151: Chapter 151 Hidden Camera Video (High Definition)

# Queen Jiang parachutes into Fire Station for Mother's Day to leech off Li Li's traffic #

When the trending topic popped up, the cafeteria had just finished laughing at the ending of the third episode.

The next second, the laughter died.

Li Li scrolled down on his phone.

The comments section was already a battlefield.

[Still daring to show up after tax evasion? The entertainment industry really has no bottom line.]

[Li Li, don't play innocent. Getting this close to someone like her, even the May Day Medal can't save you.]

[Can the fire fighting variety show be clean? Don't use Brave Blue Friends to whitewash a disgraced celebrity.]

[Returning to the hotel together late at night, what is the relationship between the top celebrity and the amateur director?]

Qin Xiaoshan held the popcorn bucket, two kernels still stuffed in his mouth.

He couldn't chew.

He couldn't swallow.

Shen Jue stood up immediately.

"Someone definitely bought this trending topic!"

Ji Shen opened the leaked photos and placed them on the table.

The first one showed Jiang Rumu standing at the entrance of the Fire Station cafeteria, her hat brim pulled very low.

Li Li stood slightly in front of her, just blocking a staff member reaching out from the side.

The second one was even more absurd.

A stolen video from the hotel parking lot.

After Li Li got out of the car, he scanned the parking spaces and the exit, while Jiang Rumu stood at the elevator entrance waiting for him.

The caption was written to stir up trouble.

[Returning to the hotel late at night, is this Queen Jiang and Li Li collapsing or a public announcement?]

Shen Jue was so anxious his scalp felt like it was about to explode.

"Brother, what do we do?"

Li Li finished watching the video and paused for two seconds.

"Poor filming."

Shen Jue almost stomped his foot.

"Is the quality of the filming the issue right now?"

"Of course it is." Li Li handed the phone back. "They only caught my back, and Teacher Jiang is blurred into a mosaic. The paparazzi's professional skills are worrying."

He Manzhou pressed the popcorn bucket down on the table.

"With that mindset, you're the blast-proof vest of the entertainment industry."

Jiang Rumu picked up her own phone.

She didn't curse, nor did she explain.

First, she saved the video.

Then, she clicked into the comments section.

Shen Jue had already pulled out some gummy candies and shuffled toward her.

"Sister, don't look at it."

Jiang Rumu raised a hand to block him.

"It's fine."

She tapped on the input box.

Li Li tilted his head.

"What are you doing?"

"Replying."

"Don't go charging into the tower yet."

Jiang Rumu looked up at him.

"I'm not charging."

A few seconds later.

Weibo refreshed.

Jiang Rumu V: Any HD versions? I think this clip looks pretty good.

The cafeteria went quiet for half a beat.

Then it exploded.

Shen Jue covered his head.

"Sister!"

Ji Shen slapped the table.

"This move is called the main party personally adding sugar!"

He Manzhou gave a thumbs up.

"Queen, tough."

Qin Xiaoshan swallowed the popcorn.

"Will they curse even harder now?"

Li Li opened the comments section.

A new battlefield had opened.

[??? She admitted it?]

[The main party is asking for HD, 'Li Li in Rumu' is celebrating the New Year!]

[Still making jokes after tax evasion?]

[Don't be anxious, being this calm, there's probably a reversal.]

[No HD, but are there marriage certificates?]

Li Li put his phone down.

"It's better now."

Shen Jue was numb.

"How is it better?"

"The battlefield has shifted from one-sided cursing about tax evasion to a chaotic battle of insults and shipping the CP. The opponent's investment cost has at least doubled."

Shen Jue was stunned.

"You can calculate it like that?"

Zhong Ji leaned back in his chair with a water cup.

"Brother Li's thought process is suitable for being an algorithm at a platform."

Director Pei Zhao rushed over from the wall, his headset still hanging around his neck.

"Teacher Jiang, your Weibo post is going to blow up the fourth episode's preview ahead of time."

Jiang Rumu slammed her phone onto the table.

"Then let it blow up."

Director Pei Zhao froze.

She used to rely entirely on her team to control the rhythm.

Now the team is gone, and her former team is even clashing with her, so she has started to grow wild.

And yet, netizens actually buy this.

Li Li looked at the trending list again.

# Jiang Rumu leeches off Li Li's traffic #

# Li Li takes Jiang Rumu back to the hotel #

# Tax-evading celebrity can still appear on a fire fighting variety show #

The entries were too neat.

This wasn't netizens spontaneously starting a feast.

This was someone paying to organize a hit squad.

Li Li turned his head.

Jiang Rumu unscrewed a water bottle and took a sip.

She was too steady.

Unnaturally steady.

"Is there news from the tax department?"

Jiang Rumu put down the water.

"They contacted me yesterday."

Shen Jue leaned in immediately.

"What did they say?"

"It's already been confirmed there's no problem."

The cafeteria went quiet again.

Gu Zeyan, in the back row, had his fingers paused on the screen.

Jiang Rumu glanced at him, not lingering.

"The day after tomorrow, Monday, the Tax Bureau will release a statement in conjunction with the police."

He Manzhou slapped the table directly.

"Then aren't these people on the internet just sending themselves to their doom?"

"Pretty much."

Li Li pushed the water bottle toward her.

"So the other side doesn't know yet?"

Jiang Rumu didn't answer that sentence; she had used some family connections to help, which would definitely catch the Company off guard.

Gu Zeyan fished out earphones from his bag.

Left ear.

Right ear.

He put them on very naturally.

So naturally that the entire cafeteria saw it.

Zhong Ji lowered his head to drink water, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Qin Xiaoshan muttered quietly.

"Is he listening to music?"

Han Su glanced over.

"He's playing deaf."

Li Li didn't expose him.

Gu Zeyan had finally evolved.

At least he learned how to play deaf when he should shut up.

Jiang Rumu put away her phone.

"They probably haven't received the news yet, otherwise they wouldn't continue spending money to dump this kind of stuff."

Director Pei Zhao immediately waved at the camera crew.

"Don't record this part. Everyone, turn off your phone speakers."

The Production Team scattered immediately.

But no one on the internet was waiting for them to shut down.

Jiang Rumu's Weibo post hit the trending topics in five minutes.

# Jiang Rumu wants HD version of stolen video #

# 'Li Li in Rumu' main party sends sugar #

# Queen Jiang is so tough #

The insults were still there.

The sugar was flying too.

The two groups were throwing keyboards at each other.

Li Li's fans also squeezed in.

[Don't curse Li Li, he just sent someone back to the hotel and checked the parking lot safety.]

[He really is, I'm dying, even a love-struck brain has to fight terrorism.]

[Whether Jiang Rumu evaded taxes or not, wait for the announcement, don't drag Li Li into the water.]

"The fans' combat power isn't bad."

Shen Jue leaned over.

"Brother, what do your fans call you now?"

Ji Shen answered first.

"The strict father of the Israel spy."

Qin Xiaoshan added.

"Director of the orphanage."

He Manzhou continued.

"Guardian of Jiang Rumu."

Li Li put his phone back on the table.

"Too many titles, I suggest unifying them into one: Corporate Slave."

No one answered.

Too real.

On the other side.

Company conference room.

A water cup smashed to the floor, shards rolling to the table leg.

Zhou Hui stood at the head of the table, his chest heaving.

"How dare she be so arrogant?"

The vice president lowered his head to flip through files.

"President Zhou, there's just news from the tax side."

"Speak."

"On Monday, the Tax Bureau will release an announcement in conjunction with the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

Zhou Hui picked up a second cup.

Sun Kezheng quickly raised his hand.

"President Zhou, the cup is custom-made."

Bang.

The second one was gone too.

The financial director closed his eyes.

Another loss.

Zhou Hui pulled at his collar.

"Then let her jump for two more days."

He tapped the screen.

"Keep suppressing the trending topics, the term 'tax evasion' cannot drop. Include Li Li as well."

The PR supervisor immediately typed on the keyboard.

"The third wave budget is five million, focusing on disgraced celebrities polluting fire fighting variety shows, and questioning Li Li's stance."

Zhou Hui sat down.

"What about Gu Zeyan?"

The artist coordinator spoke in a low voice.

"He's at the Production Team, hasn't made a sound."

"Rotten mud that can't be held up to the wall."

Sun Kezheng opened his tablet.

"As for Yin Ruoying, the roommate variety show is already prepared. She recently learned an instrument, we can do a persona comparison."

Zhou Hui tapped his fingers on the tabletop.

"I don't want a comparison."

Sun Kezheng paused.

"Then make it full."

"She needs to stand in the position where Jiang Rumu fell."

Five minutes later.

The money was sent out.

The marketing account group started working.

[Tax evasion is no small matter, public figures cannot use romance to divert attention.]

[As a May Day Medal recipient, Li Li should be even more careful about his associates.]

[Fire fighting variety shows are not a whitewashing pool for collapsed celebrities.]

Zhou Hui leaned back in his chair, staring at the trending list.

He was waiting for the number one spot.

Waiting for Jiang Rumu to be nailed down.

Waiting for Li Li to be dragged into the water.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

The trending list refreshed.

The number one spot changed.

It wasn't Jiang Rumu.

It wasn't Li Li.

It wasn't the fire fighting variety show either.

# Multiple cities in Israel bombed by drones #

Zhou Hui sat up straight.

"What is this?"

The PR supervisor was also stuck.

"International news."

Zhou Hui clicked it open.

In international news alerts, multiple cities in Israel were attacked by drones.

Airports, energy facilities, and military warehouses exploded simultaneously.

In the scene video, the night sky was dense with fire points, air defense systems fired, and explosions occurred continuously behind the distant building complexes.

The comments section changed lanes directly.

[Holy crap, did the Middle East start a big war again?]

[Weren't we just eating entertainment industry gossip? Why is it suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder?]

[Are we carpooling trending topics? Queen Jiang in the front row, drone warfare in the back.]

[Wait, drones? Didn't Li Li just facilitate a fire fighting drone order a few days ago?]

[Don't make wild accusations, fire fighting drones are for extinguishing fires.]

[Two hundred kilogram payload, fifty kilometer control distance, extinguishing fires, yeah, extinguishing fires.]

In the Company conference room, the PR supervisor's keyboard stopped.

The vice president reminded him in a low voice.

"President Zhou, the heat is being washed away."

Zhou Hui stared at the number one spot.

"Why can Israel being bombed reach number one on the trending list?"

No one dared to answer.

The financial director couldn't hold back.

"Maybe... war is bigger than a celebrity collapse?"

Zhou Hui turned his head.

The financial director immediately shut up.

Fire Station cafeteria.

Li Li also swiped to the number one spot.

He clicked on the video, dragged it back to the beginning, and watched it again.

Jiang Rumu sat next to him.

"Did Ala Country make a move?"

Li Li didn't answer.

He paused the video at the edge of the frame where the flying object flashed past.

The image quality was very blurry.

But the shape could be seen.

It didn't look like the model from Zhongtian Infinite.

At least not the batch he brokered.

Li Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Rule number one of survival: don't let the blame land on yourself first.

Jiang Rumu's related entries were still second, third, and fifth.

But the number one international news was devouring the heat crazily.

The Company spent money to start a smear campaign.

The international situation escalated.

Netizens were halfway through cursing, turned to watch the explosion scene, and when they came back, they had already forgotten who they were cursing in the previous sentence.

This is called a PR disaster.

International version.

Gu Zeyan sat in the back row, still wearing the earphones.

But his phone screen had switched to the trending list.

He watched for a while, then silently turned the earphone volume to zero.

Jiang Rumu clicked on several marketing accounts, not cursing back.

She took screenshots and forwarded them to Lu Cheng.

"Preserve evidence."

After Li Li saw it, he tapped the table.

"Tell the lawyers to send them out too."

"Sent."

"Keep the original links for the stolen video accounts."

"Saved."

"Don't go ask for the hotel surveillance yourself, have the lawyer's letter sent over."

Jiang Rumu looked at him.

"You check security when you enter a door, and now you have a procedure for handling black trending topics too?"

Li Li handed the phone back to her.

"Poor people prevent being scapegoated, celebrities prevent rumors, Fire Station prevents fires. It's all procedure."

He Manzhou immediately raised her hand.

"Can this sentence be written into my life memo?"

Qi Wanyin put down her water cup.

"Call it 'It's All Procedure'."

Li Li waved his hand.

"Don't, it sounds like a client chasing for payment."

Director Pei Zhao was swiping through the backend data, getting more and more excited.

"The third episode's viewership is up. Teacher Jiang's Weibo post brought a wave, and international news brought another."

Li Li turned his head.

"You really are a variety show director, even a world war can be counted in the viewership curve."

Director Pei Zhao immediately raised his hand.

"I didn't, I was just professionally kidnapped."

Cheng Songyan looked at the trending topics.

"If things escalate in the Middle East, the subsequent export approval for that batch of fire fighting equipment from Ala Country will be more troublesome."

Li Li nodded.

"That's why I don't charge a consulting fee."

Shen Jue sat back in his chair.

"Brother, your survival instinct is stricter than my agent checking my weight."

Li Li pushed the popcorn bucket to him.

"Eat more. When the announcement comes out on Monday, the Company might need to collectively lose weight."

Jiang Rumu's phone vibrated.

Lu Cheng sent a message.

[Lawyer has preserved evidence. Also, the account behind the hotel stolen video is suspected to be a marketing Company associated with the Company.]

Just after Li Li finished reading, his own phone vibrated too.

Overseas number.

Note: Fahd.

The people in the cafeteria went quiet instantly.

Li Li pressed answer and put it on speaker.

A few urgent sentences in Arabic came from the other end of the line.

Afterward, Fahd spoke.

"Li, have you seen the news?"

Li Li looked at the explosion video still playing on his screen.

"I saw it. First, let's be clear, you aren't using the batch of fire fighting drones I brokered, right?"

There was a half-beat pause on the other side of the phone.

Fahd laughed, but Li Li felt he was a bit guilty.

"Of course not."

Li Li hadn't opened his mouth yet.

Fahd added another sentence.

"But we need the equipment that those drones are truly used for in firefighting even more."

No one in the cafeteria made a sound.

In the phone speaker, Fahd's voice lowered.

"We aren't using your drones right now, but Israel knows you helped sell us drones, and they might carry out retaliatory actions."