The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: 055 Speed of Light Slap in the Face [2 Updates]

The first image is the login times of each marketing account.

The second image is the IP addresses.

The third image is a snippet of chat log from a WeChat group.

There are a few hundred people in the WeChat group, one of whose avatars sent this message:

[“Received notification, tonight at 9:30 PM, everyone should carry #Wealthy Family Dog Blood, Niece Seduces Uncle?#, #Rebellion! Ying Family’s Foster Daughter Dares to Bite the Hand That Feeds!#, #Heartache for Ying Luwei# and these several topics, here are the drafts and images, post them immediately.”]

Below was a sea of “Received.”

It is worthy of note that the name of this WeChat group is embedded with the words “Qiqian Media.”

And Qiqian Media is exactly the music company that signed Ying Luwei.

Of course, as Shanghai City’s number one socialite and rich lady, Ying Luwei’s relationship with Qiqian Media is naturally not like other singers in the entertainment circle.

Qiqian Media is only responsible for handling the sale of concert tickets for Ying Luwei and some offline activities, which could be said to be a tool company that serves Ying Luwei.

The memory of netizens lasts no more than three days; most have forgotten that it was the “@Call Me Invincible Hero” account that clarified Ying Luwei was not the one pushed down by Ying Zijin.

But a few remembered.

[“Here it comes, Invincible Bro is at it again.”]

[“Damn, how did Invincible Bro get the internal group records of Qiqian Media?”]

[“My guess is Invincible Bro is a super awesome hacker.”]

[“So, in fact, was this incident self-directed and self-performed by Ying Luwei? First, let her own fans post pictures, to be misunderstood as Sister Ying seducing Jiang Moyuan, then have the marketing accounts post coordinated articles together and hit the hot search to sell a sob story and solidify her fan base? This… This isn’t just a white lotus anymore, this is manipulative scheming, right?”]

[“Tsk tsk, suddenly I feel sorry for Ying Luwei’s fans, look at what you’ve been supporting.”]

[“I’m in love with Invincible Bro, the very definition of someone who tears apart white lotus and green-tea b****es, I was almost deceived by Ying Luwei. Thank goodness, thank goodness. I always thought her piano playing was so-so, what’s with setting up a beautiful woman persona.”]

The “@Call Me Invincible Hero” Weibo post quickly also topped the hot search list, and naturally, Ying Luwei’s fans couldn’t pretend to be blind and not see it.

The ones who didn’t unfollow were the die-hard fans, still firmly believing in Ying Luwei.

[“How many times have I said it, Luwei doesn’t know anything, it’s normal for Luwei to love her brother-in-law so much and be upset seeing the photos, right? Besides, netizens don’t know that Qiqian Media is simply a company seeking to ride the hype wave; without Luwei, who would even know about this small company?”]

[“Exactly, with this, you can prove it’s related to Luwei? What a joke.”]

[“Moreover, our Luwei is a pianist, a pianist! She’s not a flowery star; she doesn’t partake in entertainment circle shenanigans, thank you.”]

Even with fans arguing with reason, they still couldn’t prevent the initial collapse of Ying Luwei’s passerby fanbase.

The agent saw this too, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply: “Now we’re truly in trouble, but it’s still solvable. Anyway, it’s not just you under Qiqian Media, we can push someone else out to take the fall.”

Upon hearing these words, Ying Luwei’s complexion, white as paper, regained some color: “Will they believe it?”

“Don’t worry, the internet has a memory, but netizens don’t,” said the agent. “They will forget after a while, you just need to focus on your concerts for the next few months, and your popularity with the general public will eventually return.”

He sighed: “But this time, the losses are indeed too great.”

Ying Luwei nodded stiffly, her heart still quivering with fear.

Who exactly had she offended?

Why was she being targeted like this?

Ying Luwei bit her lip, her eyes dimming.

**

[“Damn it, as the boss of the Anonymous Hackers Alliance, I have to be at your beck and call every day, pay up next time!”]

Fu Yunshen looked at the message from a certain hacker, his eyebrows raised.

He set his phone aside, his slender fingers resting on his teacup: “Yaoyao, what made you think of me today?”

Ying Zijin did not respond.