Boss Is Reborn After Everyone's Betrayal!

She didn’t want to be the ‘Little Ding Shan’ who was called a fake under the halo of Ding Shan!

Chen Tong’s eyes were burning with madness. She turned to look at her assistant and said in a hoarse voice, “There’s no need to continue with my data collection.”

Chen Tong knew that it was useless even if her fans continued to create numbers. Her fake numbers were simply laughable compared to Ding Shan’s current popularity.

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Hearing Chen Tong says there was no need to continue with the data, the assistant was stunned for a moment. Then, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, Chen Tong said in a gloomy tone, “Get a portion of them to spread negative news about Ding Shan on the internet, and the rest to pretend to be Ding Shan’s fans.

In the online battle between the fans of celebrities, there was a very sinister tactic: to let one’s own fans pretend to be the other party’s fans. These fake fans would go to many posts and make extremely arrogant and despotic remarks.

By spreading nasty rumors, they would destroy everyone’s good impression of this celebrity and attract hatred for her.

There were many fake fans in the entertainment industry. Some celebrities’ fan clubs would even set up accounts to do this.

Hearing that Chen Tong also wanted to use such a tactic to defame Ding Shan, the assistant hesitated for a moment and tried to persuade Chen Tong, “Sister Chen, should we discuss this with sister Bing first? There’s a risk in doing this.”

“Are you my assistant or Du Bing’s assistant? Now, you don’t even listen to me?” Chen Tong was already annoyed, but when she heard what the assistant said, she was furious. She slapped the assistant’s face and said fiercely, “What’s wrong? Are you looking down on me now? You’re happy to see me make a fool of me, aren’t you? I’m going to deal with Ding Shan, and you’re trying to stop me. Why do I feel like you’re more like a fan of Ding Shan’s?”

The more Chen Tong spoke, the angrier she got. She grabbed the assistant’s hair.

The assistant was in so much pain that tears were falling. She desperately tried to explain and beg for mercy. “I didn’t mean it that way. Sister Chen, don’t be angry. I’ll go and arrange it now!”

Chen Zhao sneered and pointed at the assistant’s nose. “Do it cleanly, and don’t let Du Bing know about this. Also, when you talk to me in the future, use your brain. If I find out that you have other thoughts …”

“Sister Chen, I know I was wrong. I will not tell sister Bing!” The assistant promised as she wiped away her tears.

On the other side, Yin Hui was sitting on the sofa eating beef brisket noodles with tomatoes delivered by take-out. After a busy day, this was the first meal he had today.

‘Idol Creation Camp’ officially announced the five mentors on Weibo today. To Yin Hui, this was a big event. The popularity of the mentors would directly determine whether his program would be famous after it was broadcast.

Therefore, he had been busy with this matter the entire day, confirming all the details.

“Old Xiang, you’re brilliant. You asked me to arrange for someone to leak the news that there’s a fifth coach on the program, and as expected, the netizens became curious. I’ve looked at the real-time popularity chart. After I posted this, the number of people participating in the discussion increased by 9%! Old Xiang, I love you so much!” Yin Hui was sweating profusely. After eating, he wiped his mouth, raised his head, and excitedly said to Xiang Hong.

The room was filled with the smell of beef brisket noodles with tomatoes. Xiang Hong stood up in disgust and opened the window.

A cold wind blew. Xiang Hong stood in front of the window with his hands in his pockets. “There’s no need to be touched. I didn’t do it for you.”

Yin Hui rolled his eyes and kept his touched expression. “Yes, yes, yes. How could you be so good to me? If it weren’t for Ding Shan, you probably wouldn’t even watch my variety show. Hmph! We’ve been friends for so many years, yet I can’t even compare to a woman you’ve just met!”

Just met? A trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Hong’s mouth.

He did not just get to know Ding Shan; they had long been connected by the God of fate’s red string.

“Don’t use such a jealous tone; it’s disgusting.” In terms of the evil tongue, Xiang Hong had never disappointed anyone.