"You don't just have fucking itchy fingers-you've got a head full of shit!" Bao Lingxin felt as though a hundred grass-mud horses were stampeding through her mind as she roared in the corridor, abandoning all decorum.
She had swallowed every scrap of pride, bowing and scraping as she apologized here, and had finally been on the verge of putting the matter behind her. Then Yu Jingxuan's brainless meddling had landed them in this enormous mess, not only undoing all her efforts but bringing even bigger trouble down on them.
Before, they had only offended Zhou Yi's friends. Now this self-destructive bastard had gone straight for Zhou Yi himself!
"Baby, what am I supposed to do now?" Yu Jingxuan was utterly panic-stricken, his limbs numb and his mind blank.
He had always subconsciously felt that he and the so-called "Director Zhou" belonged to two different worlds. The man operated in officialdom, while he worked in entertainment. No matter how deadly the Officialdom Killer was, he couldn't get to him, so he had never felt much fear or reverence.
But after his moment of reckless stupidity, when that provocative reply was exposed, he saw screens full of mockery and abuse drowning out every comment from his fans and paid trolls. Countless ordinary users, Zhou Yi's fans, and his rival's fans had united to overrun the comment sections of all his Weibo posts, including his "Apology statement" and "Yu Jingxuan roughly shoved by airport security" posts. Only then did he realize, in terror, how disastrously he had underestimated Director Zhou's enormous influence online!
And that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was that he had just learned that his greatest source of support, Bao Lingxin, didn't even dare offend Zhou Yi's friends and was apologizing to them right now!
Yet he