The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot - Chapter 54

Chapter 54: 052 became the joke of the whole internet [1 update]

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More importantly, the official fan club ID for Ying Luwei was followed by several other fan IDs.

This proves that all these Weibo accounts are operated by one person.

A long image listed, without exception, fans of Ying Luwei, totaling three to four thousand.

These accounts were at the forefront of the verbal battle, with exceptionally intense and abusive language.

But that’s not all.

Fearing that some fans might not understand due to their lack of experience, West Wind Law Firm posted another Weibo update.

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[@West Wind Law Firm V: To put it simply, if you have a criminal record, in Hua Country, you won’t be employed by public institutions, banks, or state-owned enterprises; forget about becoming civil servants, lawyers, or judges. Young people, this is your so-called “youthful ignorance” [smile]]

Due to “youthful ignorance,” thinking it’s no big deal, so you recklessly hurl insults and dox a girl under the age of eighteen.

Two consecutive Weibo posts struck like a heavy blow to the head, leaving the fans’ minds buzzing, a complete blank, even incapable of writing comments.

Like a bolt from the blue.

Unlike the fans, onlookers had always adopted a popcorn-eating attitude.

After seeing the turn of events, they also clicked in to watch the videos.

[Hahaha, I can’t, I’m dying of laughter. So Jiang Moyuan thought the sister liked him and that’s why he approached her? Isn’t this just the epitome of a greasy old man?]

[The sister is too good-tempered. If it were me, I’d have slapped him several times to wake him up.]

[No hate, just speaking the truth, but with her looks, Jiang Moyuan really isn’t at her level.]

[The sister is only seventeen, at the prime of her youth, with her beauty those courting her probably line up all the way to the Equator, right? Why bother with an old man? Can Ying Luwei’s fans wise up? Do you really think your brother-in-law is a treasure to the whole world?]

The clarifying Weibo from Ying Zijin instantly turned the two posts from Ying Luwei and Ying Corporation into a complete joke.

There were also keen-eyed people who noticed the deliberate timing.

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Someone immediately went to mock both parties below their posts.

[So what are you trying to imply? That you’ve decided the sister seduced your fiancé? Have you watched the video? Feeling slapped in the face?]

[To be honest, I feel embarrassed for you. Although she’s not your biological niece, she did donate blood to you, right? Your fans say you treat the sister well, is this it? Is this it?]

[Intentionally trying to pin the seduction label on the sister, so disgusting, what kind of rare lotus demon were you in your past life?]

Under the official Weibo of Ying Corporation, the cheering voices of Ying Luwei’s fans have now been drowned out by comments from onlookers.

[Please stay away from the sister. She was about to donate blood for you, and now you’re morally blackmailing her. So much for being a major clan, have some shame.]

[I’ve made up my mind, I’ll follow Ying Luwei’s fans’ example; I’ll boycott all products from Ying enterprises, who knows if the money will end up in Ying Luwei’s pocket.]

[Take me with you, upstairs. We are good, honest citizens, we don’t curse, we just state facts.]

After finishing their mockery, the bystanders grew interested and clicked on @PleaseDoNotDisturb for the Elderly, starting to browse through Ying Zijin’s posts from the past days.

Excerpts taken from @PleaseDoNotDisturb for the Elderly’s Weibo:

February 25th:

[Spicy crayfish is so delicious. Three pounds just isn’t enough.]

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Picture: a large bowl of crayfish.

February 28th:

[Retirement life is over. School uniforms are so ugly.]

Picture: Verdant High School uniform and a hand.

March 1st:

[Chocolate, cucumber-flavored chips, spicy strips, heard this is called the happy water of the housebound.]

Picture: lots of snacks.

March 3rd:

[Silly kids, having so much fun.]

Picture: Verdant High School playground and a group of students playing ball.

March 4th:

[Went to the pet store again, thought about buying a pig.]

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Photo attached, a little pink pig.

Completely unexpected style that caught everyone off guard: “…”

[Wait wait wait, watching the video shows a cool and reserved girl, the tough and taciturn type, so why is her daily Weibo unexpectedly kind of cute?]

[Assessment complete, little sister is a foodie.]

[Contrast cute, it hits me right in the feels, today I’m going to become one of Sister’s fans.]

This is some kind of divine girl, they’re all fans now!

**

Public opinion online had completely flipped, even more intensely than before.

[Other fan bases at most ask for a hammer and get hammered, this is the first time I’ve seen asking for a lawsuit and getting one. How’s it feel, Ying Luwei fans?]

[Support Sister in suing them to death, it’s not the first time, as a bystander I’ve watched at least five times this year, is cyberbullying fun?]

[That said, you’re not aware of what West Wind Law Firm is, are you? Let me, a native of the Imperial Capital, educate you. Since its establishment, West Wind Law Firm has never lost a case and always makes the other party bleed heavily and get punished. Congratulations to Ying Luwei’s fans, your wish has come true.]

Ying Luwei’s fans were now in complete panic.

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Given such a detailed briefing, how could they not understand the severity of the situation?

Their previous aggression was gone, as one by one they lowered their stance and started sending private messages to Ying Zijin.

[Sister, I didn’t mean it, I can’t have a criminal record, I really want to take the public service exam in the future [crying]]

[Sister, we were also unaware of the truth, didn’t mean any harm, begging for forgiveness, begging for the lawsuit to be dropped [kneeling][kneeling]]

[Sister, I’m only sixteen [sobbing], you can’t do this to me.]

Reading these comments, Xiu Yu sneered, “What took you so long? If you had set it off after the event, after you insulted people so disgustingly, and all those who posted pictures, what if Daddy Ying had a weak heart and ended up in the hospital?”

She retweeted a fan’s comment.

[@It’sYourSisterYuV: She hasn’t even turned seventeen yet, who are you calling ‘Sister’? Why should she forgive you?]

Jiang Ran was rather puzzled, “Why such a big reaction?”

He thought it would at most clear her name, but hadn’t expected such a turn-around.

“The golden rule for public relations is 24 hours.” Ying Zijin peeled chestnuts for herself, seemingly indifferent, “If it’s over that time it’s too late, if it’s too brief the public opinion doesn’t ferment enough. The harder they pressed initially, the stronger my counter will be now.”

That was exactly the effect she wanted.

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Xiu Yu tossed aside her phone, swept her arm grandly, “Come on, Daddy Ying, I’m treating you to barbecue.”

**

Jiang Corporation.

The secretary looked at Weibo, his hands shaking, barely able to hold his phone steady.

He kept glancing toward the closed conference room door, not daring to go in and report the situation.

Jiang Moyuan did have a Weibo account, but the secretary was managing it and didn’t post daily updates, just retweets of the company’s business.

Now, the comments and private messages under Jiang Moyuan’s Weibo were all mockery from the public, the surprisingly polite kind.

The secretary had never imagined things would turn out this way.

Because there was no clarification, Jiang Moyuan had become the laughing stock of the netizens.

Swallowing hard, the secretary dialed a number, his voice trembling, “Miss Luwei, have you, have you seen Weibo yet?”

When Ying Luwei got this call, she had just finished a massage.

She smiled, pleased, “No, I haven’t. I’ll check it now.”

Without seeming to care that the secretary might have something more to say, she hung up the phone.

Ying Luwei took out a lipstick and opened Weibo.