In the office.
Bao An sat alone behind his desk, his eyes bloodshot.
Although he knew there was a ninety-percent chance he would lose the case, he still couldn’t accept the final verdict.
He had gone from a mere assistant to the company’s president by defying all opposition and using any means necessary, first scheming to obtain Chen Guoqiao’s shares, then strong-arming and bribing the other shareholders.
Throughout the company, it wasn’t just the shareholders; even many of the employees refused to accept his authority.
They watched his every move, just waiting for him to make a mistake so they could get their revenge and drag him down from his position.
The higher you climb, the harder you fall.
Bao An never wanted to be the one who fell. His ambition could only be satisfied by watching others fall, one by one, so he could stomp on them while they were down.
An image of Lin Feng’s proud expression flashed through his mind. Bao An took a deep breath, shot to his feet, and swept everything off his desk onto the floor.
The computer crashed to the ground with a loud bang. Startled, the secretary outside the door quickly pushed her way in.
Seeing the scene, the secretary entered without a word, then turned and locked the office door from the inside.
Chen Guoqiao used to do things like this in the office all the time, so the secretary was long used to it and handled the situation with practiced ease.
"President!"
She cautiously approached him.
Bao An’s breathing was ragged. He lifted his eyes to look at his secretary.
His gaze made her shiver. The secretary trembled. In that instant, she felt like Bao An was a vampire with glowing red eyes, ready to pounce at any second, tear open her veins, and drain her of her blood.
’It’s terrifying!’
When faced with the tyrannical Chen Guoqiao, she felt she could endure it. He just hit her sometimes, but she made good money, had endless cosmetics, and more designer bags than she could carry.
At the very least, he wouldn’t kill her.
But now, she felt that sooner or later, she would lose her life—eaten until not even a scrap of bone was left.
Bao An slowly closed his eyes and sank back into his chair, drained of strength. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and said coldly,
"What’s the status of that matter?"
He was referring to the matter of planting people inside Douhu.
The secretary quickly realized what he was talking about. She swallowed to moisten her aching throat, then said in a slightly trembling voice,
"It’s been arranged!"
They had made two-pronged preparations: they managed to buy off one influencer and have them sign with Douhu Entertainment, and they also contacted one of Douhu’s less popular influencers.
At their current pace, she believed they would soon be able to gain Douhu’s trust and get acquainted with Lin Feng.
Bao An nodded. Finally, a piece of good news.
"Go and tell them not to be too obvious or flashy at the beginning. Be careful. Just obediently follow Douhu’s arrangements for now. We’ll deal with the rest later."
’Being too eager for quick success could ruin everything.’
The secretary breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Bao An wasn’t going to take his anger out on her today.
Meanwhile, on the internet.
The verdict of Douhu’s lawsuit against Little Broken Station had already spread online. Everyone now knew that not only had Little Broken Station lost, but they had also been ordered to do many things.
Although many people weren’t satisfied with the punishment, overall, it was truly a cause for celebration.
「The next morning.」
Little Broken Station issued its apology letter to all users on time, addressed to Douhu.
The moment the apology was posted, not even a few seconds passed before netizens started leaving comments.
Obviously, they had been waiting there since early in the morning, ready to gloat and enjoy Little Broken Station’s misfortune.
"Hahaha! Well done, Douhu! Well done, Lin Feng!"
"Honestly, this is way more satisfying than just publicly cursing out Little Broken Station. Now we get to see this apology letter every day for the next month!"
"To the person above, be more precise. It’s not the *same* letter every day. The court ordered a new, unique one each day. LMAO, Little Broken Station is going to go bald from the stress."
"Serves them right! Little Broken Station used to be really good, but look what’s happened to it in recent years. It’s become a toxic, chaotic mess. Capitalists are capitalists—they only know how to make money and have lost their conscience."
"That’s why Lin Feng is the real deal. Look how long he’s been famous. In such a short time, he’s already taken down several opponents!"
Reading the comments online, Bao An struggled to suppress his rage and keep it from showing.
But his fists were clenched so tight, he was still so angry he could almost cough up blood.
Gritting his teeth, Bao An ignored the taste of blood in his mouth. He was going to make Lin Feng die. And he would make sure there wasn’t a complete corpse left!
Besides Bao An, another person watching the comments was Lin Feng, who had opened Little Broken Station on a whim. He was quite satisfied with the netizens’ performance.
Now, a portion of the user base had begun to spontaneously boycott Little Broken Station.
They were fanning the flames everywhere, listing Little Broken Station’s misdeeds one by one, day after day. Every word came from the heart, and every sentence gave people pause for thought.
"Brother Feng, you’re so clever!"
Su Ruoxi watched the comment section with great interest, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
"Little Broken Station has made a lot of people unhappy for a long time. They just needed an opportunity. Once someone took the lead, they would unite on their own."
Truly, you don’t need to be too aggressive when dealing with certain people.
A gradual, subtle influence is much more effective.
After all, everyone in this business relies on netizens to make money. Without netizens, without support, it wouldn’t take long for Little Broken Station to be unable to stand on its own.
’If Chen Guoqiao and Bao An could use tactics to ruin his reputation, why couldn’t he do the same?’
But Lin Feng wouldn’t use those kinds of methods. This lawsuit was actually his opening move, and it was far more moderate than what Little Broken Station had done.
It just so happened that the effect was far more potent.
Lin Feng looked at Su Ruoxi dotingly, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile.
He took Su Ruoxi’s hand, not discussing the case with her. "Want to come home with me for a couple of days?"
"Hm?"
Su Ruoxi froze for a moment.
’Why the sudden change in topic?’
’But...’
"Okay!"
Su Ruoxi nodded and agreed in a soft voice.
"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your mom. I miss her too."
Online, Little Broken Station’s apology letter quickly became a hot topic of discussion and shot to the top of the trending lists.
Almost without exception, everyone was just there to watch the drama, mock Little Broken Station, and take the opportunity to curse it out a bit while praising Lin Feng for a job well done. Very few people defended Little Broken Station.
But "very few" didn’t mean "none."
The moment someone tried to defend it, even more people would immediately jump in to attack them. Everyone was very worked up, and it was clear they had disliked Little Broken Station for a long time and were just looking for an excuse to vent.
Moreover, for the entire month, as long as Little Broken Station continued to apologize, this incident would not be forgotten.
It’s said that repeating something more than seven times makes a deep impression. This would go on for a whole month, enough to ensure netizens wouldn’t forget it for the next few years.

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