Feng Zhijue became more and more frightened as he listened.
Because these people are basically the most important celebrities in his Qianqiu Media.
Some are top niche students of the new generation, some are acting stars with high status in the entertainment industry, and some are music godmothers in the entertainment industry...
In short, each of them is a very important figure in various circles of the entertainment industry.
In the company, he is a very important presence.
Even in normal times, he would be heartbroken if he lost one of them.
But today, there were actually so many people, all of whom had a thunderbolt, and it was still the kind of thunder that had absolutely no chance of recovery.
This is an extremely heavy blow to Feng Zhijue and Qianqiu Media.
Feng Zhijue's body trembled slightly, and his fists gradually tightened.
"Check! Check it for me quickly! Who is behind all this!"
"Our Qianqiu Media has suddenly been so miserable. It is absolutely impossible that only one force is involved."
"Look at this, several other big companies in the entertainment industry are working together to mess with me! Are they trying to kill each other, right? I don't believe I can't defeat you!"
When the secretary heard this, he bit his lip and said, "Then... what should I do now?"
"Do we just want to find out who is behind it? Our company's artists..."
Feng Zhijue's eyes suddenly became annoyed, and he directly picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it.
"Are you a fucking idiot? You've been following me for so long and you don't understand anything?"
"You don't know how to do crisis public relations? Send me a notice first! Tell the public that we have issued a lawyer's letter to these groundless rumors."
"Then, go and incite their fans, and then ask some people who are not particularly violent to make an apology video to attract some firepower first."
"If there are a few other things that are particularly serious, just suppress them first! Remember, the whole network is going to block them!"
After hearing this, the secretary nodded and left.
"Okay, okay! Mr. Feng, I'll do it right away, I'll do it right away."
After the secretary left, Feng Zhijue gritted his teeth and his eyes became extremely complicated.
Just when he was about to do something, he saw Lu Feng looking in his direction with a face full of teasing.
Feng Zhijue was stunned for a moment and said coldly: "What the hell are you looking at? Even if I have such bad luck, I still have the ability to kill you!"
Lu Feng suddenly smiled and said: "Now it's just your company's accounts that are under investigation, and the company's popular artist has been exposed."
"You don't think that things will end here, do you?"
Hearing this, Feng Zhijue was stunned for a moment and had not yet reacted.
His cell phone rang.
…
Beihai, in a large commercial plaza.
This was originally one of the most lively areas in Beihai, and there were a lot of people spending money here on weekdays, making it a well-deserved popular shop.
But today, the atmosphere here is a bit weird.
People shopping in the mall seemed to suddenly notice something. The crowd dispersed suddenly, looking at the large number of people who suddenly walked into the mall with some fear.
These people were all wearing black suits and carrying baseball bats, iron bars and other things in their hands.
He looked menacing and full of evil spirits.
The leader of this group was a man with a sinister expression.
After seeing this scene, the mall security guards gathered around, but their eyes were full of fear, as if they wanted to do it but didn't dare.
The man glanced around the venue and said slowly: "Everyone... don't be afraid. We are not here today to engage in terrorism."
"Our targets are only a few shops here, here, and here on the first floor, and a few shops there, there, and there on the second floor. You should stay away. Everyone in the shops, as well as the waiters, Come out to me too."
"I'll give you three minutes. After three minutes... I will take action."
After hearing these words, the faces of everyone in the mall changed slightly, and some couldn't help but speak.
"What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of being arrested? Isn't it too lawless?"
"That's right! Do you know that the boss behind those shops is Feng Zhijue, the boss of Qianqiu Media!"
Hearing this, the man immediately looked over.
"Oh! It's indeed him. It seems I was right."
"In that case, I'm too lazy to wait for three minutes...Brothers! Do it!"
Hearing his words, the people in black suits behind him immediately rushed out from where they were and ran towards the shops he just pointed out.
After rushing into the store, he smashed it like crazy.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"..."
The dull sound was endless, which made people feel a little frightened, and screams suddenly sounded in the mall.
However, these people didn't care and only focused on smashing things like crazy.
…
"boom!"
Feng Zhijue slammed the table and stood up from his seat.
"What did you say? Someone destroyed all the shops I invested in?"
"Where's the gold shop?! Where's the luxury store? It's gone?"
Feng Zhijue's body continued to tremble, and his lips began to tremble.
A series of things happened that made him a little frightened.
The tax bureau raided and inspected, his popular artists' scandals were exposed, and the stores he invested in were smashed.
Feng Zhijue gradually realized all of this.
Behind this incident, there must be an extremely powerful person targeting him.
Just as his thoughts were racing, there was another knock on the door.
Feng Zhijue gritted his teeth and said, "Come in!"
The next second, his secretary pushed the door open again.
The expression on his face was extremely pale.
"Mr. Feng, something went wrong, something went wrong..."
The secretary's face was really frightened, and the hand holding the tablet was trembling.
Feng Zhijue became increasingly uneasy and could only cover up the fear in his heart with incompetent rage.
"Tell me! You're riding a horse! Do you have to be so stained?"
"If there's anything going on with him, tell me right away! Don't f*cking hesitate here!"
The secretary bit his lip and said, "Mr. Feng, we have just asked the public relations department to do what you asked."
"But none of those marketing accounts or official accounts are willing to accept our benefits and then withdraw what they posted."
"Instead, we had a private chat with their publicist, and some of them even sent it out."
"Now... now people on the Internet are not just attacking our company's artists, they are also targeting us!"
"Mr. Feng, what should we do now?"
