Shangguan Qing paid no attention to her own actions. Faced with her assistant's teary eyes, Shangguan Qing angrily roared, "How could it not be taken down! What have you been doing?"
The assistant lowered her head, timidly daring not to speak.
After a while, Shangguan Qing calmed down and asked again, "What about the paid commenters you were told to buy?"
Upon hearing this, the assistant swallowed and lowered her head even further, stammering, "Sister Shangguan, that... for some reason, the negative comments the paid commenters wrote couldn't be posted. I tried several paid commenter agencies, but none of them could do it. I..."
Shangguan Qing: "......Heh......"
Hearing this, Shangguan Qing's face contorted, her brows furrowed as if they were etched by a mountain range. She almost couldn't stop herself from erupting into a tirade again.
Shangguan Qing clenched her fists tightly, not even feeling the pain as her fingernails dug into her flesh.
Ten minutes later.
Shangguan Qing took out her phone and dialed a number. She said something to the person on the other end.
After hanging up, Shangguan Qing looked at herself in the mirror on the dressing table, narrowed her eyes, and then suddenly turned to her assistant, saying, "Send me the contact numbers of those paid commenter studios."
The assistant was stunned for a moment. She opened her mouth, wanting to remind Shangguan Qing of something, but then she thought of something and silently closed her mouth.
In the end, the assistant sent Shangguan Qing the numbers of a few paid commenter studios they had worked with.
Seeing the phone numbers on her phone, Shangguan Qing dialed them without a second thought.
Ring... Ring... Ring...
The call rang twice before being answered.
A rough male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello! Who are you looking for?"
Shangguan Qing was so startled by the sudden shout that she almost dropped her phone.
After regaining her composure, Shangguan Qing said to the person on the phone with a clear conscience, "Are you Ba Yu Studio?"
The person on the other end was stunned and asked, "Yes, what's wrong? Do you have something to reveal?"
Shangguan Qing raised her hand, glanced indifferently at her newly done nails, and curved her lips slightly. She said, "Of course! You know about Wen Mingli who's been trending online recently, right? I have some dirt on her. Are you interested?"
Hearing this, the man on the other end raised his eyebrows and said with great interest, "Oh~ what kind of dirt is it? The price is negotiable."
Upon hearing this.
Shangguan Qing's smile deepened. "You must have seen the video online, right? Actually, the two people in the surveillance footage are Wen Mingli and her assistant. This whole thing is just a performance staged by Wen Mingli herself."
The man on the other end: "Why should I believe you? Do you have evidence?"
Shangguan Qing: "Of course. I'll send the evidence to your email later. Remember to check it!"
With that, Shangguan Qing hung up the phone.
Not long after.
Shangguan Qing's phone buzzed again.
Shangguan Qing picked up her phone, opened her email, and clicked on an unread message.
She saw that the email contained a video recording.
Shangguan Qing clicked on the video, and soon two figures appeared in the frame. The camera slowly zoomed in, revealing two familiar faces – Wen Mingli and her assistant, Azhi.
After the two-minute video finished playing, Shangguan Qing's lips curved into a satisfied smile. She then sent the video to Ba Yu Studio without hesitation.