Chapter 441: Chapter 441 Data Problems
—"How is it that Hannah Winter’s votes are always ridiculously high, isn’t that suspicious?"
—"The first place has fifty-seven million votes, and the second only has thirty million votes, something seems fishy here."
—"Whoever said it’s suspicious needs to check out the data published by Hannah Winter’s fan club. We’re ranked first in magazine sales, okay?"
—"Hannah’s fans must all be rich, beyond that, does your fan club need more members?"
Lately, Jack Stewart’s been busy screening members from all departments of the fan club, primarily requiring non-student adults with lots of free time.
There were many people applying, but no matter how Jack looked at it, he just could not feel at ease, always worried that someone with ulterior motives would mix in.
After all, Hannah does have a lot of haters.
Because of this, Jack even neglected his skincare routine for a few days, and several pimples sprouted up on his face, leading to Edison Lynch teasing him relentlessly.
Jack was fuming, pointing at Edison and said, "What do you think you’re all that? Mediocre looks, hardly any abs, do men not workout these days? Should I get you some dishwashing liquid to degrease?"
Edison was laughing heartily when he heard Jack’s words and became so angry that he almost sprouted a beard, "Who are you calling a nagging househusband!"
Jack kicked at a stool, hands on hips, "I’m talking about you! I curse you to become bald and impotent, you’ll become a eunuch sooner or later!"
In arguing, Jack was an expert. If he hadn’t already been made vice president of the fan club, responsible for member screening, the Contra-trolls team leader might not necessarily have been Edison.
Edison subconsciously touched his head, then quickly put his hand down when he realized, "You’re too cruel!"
Jack crossed his arms, not even glancing at Edison.
Roy Yarn dragged his words out from the side, "Could you two stop fighting?"
"Who’s fighting with him?" Jack retorted.
Edison scoffed, "Gentlemen shouldn’t stoop to a woman’s level."
Jack climbed down from his stool, "Good that you know."
The two looked at each other disdainfully and turned away.
Emily Lynch, who had witnessed this entire exchange, shook her head helplessly and concentrated on checking the data she had just compiled.
The computer screen was filled with a massive amount of data, not only from their own agency, but also from others.
As the saying goes, know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will win a hundred battles.
Suddenly, Emily noticed something off, "Why is the data from Tiffany Lynch’s side so poor this time, and her rank has fallen quite a bit too, that’s not right."
Even though she isn’t a fan, she could tell something was amiss.
While it’s normal for competition rankings to fluctuate, given Tiffany Lynch’s fandom and the financial capabilities of the capital behind her, her data shouldn’t be this bad, she’s even been left out of the debut ranking.
Nor have there been any dark horses rising to snatch the debut spot.
Edison, with his low-perceptive nature, was not sensitive to votes and data, "What’s so strange about that? Maybe her company just gave up on her."
Without the investment to buy votes, it wouldn’t be surprising for her ranking to fall.
However, Roy Yarn disagreed, shaking his head, "I don’t think so, as far as I know, George River and Tiffany Lynch were high school sweethearts, and their relationship has always been stable, I haven’t heard of them breaking up."
As long as George River and Tiffany Lynch haven’t split up, Prideful Entertainment would never give up on Tiffany Lynch.
So this idea doesn’t hold water.
Emily gave herself a good scratching, but couldn’t figure out what had happened. In the end, she turned her hopeful gaze towards Jack Stewart.
