Beijing Folk Arts Association.
In the leader's office.
Cao Jin and He Yunwei waited in Jiang Kun's office to celebrate after posting on Weibo.
They didn't even need to open Weibo to imagine that the Internet was filled with comments criticizing Li Yunyang and De Yun Society.
Nonsense.
He spent almost 900,000 yuan.
Other than the robot with 300,000 comments, the remaining 600,000 comments were real fake reviewers!
Although one person would have to control thousands of accounts, that was still a real person. The technical content was much better than the 300,000 yuan that Cao Jin had spent on the robot that could only copy and paste!
It would definitely cause a huge commotion on the Internet!
Jiang Kun looked at the time and could not wait any longer.
"It's been more than three hours.”
"Now, you can look at the news on the Internet.”
He Yunwei smiled slyly and was the first to turn on his phone.
"Let me see how Li Yunyang will die!”
"Guo Degang's trump card is gone."
"Let's see how he saves De Yun Society in the future!”
He Yunwei's laughter did not stop completely.
He was stunned on the spot.
The hand holding the phone trembled.
His expression was also extremely ugly as he kept nagging.
"How is that possible?"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Kun and Cao Jinyi saw that He Yunwei's reaction was not right!
He quickly opened all his Weibo accounts.
It was fine if they didn't look, but when they did, their hair stood on end.
What was going on?
Why were there so many Weibo posts scolding them on the Internet?
He took a closer look.
Good heavens.
The hundreds of thousands of Internet trolls that they had bought had all changed sides and become the ones who scolded them!
The 900,000 he spent was all for nothing!
900,000!
This number was not a small number for anyone. Even if Jiang Kun was the head of the Folk Arts Association, his money was not wasted. The 600,000 yuan he took out was almost the majority of his savings!
Jiang Kun's hands trembled as he pointed at Cao Jin and He Yunwei.
"Give me an explanation."
"What is going on?"
Cao Jin was also depressed. Losing 300,000 yuan was a huge loss for him.
Only He Yunwei had suffered a small loss, so he woke up quickly and reacted to the current situation in an instant.
"That troll army leader tricked us!"
"It must be him!"
"He wants to take advantage of us. I'll go negotiate with him now!”
He Yunwei added the troll army's leader on WeChat and immediately issued a series of threats and warnings.
"I'm warning you, spit out the money!”
"It's fine if you don't spit it out."
"Immediately turn the situation around on Weibo and get your troll accounts to clarify things for us. Go and slander Li Yunyang and Deyun Society!”
"It's impossible that we're being led around by the money!”
When the head of the Internet Water Army received the WeChat message, he smiled contemptuously and replied with three words.
"Impossible."
He Yunwei was furious.
Impossible?
A hater who manipulated the Internet Water Army actually dared to say that it was impossible?
He Yunwei threatened the troll army again.
"Do you know who is behind us?”
"Let me tell you, the head of the Beijing Folk Arts Association, Old Master Jiang Kun, is guarding the place for us. He's an official figure in the folk arts world!”
"If you dare to offend Old Master Jiang, be careful not to suffer!”
This wave of comments made the head of the Internet Water Army laugh.
Why would a fisherman be afraid of an official?
He was afraid that the person overseeing them was not an official figure!
Immediately, the head of the Internet Water Army directly intercepted his and He Yunwei's WeChat chat records. These anti-Internet Water Army people were originally good at controlling fishing vessels, and this time, they only intercepted the important parts.
He took screenshots of the fake reviewers and Jiang Kun threatening him with his identity as the leader of the Folk Arts Association.
He turned around and posted on Weibo.
He let the Internet Water Army continue to lead the pace and scold Jiang Kun. In order to slander De Yun Society, He Yunwei and Cao Jin used Jiang Kun's position to buy Internet Water Army and played tricks.
His words were as sharp as they could be!
Jiang Kun and the others took a look.
The head of the Internet Water Army actually dared to post screenshots?
He didn't care about his last bit of dignity. He registered a new account and closed his eyes as he began to slander Li Yunyang.
"Nowadays, photoshop is so advanced. This WeChat chat record is definitely fake!”
"It's definitely the people from De Yun Society who bought the Internet Water Army to harm us.”
"I'm sure it's Li Yunyang. He's afraid that the Folk Arts Association will criticize him, so he wants to frame us. This person is really sinister and cunning!”
When the netizens saw that Jiang Kun had jumped out again, they even took a screenshot of his WeChat.
He quickly tagged her on WeChat.
What no one expected was that WeChat and QQ were also chat tools created by Li Yunyang.
It was a program that Li Yunyang had gotten his parents to code for him when he was very young.
Over the years, it had become a communication software that everyone in Xia country used.
The WeChat staff was still happily eating a melon. They were envious that Weibo and TikTok could join the battle between their boss and Jiang Kun.
He looked at the netizens 'comments.
The opportunity had come!
He quickly checked the records from the backstage and found a technician to verify it.
In the end, the official WeChat account released the conclusion.
"The official Weibo has personally verified that the chat records of Jiang Kun and the others are not fabricated. They are all true and reliable chat records.”
After he finished his conclusion, the official WeChat account even posted the screenshots of He Yunwei threatening people and hiring fake reviewers.
It could be said to be an accurate finishing blow.
A fatal blow.
This was great.
The official Weibo account personally verified the authenticity of the screenshots.
Jiang Kun, He Yunwei, and the others could not distort the truth even if they wanted to.
The three of them sat on the floor of the office.
She was numb.
This was a huge scandal!
Just as the three of them were staring blankly at their phones in the office, a few staff members of the Folk Arts Association walked in from outside.
He looked at Jiang Kun who was sitting on the ground and said seriously.
"Jiang Kun, as the head of the Beijing Folk Arts Association, you abused your power, formed cliques, and even bought water armies on the Internet to oppress your colleagues in the folk arts world.”
"It has caused a serious social impact.”
"After the unanimous decision of the National Folk Arts Association, you are now stripped of your position as the head of the Beijing Folk Arts Association. Please vacate your office immediately and leave the Folk Arts Association!”
What the hell!
Jiang Kun had yet to recover from the shock of losing 600,000 yuan, and they had removed him from his position as the head of the Folk Arts Association?
It was all Cao Jin and He Yunwei's fault!
The exasperated Jiang Kun couldn't find anyone else to blame.
He stood up from the ground, walked up to Cao Jin and He Yunwei, and gave them each a big slap.
"Two useless trash."
"Give me back 600,000!"
He Yunwei touched his face.
He was also dumbfounded.
Previously, he had taken Jiang Kun as his master because he wanted Jiang Kun's position as the head of the Imperial Capital's Folk Arts Association. Now that Jiang Kun was no longer the head, why was he still swallowing his anger?
"Pah!"
"I don't want to be your disciple anymore!
"Whoever loves this money can return it!"
"Let's mind our own business in the future. Don't disturb me!”
He Yunwei's ruckus stunned the staff beside him.
I'll go.
This fellow had betrayed his sect again!
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