My Prime Minister is so cute

Chapter 181 The Seized Paradise

Editorial Department of "Magic World".

"Hahaha!"

Omar sat behind his desk, legs crossed, looking at the newspaper in front of him, the seemingly insignificant qualitative change of "Happy Paradise", his face full of ease and joy.

As expected, in the face of his rumors, "Happy Paradise" could not produce any strong evidence to refute them.

This is what smearing is like. It only takes one person to spread a rumor, but the person refuting it has to run around like crazy, and may not be able to completely dispel the rumor.

If it is just an unintentional rumor, it may gradually disappear over time.

But this kind of rumor manipulated by professionals like him, through the continuous fermentation of the incident, fabricating more eye-catching small reports, can firmly nail Misabel to the pillar of shame, destroy her personal image, and completely turn her into a bitch that everyone can fuck for profit.

As the saying goes, three people make a tiger. If enough people listen to what they say, even a virgin can become a bitch.

"But just doing this will only vent your anger, and it won't cause any real harm to Paradise."

Omar put down the newspaper and sneered, "But there are many people who are envious of Paradise right now. Many people are interested in this magazine with lucrative profits and bright prospects. There is no need for me to personally intervene..."

"No one's taking action now, but we're not sure who's behind 'Happy Paradise'."

"Now I'm just spreading rumors to test the waters, and then I'll be the first to step forward and prove that this person has no background. Then, the greedy mouths will rush over and tear Miss Misabel to pieces..."

Thinking of this, Omar couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

"That's your fault, Miss Misabel."

"The so-called little mouse in the gutter should have lived a peaceful life hiding in the sewer. You actually dreamed of coming to this bright world above ground and fattened yourself up. You can't blame others for swallowing you up..."

While he was secretly plotting his schemes.

Accompanied by the sound of earth-shattering footsteps outside the corridor, the office door was pushed open again.

The person who came was none other than Omar’s extremely “deep” background.

The 300kg slightly fat wealthy woman Wanda stood at the door, calling out in a greasy voice: "Darling, did you miss me~"

Damn, why is this fat bitch here during working hours again? !

Omar cursed inwardly, but forced a smile: "Oh, of course, dear, I miss you too..."

......

"Happy Paradise" Editorial Department.

On the surface, the magazine hasn't changed much compared to before, and it seems to be thriving.

But all the staff, whether they are old editors or new editors recruited due to the increase in business volume, know one thing clearly in their hearts...that is, the boss is in a bad mood recently, so don't provoke him unless necessary.

"Shocking! Another strong evidence that Misabelle is a prostitute"

Misabel looked at the newspaper on the table, her face gloomy. "I didn't expect that in just a few days, there would be so many new versions of the rumor..."

"The money I used to start my magazine was earned from selling ditch paper. The fact that I could distribute my products to bookstores was earned by selling ditch paper. Even the fact that I survived the police blockade was because the police also bought ditch paper..."

"It's almost like I started selling my dick to my mother from the womb, which ultimately saved me from an abortion and allowed me to be born safely..."

Looking at the reports in front of her, she was exhausted.

When it comes to dealing with rumors, her experience in dealing with them is no better than others, and she has never dealt with similar incidents.

Therefore, simply speaking out to clarify will not have any effect at all.

The rumors are getting more and more exaggerated...

Those who understood were speechless after seeing it, those who just wanted to have fun followed suit and started to make a fuss. A large number of people who didn't quite understand were actually moved by this wave of public opinion and really thought that Misabelle was a prostitute...

Even a few days ago, there was a fat guy who seemed to be quite wealthy. He came over and hinted that he could invest, but the condition was that he would...

Bastard! I'm not a prostitute!

"Hey."

With a long sigh, Misabel Wei put down the newspaper and decided to turn a blind eye.

If your reputation is stink, let it stink.

She was the only one who was stinky, and it didn't have much impact on "Happy Paradise", and its sales were even better.

After all, being a black and red is also a red. Because of the huge increase in traffic, many people who were not aware of the situation also bought a copy of "Happy Paradise" out of curiosity, and then were attracted to become readers...

Thinking this in her heart, Misabel felt a little better.

at this time.......

"what--"

"What are you doing? I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

"do not come--"

Screams were heard from the editorial office outside.

Misabel, whose mood had just improved, frowned: "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

She didn't have time to go out and check it out.

The office door was flung open and a team of uniformed police officers rushed in, surrounding Misabel.

A leader who looked like an officer came out and nodded slightly at the confused girl. "Sorry, miss, you are not frightened, are you?"

"what happened?"

Misabel had experienced being surrounded by police before, so she immediately calmed down. "Officer, our Paradise is a legally operated magazine! Isn't it inappropriate for you to just barge in like this?"

"Sorry, it's not up to you to decide whether it's appropriate or not."

The leading police officer nodded slightly at her. "According to relevant laws and the court's decision, Paradise Magazine needs to be temporarily banned until the relevant investigation is completed. So, could you please leave this place first?"

"what?"

Misabel asked, "What are the rules and why?"

"The charges haven't been determined yet, so I can't give you a response."

The police chief was quite patient: "But my guess is that it should be a crime of incitement."

"Incitement?"

Misabel really didn't understand this time: "What did I instigate?"

"Simply put, someone reported your magazine, and it had an unpredictable and significant impact on teenagers."

The police chief said calmly, "To be more specific, a mother's son sexually assaulted a female classmate. In his confession, he said he lost control of himself because he watched too much 'Happy Paradise'."

"So this mother claimed that your 'Happy Paradise' had a negative influence on her son, instigating him to become a rapist, and she is suing you for this."

Misabel: “???”

After hearing the reason for the prosecution, she was shocked.

No, this person is crazy. Your son raped a female classmate. What the hell does it have to do with my "Happy Paradise"?

Putting aside the fact that all the ads in my "Happy Paradise" feature hot mature women, that female classmate who wasn't even an adult probably has nothing to do with her. If my son became a rapist, shouldn't the primary reason be his own poor upbringing?

After I finished complaining in my heart.

Misabel also reacted immediately and realized that there must be something fishy behind this matter.

First, someone spread rumors about his character and published tabloids saying that he was a prostitute, ruining his reputation; then, coincidentally, a rapist appeared and claimed that he could not help but rape his female classmate after watching "Paradise".

The court, which was usually extremely slow, made a decision immediately and ordered the police to seal up his magazine for inspection. It was not known whether it took more than three days.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

It could only be that someone was secretly dealing with her Paradise, and using such despicable means!

After calming down.

Misabel reacted, looked at the large circle of police officers in front of her, and asked the question that concerned her most.

"The magazine has been shut down, so what should we do with the serialization?" she asked.

The police chief shrugged, looking helpless.

He then turned around and instructed the police behind him, "Secure the scene. Everything is evidence. No items are allowed to be taken away until they are fully inspected!"

Chapter 182 The friendship between two pieces of cloth

The police acted very quickly.

Soon, all the people in the "Happy Paradise" magazine were driven out to the street in a rather embarrassing manner.

After making sure that no one was inside, the bright and glamorous editorial office of "Happy Paradise" which had just been rented for a short time was locked by two policemen with a big lock, and a white slip of court seizure was posted on the door.

Everyone could only watch everything happening in front of them, but were powerless to stop it.

Everyone has complicated emotions.

After all, my workplace was sealed off by the police for no reason, and I didn’t know what to do.

Among these people, Misabel was the hardest hit.

"Happy Paradise" was the result of her hard work so far. She had finally overcome numerous difficulties and with the help of Teacher Bird, she saw some improvement. When she was about to become bigger and stronger, she suddenly suffered such a heavy blow.

In addition, the continuous and groundless rumors about her selling prostitution over the past few days have had a negative impact on her mental health.

Even when she had been hiding in the basement, hiding here and there like a rat every day, barely keeping the business going, Misabelle had never shed a tear. But now, her eyes felt a little sore.

How to do?

What can she do?

The police chief verbally said that the ban would be lifted after the entire magazine was inspected.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that "Happy Paradise" was being targeted, and the inspection was likely to be visibly far away, and it was not impossible that it would be delayed for several years.

Even in the worst-case scenario, after the inspection, the court determined that "Happy Paradise" had a negative influence on teenagers and decided to list it as an illegal publication, no longer allowing it to be publicly promoted or sold.

Just then, Wilson squeezed through the crowd and came in front of Misabel.

"Boss." He said stealthily.

"What are you going to do now?"

Misabel asked with a cold face.

She was in a bad mood right now. She was getting more and more annoyed with this editor who was usually foul-mouthed. She had the urge to fire him as soon as possible.

"Shh-"

Wilson didn't dance on her minefield as usual. Instead, he made a gesture of silence, then opened his coat, quietly took out a stack of manuscript paper from it and handed it over.

"Boss, I secretly hid a copy while the police weren't paying attention." He whispered.

Misabel: “?!”

"here you go!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt that it was the right decision not to fire this gossipy guy before.

As long as this copy is handed over to the printing factory, at least this issue of "Happy Paradise" can be released as scheduled. After that, it is nothing more than finding a basement job and continuing to hide, which is not much different from before.

Thinking of this, Misabel tried to cheer herself up and put a smile on her face.

Wasn’t it just sealed by the court?

It doesn't matter at all.

.......Well, it doesn’t matter at all.

.......

A few days later.

Wind train station.

A small group of six people got off the car in a long line.

Nader Tour Group.

Crew: Avril, Mary, Sarah, Bird, and two maids.

Walking in the front is Avril.

Although the district chief didn't know the way, it didn't stop her from walking at the front of the team with an excited and proud look on her face.