After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

The young boss established himself on his skills, never caring about empty fame, and disdaining to argue with those who were obsessed with traffic.

He closed the shop today not because he was afraid, but because he was annoyed by the group of people blocking the door and causing trouble.

The trigger for this whole thing was that I accidentally posted the wrong Weibo post yesterday!

People were quietly doing their business 300 kilometers away, all because of my mistake.

They were thrust into the eye of the storm of public opinion online for no reason, and were viciously labeled as "overpriced black shops" and "gimmicks to rip off customers," and in the end, they couldn't even keep their doors open!

"Click".

Assistant Xiaoyu came in carrying a plate of sliced ​​low-calorie cucumbers and two bottles of mineral water.

As soon as Xiaoyu entered, she saw Ye Wanxing sitting on the sofa, staring at her phone with a grim expression, the water glass in her hand wobbling slightly. She was startled.

"Sister Wanxing, what happened? Did you hurt yourself while filming?"

Xiaoyu quickly placed the tray on the coffee table and squatted down next to the sofa.

Ye Wanxing didn't say anything, but simply placed her phone on the coffee table. On the screen was a video of Da Peng showing the closure notice hanging in front of the Lin family shop.

Xiaoyu looked down for a moment, then her eyes widened instantly, and she covered her mouth:

"Oh my god... Boss Lin closed down the shop?! And he even put up an indefinite closure notice?!"

Xiaoyu looked up in a panic: "How did things get like this... How could those streamers talk such nonsense online!"

"It's all because of me."

Ye Wanxing closed her eyes, her voice trembling slightly:

"If I hadn't posted on the wrong account and exposed the store name and packaging, those internet celebrities who wanted to gain traffic wouldn't have gone to Jin Street to block the door."

"Boss Lin is such a low-key and honest person, but now the whole internet is criticizing him for being a heartless rip-off..."

Seeing Ye Wanxing's distressed state, Xiaoyu quickly comforted her, "Wanxing, don't blame yourself too much. You didn't do it on purpose yesterday."

"Sister Hui messaged me this morning, saying that although the online comments are fierce today, as long as we handle it calmly, the heat will naturally subside in a couple of days..."

"Cold treatment?!"

"Why should someone who's just opened the door to cook be blamed for my mistake?"

Ye Wanxing opened her eyes, pointed at the millions of likes and the screen full of vicious comments, her tone becoming somewhat urgent:

"Look at these comments! Nobody's listening to any explanations! Everyone just wants to believe the conspiracy theories they want to see!"

"This streamer gained hundreds of thousands of followers by criticizing Boss Lin. Those who followed suit felt they had won a battle, while the truly dedicated chefs were forced to close their shops!"

Ye Wanxing threw off the blanket on her lap, stood up, and paced back and forth in the carriage, her eyes hardening.

"No, I can't just pretend to be deaf and dumb."

Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then stood up nervously: "Sister Wanxing, what do you want to do?"

"Sister Hui specifically told us on the phone yesterday that we absolutely must not respond to this matter anymore."

"Right now, public opinion is in a heated debate. If we speak out again, the marketing accounts will definitely seize on it and accuse us of defending a shady business..."

"Cleaning?"

Ye Wanxing turned to look at Xiaoyu, her tone clear and decisive: "Is that what you call whitewashing? That's the truth!"

Ye Wanxing pointed to the empty insulated box in the corner of the carriage:

"Don't we know the quality of the pan-fried buns, beef brisket noodles, and hot soy milk we eat?!"

"Which chef in any five-star hotel across the country could produce something like this?!"

"One hundred and eighty-eight yuan for four steamed buns, and the quality of the ingredients is unmatched anywhere else in the country!"

"The beef brisket in the noodles is thicker than half a palm! Is this ripping off customers? This is excellent value for money!"

Ye Wanxing's tone was firm, without the slightest hint of backing down: "Boss Lin saved my stomachache, giving me the strength to finish filming the important scenes."

"Now that they've been forced to close their business due to online harassment because of my mistake, what kind of person would I be if I didn't even dare to speak up for them?!"

Looking into Ye Wanxing's bright and stubborn eyes, Xiaoyu opened her mouth, but for a moment she couldn't refute her.

Having been by Ye Wanxing's side for three years, she knew the young actress's personality all too well.

He is always polite to everyone on set and never acts like a diva, but he never compromises for personal gain on matters of principle and right and wrong.

"Then... Sister Wanxing, what do you want to do?" Xiaoyu asked softly.

Ye Wanxing picked up her phone from the coffee table: "Clarify!"

Her hands flew across the keyboard, quickly editing a piece of text:

[Regarding the controversy sparked by yesterday's Weibo post: The breakfast photo posted yesterday morning was my own breakfast, which I paid for myself. The round trip was nearly 600 kilometers and cost a total of 480 yuan. There was absolutely no commercial endorsement or transfer of benefits involved.]

Lin's Shop is a restaurant that adheres to the principle of high-quality ingredients; its pan-fried buns and beef brisket noodles are impeccably prepared. I sincerely apologize for the unwarranted online harassment and business disruptions caused to the restaurant due to my unintentional mistake. I urge certain online bloggers to cease their baseless rumors and their actions of inciting others to obstruct normal business operations.

After writing the last punctuation mark, Ye Wanxing checked it twice to make sure there were no grammatical errors or omissions, and then decisively pressed the send button with her thumb.

however.

The green "Sent Successfully" message did not pop up in the center of the screen as usual.

After spinning a small gray circle for half a second, a red pop-up warning window suddenly appeared in the center of the screen:

[Note: This account has been temporarily locked by the administrator and is no longer logged in. You are unable to perform any publishing operations. Please contact the enterprise administrator or re-verify your login.]

"What's going on?!"

Ye Wanxing froze, her hand suddenly stopping.

She thought the network signal was bad in the mountains, so she exited the app, reopened Weibo, and clicked send again.

The same red lock notification popped up on the screen again, and then the page was forcibly logged out, returning to the initial login screen.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu quickly leaned closer, her eyes widening instantly as she looked at the account lockout page that popped up:

"Sister Wanxing...you...your main account was logged out?!"

It's worth noting that, as the company's most core top-tier artist, her Weibo account has never experienced anything like this before!

Even if there are major changes in publicity, her agent and public relations team will call her in advance to discuss and coordinate.

It is absolutely impossible to forcibly lock her account and kick her offline from the enterprise management backend without any prior notice!

"It was done by the company."

Ye Wanxing's expression changed, and she instantly realized what was going on.