Yao Aiguo originally wanted to put on a show of filial piety and teach Yao Junjun how to poach people, but he was interrupted by the sudden news.
His secretary's words gave him a sudden headache for no apparent reason.
With the help of his secretary, he accessed the internet and entered Tianya Forum.
Looking at the prominent title pinned to the top, his expression turned grim once again.
"A criminal gang has been discovered in Tianjin, and the mastermind behind it all is actually him."
"The untold story of the Yao family father and son: is it a matter of moral decay, or...?"
As one sensational post after another came into view, Yao Aiguo's breathing became increasingly heavy.
If you randomly click on a post, you'll find not only text but also a series of color photos.
Among the photos are pictures of Yao Junjun being taken out of the police station, and pictures of him entering the Tianjin branch of Jinchi Real Estate.
The accompanying text is extremely detailed, analyzing the entire event in a very logical and thorough manner.
What angered him even more was that the person who posted the message had somehow managed to connect it with the recent hot topic of fugitives in Tianjin.
This is a bit awkward.
Although he knew it was all just conjecture, it was almost indistinguishable from the truth.
Yao Junjun's identity was fully exposed; he is the third son of Yao Aiguo, the owner of Jinchi Real Estate.
As for Jinchi Real Estate, it was also exposed, and Yao Aiguo's identity could not be hidden.
The ancients were right: it's better to have a good father than to study math, physics, and chemistry well.
"No wonder he's so arrogant, daring to harass the patrolmen. Turns out he has a powerful father."
"Release an album and get arrested, rich people really know how to have fun..."
"This kind of scoundrel should be severely punished. Let's keep in formation and speak out for justice."
"Build, build! We absolutely cannot let this scoundrel get away with this."
Looking down, Yao Aiguo's face turned green as he saw the countless comments.
There's an old saying that public opinion can be incredibly powerful, and what they're saying is practically true.
An angry Yao Aiguo casually threw the mouse away, appearing somewhat exasperated.
"Go and make some contact, and get all of this removed!"
The secretary couldn't help but give a wry smile upon hearing this. "Chairman, this is just one example. Many media websites have similar things now."
"Then get rid of them all! Didn't you say that money can get things done online?" Yao Aiguo almost roared.
After his outburst, he stared at his secretary and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid to spend money, get this sorted out for me right now."
The secretary, not daring to say anything more, hurriedly left.
Watching his secretary leave, Yao Aiguo glared at Yao Junjun, who was still sitting to the side, looking nonchalant.
"Aren't you going to react at all?"
"It's just a few posts, they'll sink in a few days, Dad, why are you so worried?"
Are you sure?
Hearing his son's words, Yao Aiguo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The internet is a new thing, and this old-fashioned boss didn't understand it very well.
But Yao Junjun is a young man who surfs the internet every day, so his understanding is naturally higher than his.
Seeing his son's indifferent expression, Yao Aiguo couldn't help but become suspicious.
Seeing his father's puzzled expression, Yao Junjun couldn't help but feel smug.
"Dad, it's just something that happens online. Everyone's just watching for fun, who would take it seriously? Besides, didn't you already have people delete the posts? What could possibly happen?"
His words were beautifully worded, not because he was arrogant, but because that was the prevailing perception at the time.
At that time, the internet was just emerging and was mostly used for entertainment.
Even if some people are ahead of their time in terms of understanding, they still can't make bricks without straw.
Of course, all of this was different for Su Wu.
Although the internet was a wasteland to him at this moment, it was like the difference between a seventh-tier city and a first-tier city 20 years later.
Even so, his understanding of the internet was ahead of his time.
With the most advanced network equipment available at the moment, there is still a lot he can do.
The various news posts appearing online now are his work.
After obtaining most of the information about the entire coincidence, he began to think about how to take advantage of the situation.
With his funding, a large number of reporters were dispatched to keep a close eye on Jinchi Real Estate and Yao Junjun.
Faced with these ubiquitous, uncrowned kings, how could Yao Aiguo, who was busy cleaning up Yao Junjun's messes, possibly defend himself?
After obtaining the relevant photos, he had someone fabricate a story that was both true and false.
Now it's his turn to shine.
Amidst the psychedelic colors of countless flashing indicator lights, posts appeared in every corner of the internet.
Su Wu could do this effortlessly; if it weren't for the limitations of his equipment, he could have dominated the entire network.
Su Wu sat in the server room, looking at the several monitors in front of him, leisurely drinking coffee and smoking.
He is now waiting for Yao Aiguo and the official response.
Although the internet is not yet a major platform for news media and is not highly valued, public opinion is still public opinion, and it can play a significant role if one is willing to put it into practice.
Of course, Su Wu was also self-aware; he didn't think he could cause much of a stir.
He's just handing out knives to others now; he doesn't care who wields them.
The rise of a big boss like Yao Aiguo in this era is bound to be anything but smooth.
Similarly, Su Wu would never believe that such a being didn't have a few adversaries.
He is currently lacking in strength, so he naturally has to take a roundabout approach.
Using someone else to do the dirty work is a good option.
"Wow, not bad, starting to delete posts already? That's quite a move!"
Suddenly, Su Wu put his leg down from the table, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
He slowly placed the coffee cup aside and chuckled as he examined the deleted posts.
He was struck by the fact that dozens of posts had been deleted in just over ten minutes.
It goes without saying who orchestrated this; money really does make things easier.
However, these methods are meaningless to Su Wu unless they shut down the website.
He casually browsed various websites as if watching something amusing, his finger lightly tapping the Enter key.
After the crisp sound, a waterfall of data began to flash on a computer screen.
Trying to delete posts in front of him is no better than just unplugging the internet cable.
A few minutes later, new posts reappeared on the URLs that had been deleted, and the number of posts increased.
Moreover, these posts were quickly flooded with comments and pinned to the top as soon as they appeared.
The administrators who had been paid to delete posts sat blankly in front of their computers, completely numb.
As if possessed, they rubbed their eyes in unison and quickly opened the post to check it out.
"Holy crap, this works! What kind of operation is this?"
They were all dumbfounded when they saw the almost identical comments on the thread.
There's no such thing as an online army anymore, and there are no robots either.
Su Wu's unconventional actions undoubtedly startled them.
Delete comment.
This was their first reaction as administrators.
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