Chapter 12
Ning Wensong was resting with Shen Che by his side, and had been resting for half an hour when he was woken up by a knocking on the door.
"Is anyone inside? Come out! Come out now!" The voice was very loud, and the speaker's voice was extremely rough.
Shen Che patted Ning Wensong's head reassuringly, "It's okay, I know how to deal with it. Just keep resting, they won't be able to cause trouble for long."
The last sentence was spoken very softly, and only Ning Wensong could hear it.
"Okay, good luck." Ning Wensong winked at him, feeling great to have someone backing her up.
Shen Che told Zi Mei and the others not to worry about it and to rest in the hall.
He slowly walked to the door, and opened it suddenly when the noise was at its loudest.
Fortunately, Ning Wensong has a habit of closing the door when she gets her hair and makeup done, otherwise it would be annoying if she just barged in.
"Hello, how can I help you? I'm the store manager here, feel free to tell me anything." Shen Che wore the typical service industry smile.
The man who was leading the group outside the door was the one who was shouting the loudest. He looked up and down at Chen Che, who was nearly 190 cm tall, with his cloudy eyes on his short body.
"Cough cough... So you're the hospital director, that's good. Give me an explanation! My kitten died in your hospital, give me an explanation! Pay me back!" The man roared these words, trying to increase his momentum.
No one told him that looking red-faced and thick-necked really lacked presence.
Shen Che looked around at the crowd in front of him and didn't see any professional troublemakers. Instead, he saw a few people slacking off in the crowd.
"Our hospital has always maintained its own regulations. In the past three years, among the cats with serious injuries, there have been no other deaths. I don't know when you mean the cat you mentioned died from medical treatment?" He calmly and deliberately described the facts, which was quite unprofessional.
Thinking about what that group of people wanted to do to Ning Wensong, he added, "If you are spreading rumors, I will call the police and sue you right now."
The man in the lead was intimidated by his imposing manner and suddenly panicked, stammering as he continued his incoherent excuses, "It's your hospital... cough cough, my kitten was brought to your hospital a few months ago. I was away on a business trip at the time, and my wife brought it over. Later I came back, and then my wife forgot about the kitten. I came here a few days ago, and your staff said the kitten had died and been buried. That's it. I didn't make up a story, don't try to fool me..."
He was breathing rapidly, and the story he had initially prepared was long forgotten.
Shen Che smirked after hearing this. He was incredibly stupid. All the evidence against him had fallen into his hands. He wondered if he could gather more evidence to implicate the mastermind and prevent future troubles.
"You said the kitten died a few days ago, but actually we haven't had any business here during this period. There are cats dying every day. We have a month's worth of surveillance footage to prove it. Are you sure you still want to say that?" Shen Che knew that the other party was already panicking, so he didn't mind making things even more chaotic.
"...I don't care about anything else! You have to give me an explanation!" The group shouted in unison. The boss had given them too much money; they only needed to stall for a little over an hour.
Chen Che was a little annoyed. "Fine, then I'll call 110." It wasn't that he had no other options, but that he was genuinely fed up.
After saying that, he pretended to take out his phone and start making a call, "Hello?"
When the leader realized that the police were actually calling 110, he panicked and ran away. Money was important, but he really didn't want to go to jail.
The leader had run away, and the rest of the men looked at each other, then ran off together, scattering like birds and beasts. In no time, there wasn't a single person left in the entire entrance area.
"Tch, what kind of people did they hire? Even if they didn't hire anyone, we would still let you publish your work first." Shen Che was speechless. How could there be so many idiots?
He stood at the door for a while, and only went in when he heard Ning Wensong calling him from inside.
"How is it? Is he difficult to deal with?" Ning Wensong asked, a little curious since he hadn't come in yet.
Shen Che looked at Ning Wensong, who had a curious expression, and covered her face with his hand. "A bunch of thugs, they said they would call the police and then ran away. It's no fun."
Ning Wensong immediately lost interest.
Just now, Zimei mentioned that she has a blogger account with a million followers. Ning Wensong was inspired and directly asked her to post Xiaotian's new look on it and set it to be visible only to her followers.
With assurances from multiple parties, let's see how Liu Xing responds. We don't know how long the other party will take to complete this look; let's wait another two hours. Ning Wensong has never seen anyone from this world get their hair done before, so she doesn't know if the efficiency is the same.
She waited until the arguing outside the door subsided before slowly approaching the hidden location of her phone and turning off the live stream.
She didn't care about the state of the internet anymore.
After Chen Che arrived, the three of them gathered around Zi Mei's tablet to look at the comments from her Weibo followers.
"This internet judge declares that the most successful case of a cat with heterochromia this century has emerged. Is this color dyed with rainbow dye? It's so dreamy!"
"A cat acting suspiciously.jpg? This is clearly a cat model posing on the runway! Those eyes are so noble!! Ahhh, I'd be a cat slave!"
"Is this the kind of appearance a carbon-based organism could produce? I suspect the stylist applied a level 10 beauty filter to it!!"
"Ahhh, I don't know what to say! It's so wonderful!"
"Share this cat image, and your bad luck will be scared away next week!" (I actually shared it on QQ, hahaha)
Ning Wensong was stunned; the netizens' talent always exceeded her expectations.
"Hmph, this is my fan! I'll transfer the balance to your card later. I'll definitely ask you to do things for me again next time. I've already shared you with my girlfriends, and they're all big cat owners!"
Zimei is rich and powerful. Seeing Ning Wensong looking like a pitiful little thing, she'll double the final payment this time!
If Shen Che could hear her thoughts, he would definitely want to punch her. If Ning Wensong were willing to accept his money, he would definitely be one of the world's top 500 richest people.
"Okay, okay, leave me your contact information, I'll add you in a few days..." Ning Wensong was also looking forward to buying a phone with the money she earned herself.
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Liu Xing looked at the incongruous cat he had created, his eyes dark and gloomy.
"What do you think?" he asked impatiently, looking at his men who were standing in a row against the wall.
"Boss, this is really well done, even better than that guy's!"
"Yes, yes, this is absolutely amazing!"
"Boss, hurry up and put it online, I'm afraid something might go wrong!" The last subordinate said the crucial thing.
Liu Xing looked around and then at the hairstyle he had created. Helpless, he decided to stick to the original plan.
When Liu Xing posted the hairstyle he created online, the once bustling internet fell silent.
Beneath the calm surface lies a volcano about to erupt.
Most of the netizens who surf the internet at high speed have watched Ning Wensong's live stream, and some have also read Zimei's Weibo.
People like Liu Xing, who are both widely condemned by netizens and supported by brainless fans, are the subject of much controversy on Weibo.
When Weibo first came out, his brainless fans were the first to react, praising him extensively in the comments section;
The majority of netizens were rational. They watched the entire live stream and knew that Ning Wensong's work was very smooth and her skills were superb. Whether it was the handling of details or the drawing of colors, it should be the original.
Liu Xing's work, on the other hand, had untrimmed stray hairs, an undiluted bright pink color, and mismatched trimmed decorations. Not to mention the lace on the tail, which was completely unrecognizable.
After careful discussion among netizens, they unanimously agreed that Liu Xing plagiarized.
"I dare say that Ning Wensong is the only person who can make lace on cats right now. She is too skilled and too exquisite. No one can imitate her at this stage."
"Get out of here! You're no longer allowed to participate in the Creative Design Competition!!"
"I agree! The organizers can't give plagiarists the chance to compete anymore!"
While countless netizens are fighting on the front lines, Liu Xing is caught in a media storm.
"Didn't you say no one could know Ning Wensong's look? How did she do her live stream? None of you know? Or did you know but didn't tell me?" Liu Xing had stopped his hysterical questioning and instead fell into an eerie calm, asking his subordinates in a completely flat voice.
The subordinates remained as quiet as chickens; they genuinely didn't know that the live stream seemed to be visible only to a select group of people.
Liu Xing silently watched the online outcry against him, and some even uncovered that the troublemakers at the end of the live stream were people he had hired.
What would happen if he continued digging? Liu Xing recalled what he had done in the past to eliminate his competitors, and his mind was completely empty, as if his soul had left his body.
A phone call suddenly rang, the ringing urgent and pressing. Liu Xing answered with trembling hands, "Hello..."
"What do you mean 'hello'? Didn't I tell you to cover up your tracks? How come the whole internet knows this time? They're going to dig up everything your whole family has done! I can't protect you this time. You won't be able to participate in the Moe Creation Competition anymore. I've done my best. You'd better watch yourself!" The voice was angry, and the call ended abruptly, giving Liu Xing no chance to react.
Looking at the contract terminations and condemnations sent by various parties on his phone, he finally couldn't bear it and fainted.
It's all just cause and effect, karma.
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Hospital.
The three of them watched the online activity together.
Zimei was the first to lose her temper, saying, "This person is really stupid."
Ning Wensong and Chen Che: We strongly agree.
Ning Wensong was overjoyed to see that netizens were overwhelmingly favoring the original content; he had successfully defeated the other side this time!
Good fortune doesn't favor those who try only once.
The call for the Creative Creation Competition came to Shen Che's phone. Looking at the organizer of the Creative Creation Competition displayed on the screen, Shen Che handed the phone to Ning Wensong, "True luck has arrived."
Ning Wensong was stunned. He answered the phone, listened to a few words from the other end, and then hung up in a daze.
Three minutes later, she finally came to her senses and jumped onto Shen Che. Ning Wensong wrapped her arms around Shen Che's neck, a carefree smile blooming on her face, her dimples showing, bright and full of vitality.
"Chen Che! I qualified for the competition!! I can go and compete now, hahaha! Thank you!" Luck has smiled upon her, and it will continue to favor her!
Shen Che carefully hugged her and sincerely congratulated her, "Congratulations! Our A Song will continue to march towards the championship and towards the world!"
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