Chapter 463 - Secret Conversation (2/2)

Su Li started to recite the phrase silently as she sipped on the water.

“I still need to run some errands. You should call Miss Luo to come here and take care of you,” Xiao Luo said. He ruffled Su Xiaobei’s hair and walked out of the apartment.

“Xiao Luo, the person who hacked into those popular news platforms and wiped the negative news about me, was that you?” Su Li asked him as he was walking out the door.

Xiao Luo stopped, turned around, and smiled. “Nah, I don’t have that kind of skill,” he said.

He denied it outright. Those companies had already called the cops, and undoubtedly, they would soon come to Su Li with questions. So, keeping Su Li out of the loop was for the best.

Su Li sighed faintly. “Seems like I am overthinking, how on earth could he be the super-hacker?” she mumbled to herself.

Xiao Luo saw Su Li lowering her head, so he didn’t say anything else and left without looking back.

The moment he closed the door on Su Li’s apartment, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and his body gave out a cold, icy aura. When he saw Su Li sprawled on the floor unconscious, he hit the roof.

***

“This conflict on the internet is really juicy, let’s see how that b.i.t.c.h, Su Li, pulls through this time!”

A middle-aged man was sitting in front of a coffee table in a private residence, scrolling through Weibo while drinking tea. He wore a pair of golden frame gla.s.ses and had a center-parting hairstyle. He was wearing a loose mandarin jacket, looking like a translator working for a foreign devil.

The man sitting across the coffee table was quite skinny. He was rat-faced, had sunken, s.h.i.+fty eyes, and a cunning look—the word, “sly,” immediately came to mind when one saw him. After listening to what the middle-aged man said, he laughed and said, “Oh, dear Old Jia, what did Su Li do to p.i.s.s you off, why did you corner her like that?”

The middle-aged man was Jia Zhengyi!

“Do you know about the war of words between me and someone with the handle, ‘San Qian Luo Shui,’ on Weibo?” Jia Zhengyi appeared agitated as he raised his voice in response.

“Of course, everyone in the entertainment industry knows about that.”

“Rumor has it that ‘San Qian Luo Shui’ is the CEO of the Luo’s Workshop in Jiangcheng, he monopolizes the baking industry of the Jiangcheng,” the skinny man said.

“We’re now talking about Su Li, that b.i.t.c.h, why are you changing the subject to Jiangcheng? You have no idea what happened,” Jia Zhengyi said, “I was doing fine at first, gonna use the momentum of public opinion to gain in popularity, but then, that b.i.t.c.h suddenly popped up and liked San Qian Luo Shui’s post.”

And because of that, those r.e.t.a.r.ded fans of hers started to attack me, causing the slanging match to escalate. I was subsequently benched by the platform. If I didn’t have some savings, I might already be out on the streets, begging for food!”

Enlightened, the skinny man nodded. “Ah, I see, then it all makes sense now,” he said.

Jia Zhengyi gulped down his tea in a somewhat exaggerated way and sneered, “That b*tch is my nemesis. Now that the tables are turned, she’s the one who’s in big trouble, and I am so thrilled, or else I wouldn’t be inviting you over for tea today.”

“Old Jia, you are not asking me to come all the way here only for tea, are you? Don’t you have something else to say?” The skinny man laughed as his sly eyes glanced around fleetingly.

Jia Zhengyi’s eyes were red with vengeful fury as he clenched his wrist and said, “Since we’re already on that topic, I’ll quit beating around the bush. I’d like to ask your team to write some negative articles about that b.i.t.c.h, I’m gonna make her life a living h.e.l.l, and I want this whole affair to blow up!”

The skinny man was startled briefly, but he then chuckled and said, “This is what my team and I do best. Within a day, the mobile social media service, social networking sites, and other platforms on the internet will be flooded with Su Li’s scandalous articles. But this is business, you gotta show some good faith when you’re doing business, right?”

There was an evident look of greed in his eyes.

BAM!

Jia Zhengyi took out a heavy envelope from his jacket pocket and threw it on the coffee table. He raised his hand, stretching out his five fingers, and said, “This amount is in that envelope; it is the down payment, and when you get the job done, you’ll get another payment of the same amount, what do you think?”

The skinny man took the envelope, opened it, and scanned through the content. He laughed and said, “Old Jia is generous, as usual. Great, consider it done!”

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