Chapter 15: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 15: More Blackmail
The next day. When many netizens woke up, they discovered that Yan Zhixu had once again climbed to the top of the trending topics.
Ready to criticize, they were stunned when they saw her leading a group of people to wealth and prosperity. Their jaws nearly dropped.
【What the hell? What did I miss? I missed out on a fortune!】
【You're making money behind our backs, that's immoral!】
【Haha—making money from the leader of the online trolls, this is a first for me. Yan Zhixu is truly a natural disaster in the entertainment industry.】
【Suddenly, I find her a bit interesting. I don’t dislike her as much anymore.】
【Get lost, those trying to whitewash her, get lost! Even so, she can't erase the stain of meddling in An'an and Gu Jiu's relationship!】
【She’s just flashing a little benefit and glowing. Who knows if this is all a play between Yan Bia and the trolls themselves!】
…
The online arguments raged on.
Yan Zhixu, dressed in a simple black shirt and cargo pants, leisurely opened her computer.
Seeing the 30,000 RMB in tips on Weibo, she lightly tapped the screen with one hand, smirking as she transferred the balance to her account.
....
....
She pulled up the group leader’s information from yesterday's screenshot and edited a discount link for a product.
He clicked on the link, his phone got infected, vibrated for a minute, and then crashed and was rendered useless.
In that brief minute, Yan Zhixu had successfully transferred all the data from his phone.
She scrolled through the screen and found the chat logs between him and the buyer.
Following the trail, she looked up the buyer's information.
Upon seeing the buyer’s personal details, she whistled in a mischievous manner. "Tsk, it’s a familiar face behind this."
Zhou Liao. 27 years old. Mo An'an’s personal assistant.
In a high-end apartment.
A man with a slightly plump figure nervously looked at the woman eating fruit on the couch.
"An'an... that troll from yesterday won't take orders anymore."
Mo An'an put down her fork. "Then just switch to another one."
Zhou Liao hesitated. "But... but today, the situation’s tense. No troll is taking orders."
Old Lin’s troll business had lost a few million, and the incident was still trending on the hot search.
The trolls were all on edge, unwilling to touch Yan Zhixu's business, fearing their whole base would be exposed.
Slap—
Mo An'an’s slender brows furrowed, and in a fit of rage, she threw the fruit bowl on the table to the floor.
The bowl shattered.
Sunlight outside the window refracted through the countless small shards, casting a cold, dim glow.
"If you can't find one, keep looking! With so many troll studios out there, there's no way none of them will take that little bitch's business!"
"As long as the money’s right, there's no way someone won’t take it. You’re not putting enough effort into contacting the troll studios!"
Her usually gentle voice became sharp and grating.
Her soft features twisted into a grotesque expression.
Zhou Liao stood there, being scolded, his fingers grazing his pants. His hands clenched into fists, only to relax after two seconds.
He kept his head down, silently listening to the berating, appearing docile like a lapdog.
Mo An'an felt a sense of satisfaction from his silence, and her tirade showed no signs of stopping.
Crack—
The door was pushed open, and Lou Lan walked in. She wasn’t at all surprised by the scene.
Her face immediately turned serious, and she waved at Zhou Liao, "Enough, shut up. Clean this mess up."
Mo An'an gritted her teeth. "Sister Lou... that little bitch..."
They were all part of the same entertainment company. Although Yan Zhixu had many anti-fans, she was still popular through the negative attention.
In contrast, even though she had the fame of Gu Jiu, it still didn’t match up to Yan Zhixu’s.
They had gotten close to Yan Zhixu to use her fame to climb higher.
Now that they had made a name for themselves, Yan Zhixu, the "flower vase," wasn’t needed anymore.
The rumors about meddling in relationships were pure fabrications.
If they didn’t drive her out of the industry now, once Yan Zhixu cleared her name, the one who’d be ruined was Mo An'an. If this incident got out, her career would be destroyed.
"Don’t lose your composure. It’s not so easy for her to make a comeback."
"I remember Director Huang has dirt on her. I’ll contact him to release it."
Lou Lan rubbed her forehead.
She had never taken Yan Zhixu seriously from the beginning. She had plotted against her, but never expected Yan Zhixu to last this long.
(End of chapter)
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