Feeling insulted for being criticized for free, Xi Rubao wanted to rush up and reason with them.

Wu Qianman quickly grabbed her and whispered, "Bao Bao, don’t be impulsive, leave some room for maneuver in everything."

Xi Rubao couldn’t swallow this: "They’re blatantly doing it now, dragging our failures online and then making money offline while dragging us again, shamelessly. Why should I leave them any face or room?"

"What’s the fuss about? If you want to make trouble, get out." A senior heard this, looked over, and scolded.

Seeing it was Xi Rubao and others, the senior paused for a second, then sneered and gossiped with other seniors: "Hey, hey, hey, remember this little punk, those who were so arrogant recently and wouldn’t let us post our posters? At the time, I thought they were amazing, but they turned out just so-so. Our Mr. Wu’s poster on the big screen is still pervasive everywhere, how could a few country bumpkins like them stop it?"

"Ah, I remember, isn’t that Wu Qianman, always threatening people with a compass? Thought she’d really kill someone, but what’s the use of cleaning up her reputation online now? Anyway, she can’t act in ’Chang Er’ anymore; the leading actress was groomed by our Mr. Wu; she’s just waiting to fall into obsolescence!"

"Speaking of that, they really live in a well, not knowing how powerful our Mr. Wu is. ’Chang Er’ owes its current hype entirely to Mr. Wu, what does Qianshan count for, eh? If someone else writes the script, Mr. Wu might be even more popular."

"Qianshan is so outdated, always hosting free fan meetings, lacking any class, lowering our Mr. Wu’s taste, not working with such artists for the next show."

"Yeah, even that Empire Building billboard was sponsored by our Minister Li. Does that Qianshan have such capability?"

"OMG, sponsored by Ruijia? Ruijia is amazing!"

"Of course, people under our Mr. Wu are formidable, aren’t they..."

The seniors’ blatant chatter was especially jarring.

Xi Rubao bit her lip until it almost bled: "Damn it, Li Ruijia paid for Wu Yongjian’s billboard? Where does a student get that kind of money? Damn, it’s from reporting her mom’s crimes and getting ninety million in insurance money! Spending such money chasing stars, is there no shame?"

Although Li Meilian wasn’t a good person, having just testified about her biological mother’s crime in the morning and lavishly spending money to boost a star’s position in the afternoon, Li Ruijia’s actions shattered people’s moral compass even more.

"Li Ruijia, aren’t you afraid of karma?!" Xi Rubao still couldn’t help but shout out loud.

Losing herself in everyone’s flattery, Li Ruijia turned her head back, scoffed dismissively: "Karma? Are you brainless? They say there’s no ghost or heaven in this world, everyone survives on their own skills. I have the skill to make money, why should you care? Karma, what a joke, you poor and ignorant countryside folks are the biggest karma, haha!"

Her answer was so confidently and proudly brazen that even the fiery Little Cannon Xi Rubao found herself speechless.

Disbelieving in ghosts is one thing, but how could someone package their own shameless acts so refreshingly and as if they’re entirely justified?

Infuriating.

Really infuriating!

Finally catching her breath, just about to continue reasoning.

Li Ruijia and others suddenly received some news, their expressions changed, turned their heads away, and huddled together to check their phones.

"Oh my, which bastard leaked the info, smearing my Mr.?"

"Quickly, this smear needs to be removed."

"Send money to take down the hot search, isn’t this obvious?"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"