The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 199 Fuck him
Seeing Zhao Xiaochui's discarding attitude, Qian Tu's heart sank, fearing he would be "used and then discarded" just like that, and he quickly spoke up:
"Boss, you said before that once my illness is cured, there will be many things that need my help."

"Oh?" Zhao Xiaochui raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying. "So, are you done?"

Qian Tu's face immediately lit up, and he eagerly confirmed, "Before picking up my child, I made a special trip to the Fatou Police Station and chatted with an officer for more than ten minutes. From beginning to end, my thoughts and expressions were very clear, and there were absolutely no problems!"

He paused, then sincerely added, "Boss, thank you, and please thank Sister Guoguo for me too."

"Okay, then wait a moment." Zhao Xiaochui nodded, got up and went into the inner studio to rummage through his crossbody bag.

Yangyang, who was happily munching on snacks in the lobby, caught a glimpse of this scene and thought that Zhao Xiaochui was going to bring out those boring foreign language picture books to "educate" him again.

He cautiously pulled his beloved potato chips closer to his chest, rolled his eyes at the strange man (Qian Tu) who was curiously looking at him, and quietly moved to a more distant spot.

Except for a few people, Yangyang is still that prickly, annoying kid.

He had already heard that this new younger brother also had a bastard father.

Yangyang chewed on his food, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes—he didn't believe that a child with a bastard father like that could be a good kid.

Zhao Xiaochui returned with a brown paper bag, glanced at Yangyang who was guarding his food in the corner, smiled nonchalantly, and casually handed the bag to Qian Tu.

"check it out."

Qian Tu took it; it didn't feel thick to the touch, but it was surprisingly heavy. He opened the seal with some confusion and pulled out a few pages of documents inside.

Then, he froze.

Since starting school, he had worked with his mentor on countless cases, but he had never encountered a situation like this before.

He even subconsciously held his breath, his fingers trembling slightly as he traced the very top of the paper.

That's not the heading of any law firm or corporate legal department.

It was a bright red seal bearing the national emblem, with a line of words below that burned like a branding iron—State General Administration of Customs.

Qian Tu's mind went blank for a moment.

He stared blankly at Zhao Xiaochui, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He had expected to receive reports from a business investigation company or internal communications evidence obtained by Zhao Xiaochui through personal connections, but he never imagined it would be this!
"What, not enough?" Zhao Xiaochui's voice pulled him back to reality.

"Enough...enough..." Qian Tu's throat went dry, and he quickly lowered his head, forcing himself to focus his gaze on the contents of the document.

This can no longer be called "documents"; it is a "trial decree" issued by the state's violent authorities!
The details above are outrageously detailed:
Part One: The personal file of the so-called "internet troll" leader, which includes a high-resolution ID photo, ID number, home address, and even a summary of his call records for the past three months.

Part Two: Screenshots of encrypted chat logs between the person in charge and the "Ugly Donkey Review" operations BD.

The content was appalling, detailing everything from how to use "pornographic" rumors to attack "Easy Travel," to the specific price of each negative review, and how to forge consumption records.

Part Three: Multiple transfer records from the "Ugly Donkey Reviews" company account to the personal account of the person in charge, the time and amount of which perfectly match the agreement in the chat history.

Part Four: Excerpts from the work logs of the "Ugly Donkey Reviews" internal technical department. One programmer recorded how he received instructions to force "Easy and Slow Travel" to be featured on the homepage through backend operations and to lock the comment section to prevent positive comments from appearing.

Qian Tu's body began to tremble, a mixture of shock and extreme excitement churning within him.

As a legal professional, he had never fought such a costly battle. This wasn't just a matter of evidence; it was like flattening the enemy's bunker with artillery fire!
He looked up, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Boss... this... this is no longer a simple case of commercial defamation and infringement of reputation."

Zhao Xiaochui looked at him calmly: "Go on." "Fake registration and negative reviews are civil infringements and unfair competition. We can demand huge compensation and report them to the market supervision department to make them suspend business for rectification."

Qian Tu spoke faster and faster, his eyes growing brighter, "But defaming 'sexual services,' and having clear evidence that they were the ones who orchestrated and directed it, with the number of views and shares far exceeding the threshold for criminal prosecution..."

He took a deep breath and stated his conclusion decisively:

"Their operations, business development, online marketing team leaders, and even the company's legal representative have committed **Article 221 of the Criminal Law [Crime of Damaging Commercial Reputation and Product Reputation] and Article 246 [Crime of Defamation]**! Multiple crimes will be punished concurrently, and they will face imprisonment!"

A happy smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Xiaochui's usually calm face. He simply picked up the iced cola on the table, took a sip, and said with a grin:

"Brother Qian, you know better than me how to use this."

He paused, tapped the table lightly with a Coke bottle, and added, word by word:
"I don't want their money, and I don't want their apology."

"I want them to go in."

Qian Tu suddenly sat up straight, staring blankly at Zhao Xiaochui.

"Boss, do you know the consequences of completely offending a company worth hundreds of billions?"

Zhao Xiaochui pointed to the official seal on the document and asked Qian Tu, "What would happen if a multi-billion dollar internet giant offended the state's law enforcement agencies?"

Qian Tu regretted coming to find Zhao Xiaochui so soon.

He thought he was mentally prepared, that his boss could ignore Jiang Ying, offend Ugly Donkey, and let the street thugs act so recklessly because he had powerful backing.

I've heard the name of a certain bureau these past few days, and I thought it was a follow-up to something that happened that night.

He never imagined that his so-called powerful backer would turn out to be like this...

He suspected he was about to start stuttering again.

"Well, the consequences of offending it..."

Qian Tu stammered, "If that cold owl hatched from the bird's nest runs fast enough, he should be able to save some money for retirement and survive abroad."

"That's it?" Zhao Xiaochui frowned in dissatisfaction.

What else do you want?

"I didn't think about anything, I just felt that if that day ever comes, it's better if it doesn't go abroad!"

"What?"

Zhao Xiaochui chuckled and changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Qian..."

Zhao Xiaochui flipped to the last two pages of the document and said:
"It's not just Ugly Donkey that has offended us, but also Alibaba and Qiandu's maps."

Qian Tu: "..."

Ignoring Qian Tu's dazed expression, Zhao Xiaochui said indignantly:
"These two bastards not only ignored our warnings, but also stirred up comments and slander against Ugly Donkey. Let's get them!"

Qian Tu: "Aba, ababa..."

(End of this chapter)