten million in one go? That's going to destroy the entire comment section. But as a professional company, he just typed, "Ten million is nothing. We'll get it done in three hours."
"Three hours? Why don't you exaggerate even more?"
"Dear customers, we support paying a deposit first and then paying the rest after the transaction is completed. We use professional scientific technology to operate, not the traditional method of relying on sheer numbers. Please trust us, we are truly professional."
The otaku was a little nervous. After all, while they had a lot of inquiries about their company, very few people actually placed orders. This was a big order, after all.
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