Handong: Sha Li wants political achievements? I'll shut down the entire province.

Hua Linglong's command, like an invisible electronic gate, crashed down.

The Starlight Media PR team, which was swaggering on Weibo and inciting fans to cyberbully Lingxiao Group just a second ago, suddenly went silent the next second.

This is not a simple matter of deleting posts and banning accounts.

This is a physical-level dimensional reduction attack.

Yunxiao Holographic VR System has long monopolized more than 70% of the underlying network interfaces nationwide.

8:03 PM.

For every user who logged into the Cloud System, the virtual screen in front of them flickered imperceptibly for half a second.

Within three seconds.

All entries, music works, film and television dramas, and endorsements of artists under Starlight Media.

It's like someone rubbing a piece of white paper hard with an eraser, and it evaporates instantly across the entire internet.

In the largest fan group in the fandom, a fan site administrator is frantically typing on her keyboard.

"Sisters! Smash Lingxiao Mall's backend! For Brother Lu Ze!"

She pressed the send button.

A single red exclamation mark popped up on the screen, and then the entire group chat was instantly disbanded.

She refused to believe it and typed "Lu Ze" into the search bar.

The interface was shockingly clean, displaying only four cold, large characters: No such person found.

The top floor of Starlight Media headquarters, located on the Second Ring Road of Beijing.

Young Master Chen was holding a glass of red wine, leaning back on the leather sofa and listening to upbeat music.

Vice President Wang, the fat man, stood to the side, his face jiggling with laughter.

"Young Master Chen, we orchestrated this perfectly! Lingxiao Group's stock price is definitely going to plummet tomorrow!"

"Those bumpkins think they can turn the world upside down by running a lousy online store. They're nothing compared to our massive traffic."

Young Master Chen gave a disdainful snort and handed over the wine glass.

"Add another 20 million for online trolls. Tonight, I'm going to let that nouveau riche Yan Qingfeng experience what cyberbullying is all about."

"Bang!"

The solid wood door to the office was slammed open.

The head of the network technology department rushed in like a madman being choked by a ghost.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was clutching a tablet computer with a cracked screen tightly in his hand.

"Young Master Chen! It's...it's gone!"

The supervisor's voice cracked, and he knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

Young Master Chen frowned and gave him a disgusted look.

"What's gone? Did the sky fall down?"

"Our celebrity has vanished from the entire internet!"

The supervisor, his hands trembling, held the tablet above his head.

"The Lingxiao Consortium has cut off our data interface! Now, our company's name can't be found anywhere in the entire Yunxiao system!"

Fatty Wang was stunned, and almost dropped the bottle in his hand.

"Bullshit! We bought trending topics on over a dozen platforms, how could we not find them?"

He took out his phone and opened several mainstream social media apps.

The more Wang Pangzi looked, the paler his face became.

The original top trending topic, "Lingxiao Consortium bullies Lu Ze," has now been replaced by the story of a pig farm going bankrupt.

It's not just that the trending topics are gone.

Even their official verified account for Starlight Media has become a string of meaningless gibberish.

Young Master Chen snatched the phone away, and a crack finally appeared in the arrogance in his eyes.

"Yan Qingfeng dares to resort to such a ruthless tactic? Does he not want to continue working in this industry?"

He slammed his foot on the coffee table and roared at the manager on the floor.

"Do you think I'm just going to let you sit around doing nothing, giving you tens of millions in R&D funding every year?"

"If the firewall gets hacked, fix it! Hire a hacker! Get my data back!"

The supervisor was so frightened that he shrank back, and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.

"Young Master Chen, it's no use! We weren't just hacked, this is a one-sided technological strangulation!"

"What bullshit strangulation? Speak like a human being!" Young Master Chen grabbed the supervisor by the collar and spat all over his face.

"We just spent ten million to hire a top-ten hacker team on the dark web to attack Lingxiao's servers."

The supervisor's voice trembled like a leaf, his eyes filled with fear as he recalled the horrific scene in the server room.

"As a result, the other party's AI only took three seconds to directly lock onto the target via the network cable."

He swallowed hard and closed his eyes in despair.

"All three layers of server motherboards at our headquarters have burned out due to overload! The server room is still belching black smoke!"

The office was deathly silent.

Young Master Chen stood frozen in place.

His proud methods of "capital-driven idol-making" and "fan circle-based commentary control" are no match for this nouveau riche from Handong.

It's like a caveman taunting an alien warship with a stick.

Just then, the door was pushed open again.

Lu Ze, the top celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry, rushed in in a panic, not even bothering to touch up his exquisite makeup.

"Young Master Chen! Something terrible has happened!"

Lu Ze was so anxious that he jumped up and down, his voice shrill like that of a eunuch.

"My account with 80 million followers was just permanently deleted! Not only that, but all those high-end luxury brands called to terminate their contracts with me!"

He rushed forward and grabbed Young Master Chen's arm.

"They say our data fabrication has been officially confirmed, and they're suing us for breach of contract and demanding compensation!"

"Young Master Chen, you have to save me! Without this traffic, I'll really be just an ordinary person!"

Lu Ze has no works to his name; he relies entirely on capital investment to maintain his public image.

Now that the Lingxiao Consortium has stripped him bare, he's nothing but a fart.

"Get out of here!"

Young Master Chen slapped Lu Ze hard across his meticulously maintained face.

A crisp "snap" sound.

Lu Ze was so badly hit that he spun around halfway on the spot, covered his face, and sat down on the carpet in grievance, not daring to utter a sound.

The landline on my desk suddenly started ringing incessantly.

Fatty Wang answered the phone, listened for a couple of sentences, and his face turned ashen.

"Young Master Chen... Young Master Chen."

Wang Pangzi hung up the phone, cold sweat dripping down his chin.

"As soon as Nasdaq opened, our Starlight Media's stock price immediately plummeted, dropping by 40%."

"Several major shareholders are calling to question us and demand to withdraw their investment."

boom!

The string of reason in Young Master Chen's mind snapped completely.

He is the heir of a top-tier powerful family in the capital.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone who saw him had to bow and smile obsequiously.

Today, I actually got slapped so hard my face was swollen by some internet guy from Handong!

Traffic dried up, and the stock price collapsed.

This is not only taking away his livelihood, it's trampling on the reputation of the Beijing elite circle.

"Okay, very good."

Young Master Chen's eyes were bloodshot, like a mad dog driven to the brink of despair.

He ripped off his tie and threw it hard to the ground.

"Yan Qingfeng, Hua Linglong. You think you can hide behind the internet and I can't deal with you?"

He suddenly turned his head and stared intently at Fatty Wang.

"Go, call Captain Shen. Get all of his best Blackwater bodyguards!"

Fatty Wang shuddered. "Young Master Chen, what are we going to do..."

"Get the hell to the airport! Charter a private jet and fly to Handong immediately!"

Young Master Chen grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it against the wall, shards of glass scattering all over the floor.

"Even if I have to lead my men and force my way in today, I'll personally break Yan Qingfeng's legs and demolish the Lingxiao Building!"