I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

A ten-story office building in Shanghai.

The owner of a startup company stared at the computer screen, his face ashen.

On the screen was the download data for Momo over the past week that he had someone compile. The curve not only didn't drop, but instead kept rising, even higher than his blood pressure.

"What's going on?" He turned to his male assistant beside him. "Didn't you guys say you hired online trolls to ruin Momo's reputation?"

The male assistant stood to the side, his face expressionless, but he was already cursing under his breath.

Don't you business owners have brains?

You're slandering them as a scam app. Everything was going well, and then someone jumps out and says it's a hookup app. And you, like an idiot, keep investing money in it and join in slandering it as a hookup platform.

You're a 40-something-year-old bachelor and you don't even know this? Do you know how many young men with penises light up when they see the words "hookup"?

Now that the money has been spent and Momo's reputation is ruined, they're blaming me instead?

The boss is an idiot, the company won't last long, damn it, time to find another job.

The male assistant was cursing inwardly, but maintained a professional smile on his face.

"Boss, this... perhaps the negative effects haven't fully manifested yet."

"It hasn't shown up yet? It's been rising for two whole weeks! If it keeps going up, Momo will become the national app!"

The male assistant remained silent.

What could he say?

He said he secretly downloaded Momo last night to investigate and see if it contained the legendary keys to open the gates to another world.

Although he has only been matched with a few tea sellers so far, he still holds onto a glimmer of hope.

The boss took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He was hoping that once Momo flopped, their own product could immediately take its place.

Just then, a news notification popped up in the lower right corner of the computer screen: "In-depth analysis of the Momo hacking incident: Who is behind it?"

The boss casually clicked on it, his eyes instantly lighting up. He skimmed through it, the gloom on his face vanishing completely: "Hahahaha!"

The male assistant felt uneasy at his laughter.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The boss turned the screen around and pointed to the news article: "See that? Tencent has made its move! Momo has offended Tencent!"

The male assistant leaned over and took a look.

The analysis was well-reasoned and supported by evidence, and its conclusion pointed directly to Tencent as the mastermind behind the scenes.

The boss stood up, pacing excitedly back and forth in his office: "This is Tencent! Momo is finished! With Tencent involved, how long can it survive?"

The male assistant opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

He wanted to remind his boss that Tencent and 360 were currently in the eye of the storm, and with this news, Momo was now positioned as a victim. Moreover, the buzz surrounding this incident was no less than, if not greater than, the "hookup app" news...

But he didn't dare say it; the boss was very pleased.

The boss walked back to his seat, punching his palm with his fist: "Once Momo is crushed by Tencent and a market gap opens up, our own product will launch immediately and directly fill the void!"

The male assistant glanced at the logo hanging on the office wall. It was a pink speech bubble with a heart inside and the product name below: Encounter Bubble.

Below the logo is the product's slogan: Virtual positioning, see wherever you want!

The boss beamed with pride: "This feature, Momo doesn't have it, right? Users can simply locate themselves wherever they want to meet friends—how convenient! This is true social networking!"

The male assistant stared at the words and fell silent.

Virtual location.

You can see wherever you want.

Isn't this just about setting yourself up in whichever city you want to see girls in?

Isn't this just another app designed to be a hookup tool?

He suddenly understood why his boss was still single.

"Boss," he asked cautiously, "this feature... isn't it a bit... something?"

"Which one?"

"It's just... that people tend to misunderstand you?"

The boss glared at him: "What nonsense are you thinking? This is technological innovation! Don't you even know what innovation is?"

The male assistant shut up.

The boss leaned back in his chair, his face glowing.

"Just wait, once Momo dies, we'll be the next Momo. No, we'll be even stronger than Momo. Then, Tencent and Alibaba will all have to look up to us!"

The male assistant nodded silently.

But in his heart he was thinking: Boss, you even named your own product in a way that sounds like "want to hook up," how can you expect people not to think the wrong thing?

But he didn't say.

He simply took out his phone silently and opened Momo again.

What if I happen to meet other girls today?

the next morning.

The capital city, Jiuxianqiao.

As the owner of an internet company with over 3 million client installations, Zhou Hongyi's office is not large.

Everywhere you look, there are sofas, coffee tables, bookshelves, two 1.8-meter-tall speakers, and paintball guns and targets on the wall—all of which take up almost the entire office space.

At 10 a.m., as usual, the secretary knocked on Zhou Hongyi's office door with the day's public opinion briefing.

"Come in."

The secretary pushed open the door and entered. Zhou Hongyi was staring at the computer screen, his brows slightly furrowed. Lately, the friction with Tencent had become increasingly frequent, and he had a mountain of things to deal with every day.

"Mr. Zhou, this is today's summary of public opinion."

Zhou Hongyi took the briefing and flipped through it casually.

The first few pages were all about the 3Q War; he glanced at them but found nothing new. His gaze stopped on the third page.

"Momo?" He looked up at his assistant. "What's this?"

The secretary leaned over for a look: "It's a social networking app, it's been really popular lately, mainly used by college students, for that kind of... weekly couples activity."

Zhou Hongyi didn't say anything and continued reading.

The briefing stated that Momo has recently faced a large-scale negative public opinion campaign, being labeled a "hookup app." However, several influential bloggers subsequently published analyses suggesting that this public opinion campaign was orchestrated by an organization, with the blame pointing directly at Tencent.

Zhou Hongyi raised an eyebrow: "That's interesting. They're going to create a newly emerging social media app?"

The secretary nodded: "There's a lot of arguing online right now. Some people say Tencent is afraid Momo will grow too big, so they're taking action, and others..."

"Who else is there?"

The secretary said helplessly, "Some people even suspect that we did it, saying it was to smear our competitors."

Zhou Hongyi was taken aback, then smiled and remained silent.

He looked down again and continued to look at the briefing.

Momo's founder, Lin Ran, is a freshman at Jiangning University.

Freshman year?

He looked up at his secretary: "How many users does Momo have now?"

"I heard it's already over four million."

Zhou Hongyi remained silent for a few seconds.

More than four million users, including first-year university students, in just two months.

He thought back to when he started his business, and it didn't seem to be this fast.

"Has anyone seen this Lin Ran?" he asked.

The secretary shook her head: "I'm not sure. This software is mainly being developed in Jiangning. They went to Shanghai last month and just arrived in Beijing a few days ago. I heard the progress isn't going very smoothly."

Zhou Hongyi nodded and closed the briefing.

"Okay, I understand."

The secretary responded, turned around, walked out of the office, and closed the door.

Zhou Hongyi pulled up the online post analyzing the people behind Momo, leaned back in her chair, and stared at the computer screen in deep thought for a while.

One sentence in the briefing his secretary gave him described it very aptly: "The spearhead is aimed directly at Tencent."

These days, there aren't many people who dare to point the finger at Tencent.

If this influential blogger is just trying to grab attention and ride the coattails of Tencent's current controversy, then there's nothing to say.

But what if it was actually this Momo team operating it themselves? How could such a small app with no backing and no capital survive this public outcry, and even shift the blame to Tencent to ride the wave of popularity?

That would be really interesting.

He quickly shook his head. It was probably impossible. A freshman had just turned 18. Could he possibly have such methods?