Douhu Entertainment.
Huizi found Lin Feng and placed an envelope in front of him. "He said Bao An has become much more cautious recently and is starting to suspect there’s a mole in the company."
"Anyone who could have gotten near the president’s office, or who has ever worked overtime alone, is being investigated."
Lin Feng picked up the envelope and began to open it, his gaze lowered. "And?"
Seeing him opening the envelope, Huizi continued,
"So, he said he needs to lay low for a while and can’t be so blatant about sending us information."
"But if you insist, he has ways to do it stealthily. It’ll just be a bit more troublesome."
It would also add another layer of risk. It wasn’t quite a life-or-death situation, but if Bao An sensed that information was still being leaked, it would become nearly impossible for their mole to eavesdrop on anything else.
Once bitten, twice shy. Bao An was already on his guard.
By now, Lin Feng had opened the envelope. He used two fingers to pull out its contents.
"Tell him to stop sending information for now. Bao An isn’t stupid; our mole is definitely on his list of suspects."
"Okay!"
"I’ll go tell him right away."
Huizi nodded and turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Lin Feng called her back, looking at the photo.
"No more messages, but find a way to check if Bao An or that secretary of his have been secretly meeting with anyone."
"Also, make the arrangements to quietly investigate the new talent Douhu has signed recently."
’New talent?’
Huizi realized what he meant. For Lin Feng to say that, it must mean Bao An had planted someone inside Douhu as well.
She froze for a moment, then tentatively asked,
"What about people who were signed a while ago?"
It was possible Bao An hadn’t planted a new recruit, but had instead bribed a veteran employee. After all, someone who had been with the company longer would be more trusted.
"Investigate them too."
Lin Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"But don’t let anyone know. Have two or three people you trust look into it."
If they tipped their hand, the potential losses would far outweigh any gains.
The current situation was that Lin Feng knew the enemy had an undercover agent in Douhu.
And Douhu had an agent on their side. Both parties were probing each other.
But an arrogant man like Bao An believed Little Broken Station was an impenetrable fortress, convinced that it was impossible for Lin Feng to plant anyone inside.
As it turned out, reality had slapped him hard across the face.
He was confident his own arrangements were flawless and that Douhu could never know Little Broken Station had also planted someone inside their company, so he acted without restraint.
After what happened at the banquet hall, Bao An was itching to get some dirt on Lin Feng immediately.
So, he had his people contact his plant right away, impatiently demanding they watch Douhu’s every move and pass on information.
This move played right into Lin Feng’s hands.
He was already investigating his own subordinates. As soon as Bao An’s mole made a move, he would spot them instantly.
「Two days later.」
The Little Broken Station live streaming platform.
After a long hiatus, Dou Zhen started a stream again.
The reason for the long break was that his last stream had been derailed by Chen Jiang’s fans, turning what should have been a good broadcast into a complete mess.
He had been forced to take a few days off to regroup.
The moment he went live, Chen Jiang’s fans caught the scent and swarmed in, bombarding Dou Zhen with jeers and sarcasm.
They were as fast as lightning.
This time, Dou Zhen ignored them. He was wearing a new cosplay outfit with exquisite makeup. Every frown and every smile was devastatingly handsome.
And so, for many viewers, their principles went right out the window in the face of his good looks.
It’s true what they say: the internet has no memory.
Many people, even some of Chen Jiang’s fans, forgave him because of his Appearance, spamming "hubby" at the screen.
But there are always one or two people whose focus is different from everyone else’s, who are never on the same page and ask questions that are either baffling or downright bizarre.
This time, for instance, someone took the lead.
Bollalabo: I don’t know what you’re all mad about. I think the streamer is handsome and has a great aura. I just have one question: you’re so talented, why didn’t you go to Douhu? You could obviously get better resources there. What are you doing at Little Broken Station?
IAmBigHead: The person above is changing the subject! My god, are you from Douhu? Trying to poach someone in the middle of their stream is just ridiculous.
RiseOfTheCobra: They’re not wrong, though. Little Broken Station might spoil its talent, but look at the career path they’ve given him. If his path was a bit more normal and had its own unique flavor, he wouldn’t be getting so much hate.
BoxLunchIsMyLove: Alright, alright, he’s streaming. This isn’t the place to discuss all that. You guys are totally derailing the vibe.
Dou Zhen shared amusing stories about his cosplays, glancing at the comments every so often.
When he saw people saying he should go to Douhu,
Dou Zhen let out a cold laugh. The topic took a sharp turn, and he started courting disaster again.
"Douhu? Give me a break. I couldn’t care less about that big tabby cat!"
"What do I mean? There are some things I’d rather not say."
"Fine, fine. If you insist on asking, I’ll mention a few things."
"I couldn’t care less about a company that claims to be strict but actually just makes things difficult for applicants on purpose, where the examiners pick people based entirely on their mood."
Dou Zhen rolled his eyes, completely forgetting he was in a cosplay outfit and that such an action would be OOC.
It was as if he had no concept of right or wrong, acting solely based on whether he was happy or not.
Right then and there, he gave his audience an exaggerated, embellished account of his experience at Douhu.
「Meanwhile.」
Watching this, Huizi finally remembered.
No wonder she thought this Dou Zhen guy looked familiar but couldn’t quite place him.
Now she knew. This was the person who had come to Douhu for an audition, been told on the spot that he didn’t qualify, and then caused a huge scene.
To think he’d been hired by Little Broken Station in the blink of an eye.
On the screen, Dou Zhen was still rambling on, and quite a few unsuspecting viewers actually believed him, thinking Douhu had no eye for talent.
Dou Zhen’s fans, in particular, were going absolutely wild, worked into a frenzy.
’How could their big brother be treated like that?’
And so, very quickly, Douhu Entertainment’s official website was overrun.
They flooded it with insults, calling Douhu blind and arrogant.
They claimed the so-called auditions were designed to be deliberately obstructive and that an entertainment company like Douhu was sanctimonious.
Furthermore, the comments were completely one-sided. It was obvious someone was steering the narrative, and paid shills were involved.
His goal achieved, Dou Zhen closed his computer with a satisfied smile.
The next second, Bao An’s secretary came looking for him.
"What is it?"
He looked at the secretary with impatience and disdain.
Dou Zhen had a sharp eye; he could tell at a glance that the relationship between Bao An and this woman wasn’t normal.
He hated that sort of thing more than anything, so he found the secretary repulsive to his very core.
But he was in a position where he had to bow to circumstances. If he wanted to make money, he had to endure it.
"The president wants to see you."
The secretary’s face was grim.
This man had stirred up trouble time and time again for no reason, and Bao An was furious.

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