Sun Yuan answered defiantly, "Lin Fang, don't question my professional integrity. You may have won, but I'm not giving up that easily!"
That was right. A man had to keep his word. Even if he knew he couldn't win, he still had to show his paymasters that their money hadn't gone to waste-that he, Sun Yuan, had pulled out all the stops buying online trolls to steer public opinion.
It wasn't that he was incompetent. His opponent was simply too strong!
As a veteran public intellectual, he knew full well that when a controversial issue blurred the lines between right and wrong, victory didn't depend on who made the better argument, but on who had more people...
He had thought he could hold his own against Lin Fang. Instead, he had suffered a crushing defeat in just half a day, all because she had fought dirty and mobilized the two largest online armies on Tieba!
"Sun Yuan, for the sake of our old friendship, let me give you some advice. Digging in your heels won't do you any good. Ruining your reputation by speaking up for someone like Wen Mosheng is even less worthwhile. As a journalist, as someone with morals and a conscience, you should know what money you can earn and what money you shouldn't touch."
Lin Fang offered her earnest advice.
"You've changed, Lin Fang!" Sun Yuan fell silent for a few seconds before speaking heavily.
In fact, he had noticed over the past few years that Lin Fang's approach was gradually changing. At first, her attacks on social ills and her efforts to speak for ordinary people might have seemed like the usual image-building and tactics employed by public intellectuals like them. But after one incident after another, it became clear that Lin Fang genuinely upheld