After careful consideration of the competitors Xuanjin Yu Jade had faced in the past few months, although there weren’t as many as hairs on an ox, there were still about four or five. But such despicable tactics...
An Yiqing couldn’t help but conjure up the image of Fulin Group’s Chairman Wang Jianwen, with his oily, chubby face.
Could it be that shifty-eyed Wang Jianwen? It seemed his financial situation hadn’t been quite right lately...
Thinking back on how Wang Jianwen had boldly spent two and a half billion at the auction to acquire Jade Spirit, An Yiqing felt certain he had some connection to this incident.
Her eyes flickered, and she took out her cell phone to dial An Zhifeng’s number.
"Ah Feng, check out Wang Jianwen from Fulin Group’s recent movements for me. I want every detail," she commanded.
After a pause, she continued, "Oh, and while you’re at it, investigate Fengshang Group as well."
Having given her instructions, An Yiqing and Liao Jinglin sat quietly in their chairs, waiting for An Zhiyu’s results.
During this time, both Zhang Yuksheng and Xing Bin called, anxiously asking about the situation’s developments. They both wanted to come and help, but considering Xuanjin Yu Jade had to remain out of the public eye for now, An Yiqing turned down their kind offers.
After a while, with the sound of crisp keyboard typing, An Zhiyu’s work came to an end.
"Miss, I’ve found it! I’ve screened several leading online accounts that control public opinion and tracked down their IP addresses—to these places," An Zhiyu said, turning the laptop screen towards An Yiqing. "I suspect that the online troll army is made up of two groups cooperating. These individuals are likely in charge of the operation, and, after investigating some past entertainment industry smear campaigns, I can almost assert that these are the same old accounts at work."
As An Yiqing glanced at the screen, noting both veteran accounts and batches of new ones highlighted, her gaze narrowed slightly.
"Xiao Yoo, send the addresses to Ah Feng and his team, and have them apprehend these people immediately! Also, continue sitting here and keep the public opinion balanced. Remember, use Xuanjin Yu Jade’s historical data for your arguments, and make sure they’re well-founded," she instructed.
"Don’t worry, miss, I’ve been doing this so well for the past two years," An Zhiyu replied excitedly, flexing her slender fingers before rapidly clicking across the keyboard, causing seven or eight windows to pop up on the screen at once.
Standing nearby, Liao Jinglin was flabbergasted as he watched An Zhiyu swiftly input one account after another, never pausing once amidst the flurry of numbers.
Wow, incredible! The miss’s subordinates are all so talented!
Liao Jinglin marveled, stroking his chin in admiration.
At the Thirteen Blood Generals Mansion, upon receiving the order, An Zhifeng and his team quickly dressed, allocated their tasks, and sped off in cars in different directions.
In an ordinary apartment building in Xuandu City North River District, on the 23rd floor of Block 2.
The room was eerily silent, save for the incessant tapping of a keyboard.
A disheveled man in his thirties, dressed in grey pajamas, was sitting awkwardly in a chair, his eyes intently fixed on his computer screen.
Suddenly, a jarring ringtone pierced the silence. The man gave it a cursory glance and picked up the call.
"What’s up? I’m busy here! What? Increase the pressure? Look, boss, the price you’re paying only covers so much. If you want a more severe smear campaign, you know what to do!~"
"I don’t care, I’m paid to do a job. This kind of thing, sitting in front of a computer all day, can kill a person. Plus, I’ve got a dozen brothers to support. Big boss, you know my standing in the circle. If you want Xuanjin Yu Jade taken down, no one else but my team has the ability to do it. So, you decide. I have plenty of resources at my disposal, I’m not short of your business."