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"Everyone has what they want, and everyone has their own weaknesses." Song Chaodu sat behind a large desk, flipping through a document, muttering to himself, "Lin Qingqian, what do you want? What, what is your weakness?"

He reached out to pick up a photo on the table, which showed Song Qingyue's bright and bright smile.

"I don't want to do this." Song Chaodu sighed and closed the document in his hand.

It was written on the cover of the document.

"Forest Entertainment Employee Profile: Cheng Yuanqing"

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"No matter how complicated a matter is, as long as you understand how many forces are involved, who is behind it, what your appeal is, and what you can exchange, you can achieve a win-win goal." Lin Qingqian put her arms around the child's waist, With her head resting on her lap, eyes squinted to enjoy the lazy sun and the child's massage.

"Let's start from the beginning of this matter." She took Song Qingyue's hand, squeezed her slender fingers, and stroked the thin calluses on the side of her fingers, "Cheng Yuanqing, committed a **** crime, Blameless."

Although Steven's original plan was blackmail and his heart was not right, the two did have a forced sexual relationship.

"But the forces behind Cheng Yuanqing will not let him go to jail like this, and will try every means to keep him out. This is not a difficult task for the people behind him, as long as they spend money to have a private relationship with Steven."

"The role played by the forest, according to the original script, is at most just a favor. But this is a good opportunity. I want to seize Cheng Yuanqing's mistake and attack the whole Lin's unhealthy atmosphere, so I can't let things just go like this Go peacefully."

Song Qingyue's brows frowned at some point, "So you arranged this matter to be on the hot search again a few days after the incident happened?"

Lin Qingqian snapped her fingers and said with a smile, "That's right, this is a warm-up for the next action."

"I definitely want to exonerate Cheng Yuanqing. But the evidence is ironclad. My intention is to muddy the water so that no one can see the truth. Let the people who eat melons quarrel. Water is easy to fish in. So I prepared surveillance video clips pointing to different endings and gave them to Luo Zhu, asking her to release them at the right time."

"But you didn't do that." Song Qingyue loosened his brows, but his eyes were still serious and even condensed, looking at Lin Qingqian who was lying on her side on her lap.

Lin Qingqian didn't see Song Qingyue's strange eyes, otherwise she would have stopped in time, probably because she was too happy, and she was too unguarded towards Song Qingyue, so she confessed everything she thought.

"I didn't do this because things didn't develop as I imagined. The other party didn't argue with me about the authenticity of the surveillance video, but took another step—a dangerous step for some soldiers, because Steven said I can’t afford to investigate. Once public opinion starts to pay attention to this matter, his unclean paws will naturally be exposed.”

"He is a gambler, a gambler who doesn't care about his old father who is sick in bed. He owes a large amount of gambling debts, so he wants to blackmail Cheng Yuanqing."

"The opposite party actually has two ideas. If I find out the clues, they will cooperate with me. If they don't find out, they will pack Steven to blackmail Lin. But obviously, I am not stupid."

Song Qingyue's hand rubbing Lin Qingqian's head stopped at some point, and analyzed according to Lin Qingqian's method, with a calm tone: "In this game, Cheng Yuanqing and Steven are the ones entering the game. , There is you, or the Cheng family and Steven's company. The Cheng family's appeal is the same as Cheng Yuanqing's, which is to exonerate Cheng Yuanqing; Steven's appeal is to get a sum of money; your purpose is to get a excuse. "

Lin Qingqian nodded, "Yes, continue."

Song Qingyue felt more and more that something was wrong, suppressed the crazily throbbing in his heart, and said with difficulty, "Finally, Cheng Yuanqing was exonerated; Steven got the money; Steven's company successfully picked himself out." ; you have arranged and found a reason."

Lin Qingqian was very satisfied, and squeezed the child's hand vigorously to show encouragement: "That's right."

Song Qingyue pursed her lips, her eyes were a little confused: "But, there must be someone who doesn't make a profit."

She licked her dry lips for some reason, bit off a piece of cracked dead skin, and suddenly felt a rusty smell on the tip of her tongue: "It's just... the same as various conservation principles in physics, how could everyone be the same?" What about the winners?"

Lin Qingqian tilted her head and thought for a while, supported the bed with her hands, sat up, and looked at Song Qingyue who looked distressed: "Probably, the only people who suffer in this scene are the people who eat melons."

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian.

She was sitting with the backlight, and the sunlight came in from the window. The outline of her body was outlined in gold by the sunlight, looking holy and peaceful.

But her face was completely hidden in the shadows, and her face could not be seen clearly.

It turns out that the person whose whole body is glowing is black.

Such a strange idea suddenly popped into Song Qingyue's mind.

But Lin Qingqian was still talking to herself: "We are controlling our emotions and anger, without our own thinking, one second we were still feeling sorry for the so-called victims, and the next second we were saddened by the sudden reversal of the 'truth'. ’ waving the flag. If there were going to be victims in this scene, it would be them.”

Song Qingyue thought of the turbulent public opinion that had been instigated in those days, thought of those sincere condemnations, those more or less confused, those sincere or angry voices.

"Lin Qingqian, I think something is wrong." Song Qingyue shook his head.

Seeing her serious look, Lin Qingqian subconsciously sat up straight, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyue thought silently: Lin Qingqian is indeed extremely good at instigating people's hearts.

Every public relations, every public opinion manipulation, such as the marketing script of "The Lone Wolf", and this incident.

"By doing this, we are playing the role of the child who shouted 'Wolf is coming'." Song Qingyue slowly considered the sentence, "We are consuming the credibility of the society and overdrawing the possibility of asking for help on the Internet platform. Today everyone thinks that Being tricked, so many reversals have no truth at all, then the next time someone encounters a gangster and has to ask for help through the Internet, there will be no such great power of public opinion to help him. Then what about other crimes in the future? Over time , no one will trust others anymore, and no one will draw their swords to help when encountering injustice.”

She opened her mouth, "Lin Qingqian, we cut off the way for the real victims."

Lin Qingqian looked at Song Qingyue, a little appreciative, but also a little surprised, and sat upright, "Qingyue, you have to understand that rumors only stop at wise people, those who will be incited are just too stupid..."

"Do you deserve to be teased if you are not smart enough?" Song Qingyue suddenly interrupted Lin Qingqian, his chest heaving up and down, a little uncomfortable, "Lin Qingqian, have you ever thought that you are not in control of everything, if one day you Don't you feel uncomfortable being played by others in the palm of your hand?"

"I won't be teased," Lin Qingqian said with a conceited smile, "Yes, Qingyue, they deserve to be teased."

Song Qing looked at Lin Qingqian in shock, and saw some indifferent words coming out of her mouth, "If they really want to change something, they have to work hard enough and be good enough to change the world instead of clamoring. Most of them are just poor worms who huddled together in their own world but screamed in the virtual world."

Song Qingyue calmed down slowly, and his words were very soft, but under the soft words were surging suppressed emotions and thoughts: "Yes, they are poor people, because speaking out on the Internet is the only thing they can do in their insignificant lives. It’s a matter of justice.”

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"You!" Xiao Li watched helplessly as a thin man stole a wallet from a girl wearing earphones.

He was about to shout subconsciously, but was frightened by the vicious eyes of the thief who turned his head.

Thief approached him slowly, grabbed his fat hand, and pressed on his trouser pocket.

Xiao Li's hand retracted as if scalded.

Inside is a pocket knife.

"Mind your own business." The thief threatened in a low voice, and spat at him, "I don't even want to be a hero to save the beauty."

Xiao Li was panting, his chest was heaving up and down like a blower, and a wave of blood that had been extinguished long ago flooded up, and he was about to fight Thief desperately.

It's just that the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, and he picked it up frantically, "Hello, Mom?"

"Ah, I see, I'll send you the money right away, you just take good care of dad."

That bloodiness just dissipated.

The thief looked at him with a little pity in his eyes, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a few bills into his pocket.

The bus just stopped, and the thief turned his head and disappeared into the crowd.

Xiao Li touched the hot notes in his pocket, then looked at the girl who didn't know it, and closed his eyes in pain.

When he got home, he cleaned himself up, took out his mobile phone to browse Weibo, and found a girl who dropped her wallet and complained on the homepage.

He commented below: "The thieves will die!"

After typing these words, as if his conscience had been redeemed, he took a breath and fell asleep peacefully.

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"Qingyue, Qingyue." Lin Qingqian shook his head, his voice lowered, and he changed his way to persuade Song Qingyue, "Actually, even if we don't play with the credibility of public opinion, someone will play with it. Because public opinion Too powerful and too easy to manipulate."

"If we don't occupy the high ground of public opinion, the enemy will."

"Since this is the case, why don't we start first."

Song Qingyue sneered, with an expression on Lin Qingqian's face that even felt strange: "Because everyone will do bad things, so we should do them too? Lin Qingqian, I don't like you like this."

Lin Qing was dry-mouthed and tugged at the bed sheet anxiously, "But, Qingyue, I am this kind of person, or I can only be this kind of person. When the first person chooses to use this power, it means not using it. Those who use it will be left behind. I'm not the first to use it, and I won't be the last."

Song Qingyue turned his head away, was silent for a while, then turned back with a smile.

"Forget it, let's continue."

Today is Lin Qingqian's birthday, she doesn't want to make too much noise.

But she didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

The author has something to say: The first debate?Clang wins?Talk about your thoughts in the comment area (the author has been thoroughly divided, and his brain is broken)

I wish you all a happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival!