The agent frowned after hearing his plan.
He thought of Jiang Gu and Shen Wen; they must have also hired online trolls to smear that fortune-telling streamer at the beginning.
However, the result was that nothing happened to her, which shows that this method is not feasible.
"This method seems a bit inappropriate," the agent said.
Yan Ziyou: "Is there something wrong? Go call the online marketing company first and see."
"Alright then," the agent had no choice but to say.
He took out his phone and called one of the large online marketing companies.
The call was quickly connected, and the agent told them the name of the fortune-telling broadcaster.
He turned on the speakerphone so that Yan Ziyou could hear it too.
Upon hearing Bai Xi's name, the owner of the online marketing company confirmed it again.
"Who do you want to criticize?"
The agent said, "That fortune-telling livestreamer."
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.
Just when the agent thought the other party's signal was bad.
As a result, he was met with a severe scolding from the owner of the online marketing company.
"Are you all out of your minds? Don't you know who she is?"
"Are you two idiots trying to bankrupt my company?"
Then, with a snap, the owner of the online marketing company hung up on him.
The agent was stunned.
The same applies to Yan Ziyou.
His expression was rather unpleasant. "Get me another one."
The agent had no choice but to switch to another online marketing company and call them.
The response they got was the same: "Who are you going to smear?"
Agent, "Fortune-telling broadcaster".
"Are you two crazy? Do you want to bankrupt my company?"
Then, with a snap, the other party hung up the phone again, showing them absolutely no respect.
broker,"……"
Yan Ziyou, “…”
His face remained grim. "Get me another one!" he insisted.
"Oh." The agent had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue making the call.
The online troll company quickly answered his call. After hearing Bai Xi's name, they paused for a moment and asked, "Who are you going to smear?"
Upon hearing this familiar phrase, the agent fell silent, unsure of himself, and asked, "Then...that person counts as a streamer?"
The phone rang, and the online marketing company hung up without saying a word.
Yan Ziyou slammed his fist on the table in anger, turning his palm red.
Large companies wouldn't take their orders, so they chose small companies instead.
Without exception, as soon as the other end heard the name of the fortune teller, they hung up the phone without saying a word, as if the fortune teller was some kind of monster.
Yan Ziyou was both angry and furious, but he didn't know what was going on.
The agent had no choice but to explain, "After the previous Shen Wen heard that he had hired an online troll army, that troll army company went bankrupt overnight."
Yan Ziyou, “…”
His eyes sharpened as he said, "This person is more difficult to deal with than we imagined. If we don't deal with her soon, she will expose my affairs sooner or later."
He was terrified whenever he thought of her prediction on Weibo that his house would collapse in five days.
Seeing this, the agent suggested, "How about we hire an assassin organization?"
Yan Ziyou: "Then that's the only way."
So the agent called the assassin organization.
The call was answered quickly, and their manager paused for a moment upon hearing Bai Xi's name.
He confirmed, "Are you talking about that fortune-telling livestreamer?"
The agent had already developed a conditioned reflex to hearing that familiar phrase again.
Are they afraid to take orders from that fortune teller?
The person in charge said, "It's not that we're unwilling to take your orders. It's just that the fortune-telling livestreamer seems to be quite a homebody. We waited at her house for several days, but she wouldn't come out."
Yan Ziyou had lost his patience by this point.
Upon hearing the person in charge's words, his attitude immediately turned sour, and he said, "If she doesn't come out, won't you go in?"
The person in charge rolled their eyes, speechless.
"Do you think we didn't know about the house raid? We couldn't get into her house at all. Her doors and windows were sealed tight. We don't know how she did it. That night, our men tried to open the lock again and again, but every time they picked it, it would immediately close again. They could never open it."
Yan Ziyou, “…”
He had no choice but to compromise, saying, "Then you should wait until she comes out and then kill her."
"Okay, if that's the case, we'll accept the order. Oh, and could you please pay for the time we'll be spending at the location?"
After all, if she didn't come out for ten days or half a month, the assassins he kept would have something to say.
Yan Ziyou said impatiently, "Fine."
Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Right, we need more assassins."
How many people do you need?
Yan Ziyou thought of her strangeness, "At least fifty."
"So many? Just to kill one woman?"
Yan Ziyou: "The price is negotiable."
Upon hearing this, the other party replied, "Okay," and then hung up the phone.
...
Three or four days passed quickly, and the assassin organization still hadn't seen her come out.
In all their years of missions, this fortune teller was the most memorable thing they had ever encountered in their assassin careers.
But they had no idea that something even more unforgettable would happen next.
Lin Xinxi, who was staying in her rented room, had noticed some suspicious people lurking outside these past few days.
These people have a violent streak; they are a group of people who live on the edge of a knife.
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