Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Overbearing CEO: Register 30 Weibo Accounts for Me
As soon as this netizen’s comment was posted, it was seen by quite a few people.
In an instant, the comment caused a massive stir. Everyone found the truth hard to believe.
Although Seth Shaw’s wife was not in the entertainment industry and had never even shown her face online willingly, many of her candid photos had once gone viral.
Even now, those photos could easily get tens of thousands of likes if posted on short-video platforms.
She wasn’t a celebrity, yet many people called her their "childhood goddess."
[My goddess passed away?]
[Whoever started this rumor, your whole family can die. My goddess isn’t even fifty yet. She’s alive and well, how could she have passed away?]
[Sigh, the original poster is telling the truth. I attended her funeral when I was a child. Now that it’s being mentioned today, I realize just how long it’s been.]
It took a full two hours of online discussion before people finally accepted the news that their childhood goddess had passed away.
However, some people also raised questions, but their comments were quickly buried under the flood of new ones.
Shaw Group
Chairman’s Office
Inside the bright office, Ian Winters handed a tablet to Jasper Shaw, showing him the latest online trends.
"Boss, your father was taken into custody today. Mr. Shaw isn’t going to bail him out, so he’ll probably be in there for a few days before he’s released."
"The online situation is also developing just as you predicted. It’s all under our control."
Jasper Shaw didn’t say anything. His brows were tightly knitted as he stared at his phone, his index finger tapping restlessly on the screen.
Ian Winters wasn’t sure if his boss had heard him, so he tilted his head and snuck a peek at what his boss was doing with his phone.
He was shocked to find that Jasper Shaw was using his account to fight with people online!
His account!
Ian Winters’s eyes went wide.
His boss had mentioned borrowing his account earlier, but he never would have imagined that Jasper Shaw wanted it to pick fights with people!
Whenever someone online insulted Miss Sinclair, his boss would sift through thousands of comments just to find them and chew them out.
He was acting just like an internet troll with a keyboard.
At that thought, the corner of Ian Winters’s mouth twitched.
Jasper Shaw sensed Ian Winters’s gaze and immediately locked his phone screen.
After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "What were you just saying?"
’The boss was right in the middle of flaming someone; he couldn’t have heard a damn thing,’ Ian Winters grumbled inwardly.
Still, he meekly repeated what he had said before.
A smile soon appeared on Jasper Shaw’s face. "Don’t touch Nina Sinclair for now. My girl will take care of her personally."
"Understood."
Ian Winters paused for a moment before asking, "Any other instructions, Boss?"
Jasper Shaw thought for a moment, then shook his head.
Just as Ian Winters was about to leave, Jasper suddenly thought of something. His eyes lit up as he said, "Register another thirty Weibo accounts for me. Best to buy some bot followers, too. Charge it to my account."
Noticing Ian Winters’s devastated expression, Jasper Shaw added coolly, "Once they’re registered, I’ll give you a day off."
In the next moment, Ian Winters’s eyes lit up.
"Thank you, Boss!"
’Forget thirty, I’d do three hundred!’
Ian Winters was incredibly fast. In less than an hour, he had registered all the accounts and bought several hundred thousand bot followers for each one.
Most importantly, each account was only following one person.
After getting the phone, Jasper Shaw was very satisfied. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Take a good rest today."
Ian Winters was so moved he almost cried.
He didn’t say a word, just quickly packed his things and returned to his long-neglected apartment.
Online, many people used the photos released by the police to identify the middle-aged man as Seth Shaw.
Netizens were endlessly sighing over the news.
[Back in the day, Seth Shaw was considered a handsome and talented man, right? He got married at twenty-two and had a son. You’d think they were the perfect, talented couple, but his wife’s death was kept so quiet, and now he’s caught soliciting prostitutes.]
[If I had married a man like that, I’d be rolling in my grave.]
[What’s wrong with women these days? Seth Shaw’s wife has been dead for so many years. Is he not allowed to find a new partner? He’s still got decades left in his life. You expect him to live out his days alone? This "one true love for a lifetime" stuff... you little girls have been reading too many romance novels.]
[Yeah, as soon as some women’s interests are threatened, they come out swinging. Tsk tsk!]
[Are the two of you above me for real? I’m a man and even I can’t stand this. Seth Shaw’s wife passed away, so of course it’s fine for him to remarry. But why solicit a prostitute? Solicitation is illegal in the first place, and that kind of behavior should be condemned. And stop trying to drag feminism into everything. As a man, I find this embarrassing to watch.]
The clickbait accounts found their angle. They posted videos on short-video platforms that sparked controversy, and the effect was surprisingly good. The topic remained a hot trend on both short-video apps and Weibo.
Chloe Sinclair scrolled past one of these videos on her way to school. ’I wonder if Seth Shaw would cough up blood from rage if he knew his own son orchestrated this whole thing?’ she thought to herself.
’Seth Shaw is just a paper tiger. He definitely wouldn’t dare to provoke Boss Shaw, but he can still take his anger out on someone.’
Who he would take it out on, however, was anyone’s guess.
Munching on a fried dough stick, Chloe Sinclair first went to Professor Myers’s office to submit her request for leave.
Seeing that Chloe Sinclair was in good spirits, Professor Myers hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don’t worry about what’s online. I’ve already had my lawyer send a letter to Nina Sinclair."
Although Nina Sinclair had deleted the post immediately, someone had already provided a screenshot.
The surveillance cameras in the classroom could also serve as evidence for him.
Professor Myers just never expected that he would encounter such a student in his middle age.
"You just focus on your research. As for what the netizens are saying... just treat it as them... talking out of their asses."
A faint smile appeared on Chloe Sinclair’s face. This was the first time she had seen Professor Myers act like this.
"Professor, I have a healthy perspective on the online comments. They won’t affect me."
’In my past life, the comments from netizens were far harsher than this.’
’Thankfully, my identity was hidden later on, or I would have gone through even more vicious storms.’
Seeing that Chloe Sinclair was truly all right, Miles Myers let out a long sigh of relief.
He had only heard the news from his students early this morning.
Along with anger, a sense of sorrow had washed over him.
Being slandered by a student like this... who wouldn’t be upset?
Seeing this, Chloe Sinclair said, "Professor Myers, you’re a wonderful teacher. Yesterday, hundreds of students spoke up for you. Online, students from all the top universities see you as an idol. They dream of being able to study under you."
Professor Myers was a little skeptical. "Really?"
"Of course, it’s true." Chloe Sinclair gave a wry smile and tried to comfort him, "There are many people in the world who could be like Nina Sinclair, but a large portion are like the netizens. No matter what you do, some will think you’re right, and others will think you’re wrong. All that matters is that you believe you’re doing the right thing, Professor."
Sometimes, caring too much about what others think just puts unnecessary pressure on yourself.
