A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Wang Lei's voice was noticeably lower. "Ms. Jiang, to be honest... that was indeed written for the sake of traffic. It's all industry practice. We admit that it was a misjudgment on our part."

"Oh, so it's for traffic." Jiang Chu replied, "I understand now."

Wang Lei had just breathed a sigh of relief and hadn't even had a chance to reply.

"...Since you're only after traffic and money, why should I forgive you?"

Wang Lei's words stuck in his throat.

"You gained traffic by spreading rumors about me, but who will compensate me for the reputation I lost?"

Jiang Chu leaned back in her chair.

"I received the apology, but I don't accept it. Wait for the court summons."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by rustling sounds.

"Hello, Ms. Jiang, I am Zhao Mingyuan, the person in charge of Beijing Circle Hot News."

"...Mr. Zhao."

"Ms. Jiang, I would like to apologize to you personally. The title and text of yesterday's video were a serious dereliction of duty by our content team, which has had a very negative impact on your personal reputation. As the boss, I bear an unshirkable responsibility."

Zhao Mingyuan spoke slowly and cautiously, "I have ordered the content department to conduct a comprehensive review and rectification, and the editor involved has been suspended for reflection. Regarding compensation, whatever your requirements are, we will fully cooperate."

"Mr. Zhao, it's great that you're willing to pay compensation. But I have a few requests."

"Please speak."

"First, regarding the compensation I receive, my lawyer will handle the details with you. You can decide the amount yourselves. I won't haggle, but don't try anything funny with me."

"That's how it should be."

"Secondly," Jiang Chu's tone deepened slightly, "you Beijing Circle Hot News have been using the same tactics for years, spreading countless rumors and profiting from the suffering of others. You know that in your hearts. I'm not asking you to apologize to each and every one of you; that would be too lenient. I want you to set up a special compensation fund of 500,000 yuan to compensate those you have harmed with similar headlines and copywriting."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Miss Jiang, this..."

"I haven't finished," Jiang Chu interrupted him. "I know of several examples like this. This summer, a fifteen-year-old middle school student was hit by an electric scooter on her way home from school. She was clearly the victim, yet your headline read, 'Woman Hit While Crossing the Road, Gets into an Argument with Driver.' She was clearly using a green light at the crosswalk, so how did that become crossing the road illegally? She argued with the scooter driver, and he pushed her. Does that make it an 'argument'?"

Zhao Mingyuan remained silent.

"Also this summer, a nurse was assaulted by a family member while on duty. What did you report it as? 'Female nurse and male family member scuffle late at night.' My God, look in the mirror, can you see a bunch of pig heads in there?"

Jiang Chu's words became increasingly nauseating.

She doesn't usually read these kinds of news, but because of this incident, she specifically looked at the content published on these platforms.

The result was so bad I almost threw up.

"You two go find these people yourselves, apologize where you should, and compensate where you should. The money will come from your 500,000. Once you've paid out the 500,000, send me the transfer records and the parties' letters of understanding, and our accounts will be settled."

The silence on the other end of the phone was a little longer than before.

Finally, Zhao Mingyuan's voice rang out again, "Ms. Jiang, I promise you. This 500,000 yuan will be used for its designated purpose, and every transaction will be made public."

"That's good."

Jiang Chu hung up the phone.

Across the dining table, Xie Jing put down his tablet. The morning sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden glow on his sharply defined profile.

"How are you?" the man asked, his voice deep and pleasant, looking at her. "Are you feeling better now?"

Jiang Chu took a bite of the crab roe soup dumpling. "No, it makes me uncomfortable to see them eating human blood buns. They're bullies who prey on the weak."

Xie Jing picked up his black coffee. "Then tell them to stop making it."

Jiang Chu glanced at him, "...after they pay compensation."

She suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. I had a little argument with Xie Qingyang yesterday, and Wei Jing was there too, and he even tried to hit me—"

Xie Jing's eyes immediately darkened.

"...He didn't even touch me; he was thrown out by one of my friends, the junior I mentioned to you before, surnamed Yu."

Jiang Chu didn't really know much about Yu Wanzhou's background. "She knows a lot about jewelry, so her family must be quite wealthy?"

Xie Jing thought for a moment, "They might be from the Yu's Jewelry Group."

He clearly had some impression of the family, but they weren't people he came into contact with often.

"In short, she protected me yesterday, and her attitude towards Xie Qingyang and Wei Jing wasn't very good either. I'm afraid your niece might retaliate against her? Or against her family?"

Jiang Chu said uncertainly, "I don't know if this will happen, but I wanted to let you know anyway."

"Okay," Xie Jing picked up his phone, "Don't worry."

-

At the same time, Xie Qingyang received a call from his assistant, Zhang, at his villa.

"...Miss Yu's parents are both core members of the Yu Group's board of directors. They control one of the top three jewelry appraisal centers in China and two high-end auction houses. The Yu family is very large and prosperous. In addition to her parents, she also has several uncles and aunts who are in charge of jewelry design and overseas raw stone procurement."

"Yu's Jewelry?" Xie Qingyang sneered. "I've even been to their eldest daughter's birthday banquet."

Even that young lady had to treat her with utmost respect. Now, a member of a collateral branch of the family dared to disrespect her and even fawn over that self-degrading Jiang Chu!

"I thought they had some impressive background, but they're just a few stone sellers..."

How can she vent her anger without skinning the Yu family alive?

Furthermore—

Before, who wasn't polite to me? Who would dare to be as disrespectful as Yu Wanzhou?

That guy surnamed Yu must have heard about the official letter issued by Tianyu's legal department!

They thought they couldn't do it anymore!

If we let Yu Wanzhou go now, these people in the industry will only become more arrogant and disrespectful to us!

"That international high-tech and jewelry exhibition at the Huamao IFC next spring," Xie Qingyang squinted, "the Yu family will definitely want the exclusive hosting rights, right?"

"Yes," Assistant Zhang said in a low voice. "That high-end jewelry exhibition is the highlight of Beijing's luxury goods industry next year. If the Yu family can win it, the valuation of their appraisal center and auction house will at least double. They have now entered the final two bidding stages."

"it is good."

Xie Qingyang chuckled softly.

She picked up her phone and found the account of the real estate tycoon's son behind the China World Trade Center in her contact list.

"Help me contact Mr. Qi from Huamao. Tell him that the hosting rights for that Gaozhu exhibition can be given to anyone, just not the Yu family."

Xie Qingyang coldly gave the order.

She vaguely remembered that young CEO Qi had shown her various kinds of kindness.

"Tell him that if he's willing to do me this favor, I can help him get those new energy shell projects that he begged me to introduce to the investment department of Tianyu Group."

Assistant Zhang: "...Yes."

"Furthermore," Xie Qingyang added, "check the recent transaction records of the auction houses owned by Yu Wanzhou's parents, and have some people submit some documents to the tax authorities to cause them trouble. I want the Yu family to know that in Beijing, if you mess with the wrong people, your whole family will suffer!"