Yuncheng County First People's Hospital, Special Care Ward.
On the bright window sill, there are delicate lilies in the vase, and the lockers are filled with various nutritional products, and those that cannot be placed are piled in the corner.
Chen Youkun was lying on the bed wearing a hospital gown, taking a sip of cigarette, drinking a sip of Coke, and leisurely scrolling through his mobile phone.
When he saw a video, his brows suddenly frowned.
The video was full of joy. A middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie was giving awards to a row of people, and the young man standing in position C and receiving a 50,000 yuan bonus was the guy who punched himself in the river.
Didn’t dad say that he wanted to vent his anger and teach this kid a lesson? Why was he not only fine, but also went on stage to receive the award?
Seeing Ye Ming's bright smile, Chen Youkun suddenly became furious and threw the iPhone he just bought to the ground.
"Who made my dear brother angry again?"
The door to the ward opened, and Chen Yourong walked in with a smile.
Chen Youkun said angrily: "Dad said he would teach the guy who hit me a lesson, but not only was he fine, that old guy Yao Tianming even awarded him a bravery award and a bonus of 50,000 yuan!"
Chen Yourong sneered: "What do I think it is? Isn't it because dad didn't help you vent your anger? If you have the ability, go teach that guy yourself, why don't you do it better than others who help you vent your anger and relieve your hatred?"
Chen Youkun nodded with deep understanding: "I will send someone to teach that boy a lesson right now!"
After saying this, I went to touch my phone, but then I remembered that I had broken the phone.
Chen Yourong sighed and said, "Brother, besides using violence, can you think of any other way to teach others a lesson? We are a family of senior officials after all, and solving problems with violence is what vulgar people do!"
Chen Youkun was speechless for a moment. Even though he was a few years older than his sister, in terms of strategy, he was not even one-tenth as good as her sister.
"Good sister, what do you think we should do to give that boy the severest punishment?"
Chen Yourong crossed his arms over his chest and looked at his brother with a smile without saying anything.
Chen Youkun looked embarrassed: "Five thousand is enough, right? I've spent more than fifty thousand this month, and it's already exceeded. I really can't afford any more!"
Chen Yourong rolled his eyes, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll give you a friendship price this time!"
Chen Youkun nodded quickly and asked eagerly: "Good sister, whatever you say, my brother will listen to you!"
Chen Yourong said: "To teach a person a lesson does not necessarily require the use of force. Now is the Internet age. Have you never heard of cyber violence? We can manipulate the direction of Internet public opinion to discredit that guy and make him more miserable than death.
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Chen Youkun immediately gave a thumbs up: "My sister is really tall! My brother is willing to be inferior to me, but how can I control the public opinion on the Internet?"
Chen Yourong shook his head and sighed, thinking that they were both born to the same parents, so why were their IQs so different?
"Let me do this for you, but it will cost you a little money."
When Chen Youkun heard that he was spending money again, he suddenly had a bitter look on his face. But in order to take revenge, he let out the bad breath in his heart and just spend some money!
Chen Youkun had no cash on him and his mobile phone was broken, so he could only ask his sister to pay for it, then exchange the mobile phone and transfer it to her later.
Chen Yourong was not worried about his brother defaulting on his debt. After agreeing, he took out his mobile phone and opened the chat software.
When Chen Yourong was playing games, he met several Internet trolls, and this person was from Yuncheng County.
Chen Yourong sent an emoticon, and the other party quickly replied with something.
Chen Yourong: "Insect under the lamp, I have something to ask you for help."
The insect under the lamp: "What's going on?"
Chen Yourong: "I want to use Internet public opinion to teach a person a lesson and ruin his reputation!"
The insect under the lamp: "Ten thousand yuan, I'll help you get it!"
Chen Yourong: "It's too expensive. Can six thousand be enough?"
The insect under the lamp: "Since we are friends, I will give you a 20% discount. This is the lowest price. If it doesn't work, you can find someone else."
Chen Yourong looked at his brother with a puzzled look on his face: "People say this job is more difficult and costs 20,000 yuan in labor fees."
"What? So many!"
Chen Youkun exclaimed in shock, his living expenses were only 50,000 yuan a month, and now he had to spend almost half of it. How would he live in the future?
Chen Yourong said quickly: "Brother, don't worry, we are very familiar with each other. I negotiated with him on the price. He said he would charge 15,000 yuan. It can't be any less. Otherwise, we will have to hire someone else."
After a pause, Chen Yourong added: "I am a high-level Internet public opinion master. You know what happened at the swimming pool a few days ago? They were the ones who did it."
Chen Youkun has also heard about this incident. It probably happened that a junior high school boy accidentally touched a woman in the swimming pool, and the other woman’s husband slapped the boy. The boy’s family posted the video online, and netizens started to take advantage of it.
Exposing the couple.
The woman lost her job, suffered from depression, and committed suicide late at night while her family was asleep.
Later, some netizens uncovered the original video. The junior high school student secretly touched someone's buttocks and insulted women. Her husband was so angry that he took action.
Although the truth was revealed, the woman paid a heavy price with her life, while the boy's family only pretended to apologize online without paying a single price.
This is the power of the Internet. It can turn white into black and disguise bad guys as victims. Even if they are exposed, they don't have to bear any consequences.
Chen Yourong said proudly: "This matter was done by Lamp Chong'er and his team. They are professionals. Don't worry, brother, the money is definitely worth it!"
Chen Youkun became excited, and he hurriedly urged his sister to send Ye Ming's photos and information to the other party. He couldn't wait for Ye Ming to commit suicide due to depression after being bullied online.
Ye Ming had no idea that he was being plotted against, but he was happily choosing his favorite car at the car dealership.
Ye Ming is now a member of the wealthy generation with a net worth of tens of millions. When choosing a car, he does not look at the price, but chooses the most practical one.
He lives in Xiahewan, and if the road is full of potholes, he will definitely not be able to buy a car. A car with good off-road performance will definitely be his first choice.
Secondly, the space needs to be large. He will often deliver fruits and medicinal materials to Tianyunfang, and he may also add vegetables and the like in the future. If the space is too small, it will be useless if he cannot hold things.
The beautiful saleswoman in a one-step skirt followed behind without interest. Ye Ming was dressed plainly and did not have a famous watch on his wrist. At first glance, he looked like a young loser who was addicted to drinks and biscuits.
"Don't worry about me, I'll call you when I see the car!"
Ye Ming casually waved his hand and asked the beautiful salesperson to go and get busy, but the other party had no intention of leaving at all.
The beautiful saleswoman was not worried about poor greetings, but worried about Ye Ming scratching the car's paint.
"Dear viewers, our popular hero has arrived at the car dealership. He is choosing a car of his choice, but he is hesitant. It seems that he is not sure what car to buy. Let's go over and help him!"
The voice of Zhou Yun, a professional broadcast host, came over. When Ye Ming saw her walking towards her with a mobile phone, his face was filled with black lines. He was really haunted!
"I said, reporter Zhou Da, are you still finished?"
Ye Ming crossed his hands on his chest and looked unhappy.
Zhou Yun said seriously: "Mr. Ye Ming, I am working. Can you please support my work as a hard-working reporter?"
Reporter? Zhou Yun!
The beautiful saleswoman next to her was extremely surprised. She recognized that she was a beautiful reporter who often appeared on the Yuncheng County news channel, and she was immediately excited.
"Zhou...Journalist Zhou, I am a fan of yours. I like your hosting style so much. Can you sign your autograph for me?"
Zhou Yun smiled and nodded, took the pen and signed her name on the book for the beautiful saleswoman, and then turned to look at Ye Ming.
"Mr. Ye, do you need my help to recommend some models for you?"
Ye Ming rolled his eyes and said, "No need, I will choose it myself."
Zhou Yun smiled. It had been more than half an hour since Ye Ming came in, and he clearly didn't know what kind of car to buy.
If you are someone who knows a lot about cars, you will first check the configuration and price of the car online. When you come to the car dealership, you will directly ask about the car model and negotiate the price.
"You're wasting your time looking at cars aimlessly like this. How about you tell me what type of car you want to buy, and I can recommend a few to you?"
Ye Ming tilted his head and looked at Zhou Yun: "Do you know about cars? Don't you girls know best about sachets, cosmetics and girlfriends' gossip?"
Zhou Yun rolled her eyes and said: "I have been a reporter for a car magazine for a while, and I know the configurations of dozens of car models. The relevant professional knowledge is several levels higher than the sales here!"
Zhou Yun's words surprised Ye Ming, and then said: "You help me choose a car, don't you have any requirements?"
Zhou Yun smiled slyly.
"I'll help you save time in choosing a car. Just cooperate with me in the interview."
Ye Ming snorted, thinking that there really is no such thing as a free banquet in this world.