Sang Wan shook her head and sighed helplessly, "Have you grown any brains this time? This is the punishment you deserve for doing something wrong."
Fei Mengjiao had never been so embarrassed before. She didn't care about the burning pain on her face and raised her foot to kick Sang Wan in the stomach.
"Are you showing me some new kind of dance? Or maybe some slow-motion tap dancing? Do you need me to teach you?"
Sang Wan dodged so quickly that Fei Mengjiao couldn't see the movement of Sang Wan's kick at all.
Sang Wan was helpless. Fei Mengjiao was the first person in the world who could enjoy close combat with her, so naturally she had to reward her well.
What should the reward be, Sang Wan thought.
Then let's use the stunt of "kicking someone three and a half meters away". Sang Wan was a little distressed as she didn't know if her body in this world could kick someone three and a half meters away.
In the blink of an eye, Sang Wan dodged to the side and avoided Fei Mengjiao's half-raised leg. She raised her leg in an extremely standard and graceful posture, aimed at Fei Mengjiao, and kicked at the same time.
Fei Mengjiao was kicked out directly.
However, according to Sang Wan's visual estimation, it was about three meters tall, definitely not three and a half meters tall.
She felt a little regretful, what a pity.
The whole process took less than a second. Except for Sang Wan and Fei Mengjiao who flew out, everyone else's jaws dropped to the ground.
Is Sang Wan possessed by a martial god? This action is even more outrageous than the description in the novel, okay?
Fei Mengjiao lay on the ground, twisted in pain.
The pain on my face hadn't gone away yet, and my whole body felt like the bones were broken and ached again.
"What can I say about you? Are you the ungrateful sister of Mai Shiranui? God just punished you, and you still feel unsatisfied and want me to give you another kick, right? Now you get what you want, right?"
Sang Wan straightened her clothes and glanced at Fei Mengjiao, whose facial features were twitching.
Zhang Xia and Li Man had already seen how powerful Sang Wan was, so they no longer dared to be as arrogant as before. They quickly shut up and ran to help the weak Fei Mengjiao up.
This Sang Wan is not a soft persimmon that can be easily squeezed. He is clearly a hard rock that can break your teeth.
"Sister Jiaojiao, let's go quickly." Li Man was really scared this time. She had said so many bad things about Sang Wan before. If Sang Wan kicked her like this, she would definitely fall apart.
Fei Mengjiao was already twitching from the pain, but she still managed to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth: "Sang Wan, just wait for me, you bitch."
"Is your mouth still not clean?"
Zhang Xia and Li Man were afraid that Sang Wan was going to beat them again, so they immediately helped the limping Fei Mengjiao away from Sang Wan.
Zhang Xia whispered, "Sister Jiaojiao, please stop talking. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Let's retreat first. We'll have plenty of time to deal with them later."
"Wait--" This time it was not Sang Wan, but Qin Yurou who stopped the three people.
When the three heard these two words, they were frightened as if they heard the devil's roar. After distinguishing the tone, they found that it was not Sang Wan calling them, and they felt relieved.
"Some things are better said openly. You've been saying I'm stabbing you in the back, but don't you know the truth?"
Upon hearing this, Fei Mengjiao started to only care about food and not beatings, and spoke loudly with her neck stiff.
"Isn't it? You've caused me to lose so many fans and earn so little money? If it weren't for you, I might be the one on 'The Sound of Heartbeat' right now, and there would be no place for you, Qin Yurou! After you've taken advantage of me, just shut your stinky mouth. You deserve my scolding!"
"You're selling three-no products in your livestream. That lotion contains substandard irritants. Not only will it cause acne and redness all over the buyer's face, but in more serious cases, it can cause ulcers all over the face and even cause coma. Shouldn't I be warning my fans not to buy such products?"
Qin Yurou looked straight into Fei Mengjiao's eyes, trying to find a trace of regret and guilt in Fei Mengjiao's eyes.
But, not at all.
"There are so many beauty bloggers in the company, why are you the only one who's being so fussy and mean? My fans buy makeup because they like it. They didn't read the ingredient list carefully. Who can I blame? If your face gets stained, blame the product company. It has nothing to do with me! It's all because of you. You ruined me!"
Qin Yurou saw that things had developed to this point, but Fei Mengjiao still showed no sign of repentance and was still the same as she was back then, with no improvement at all.
"It's not me who ruined you, it's you who ruined yourself. Someone like you who has no conscience will never reach the threshold of success. You will forever live in your dark and filthy world, which is like a sewer."
After Qin Yurou finished speaking, she pulled Sang Wan away without looking back, with Fei Mengjiao's shrewish scolding still behind her.
With Qin Yurou's explanation and his own understanding, Sang Wan also sorted out the cause and effect of the matter.
Fei Mengjiao is now an internet celebrity who has been live streaming in the Pineapple Entertainment internet celebrity department for five years. At the beginning, she also posted her own makeup videos like Qin Yuruo, but the traffic was always lukewarm, so she started to have some bad ideas.
She attracted a group of fans by posting her own borderline videos and also started live streaming to sell goods.
But she is no longer a professional beauty blogger, so naturally no regular manufacturers will ask her to promote their products. So she has to settle for the second best and accept advertisements for beauty products, food, etc. from those unscrupulous manufacturers, and she accepts all of them.
Qin Yurou knew about this because one of Fei Mengjiao's fans had a rotten face after using the three-no product promoted by Fei Mengjiao, but neither Fei Mengjiao nor the manufacturer came forward to provide after-sales compensation, so she found Qin Yurou.
Qin Yurou only mentioned in the live broadcast room that the products of the unscrupulous manufacturer were not good, and did not mention Fei Mengjiao's name.
But the audience watching the live broadcast knew that Fei Mengjiao had accepted the advertisement from that unscrupulous manufacturer, so they began to collectively criticize Fei Mengjiao.
Fei Mengjiao's reputation and number of fans plummeted. Although public relations were done, the number of fans has remained at a low level since the incident.
Until now, the comment section still remembers her past deeds, and her path to becoming an internet celebrity is not going to be easy.
That's why she blamed all her misfortunes on Qin Yurou.
"Li Zhu will find a team to help you terminate your contract with Pineapple Entertainment. You will be considered an artist under my management from now on. Leave this matter to me. My people will never be bullied by others, especially since you have done nothing wrong."
Sang Wan's words were so decisive that Qin Yurou's eyes turned red.
She hugged Sang Wan and said, "Thank you, Wanwan."
Li Zhu had already been waiting for Sang Wan at the main entrance of Pineapple Entertainment, carrying a lot of things, big and small.
After Sang got in the car that night, Li Zhu finally spoke: "Teacher Sang, I have asked the person you asked me to find to add you on WeChat."
Sang opened WeChat late, and sure enough, there was a friend verification message on WeChat named 'AAA. Shengcheng Baishitong, find me for locksmith services'.
“…”
Li Zhu smiled awkwardly, "The person Uncle Qian found must, should, probably... be reliable."
Sang Wan stared at the Doraemon avatar and fell into deep thought.
Are all hackers nowadays so blatant and eccentric?
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