As soon as he left the court and was still in the taxi back to the hotel, Feng Jianxiong did the first time, which was to hang up the phone number to Xu Ming and Yu Meiqin respectively.

And he used his anonymous card number.

At the beginning, he was talkative in the court. Since he was interviewed by reporters, he has not been able to get out of the background of Chen Jie being hacked.

"Xiao Ming, I, Feng Jianxiong, did you do that? I look like the style of the work."

Because there were strange drivers in the car, Feng Jianxiong was very cautious and said it was rather obscure.

Xu Ming on the other end of the phone was a little stunned at first, confirming Feng Jianxiong's voice and number, and then chuckled proudly and said: "So amazing? You can see the shadow from the style of the work? I also think it's hidden well this time, and I specially imitated other styles - since you taught me to focus on managing an up account, I have not been a ghost animal of this type."

"What Mikoto asked you to do?" Feng Jianxiong continued to ask.

"You ask 'Senior Sister Yu' yourself. If I say something I shouldn't say, she will set rules for me again." Xu Ming seemed a little shy and embarrassed, but saying this would be considered a disguised admission. He did not forget to add an explanation:

"But don't worry, the initial account was not mine, and the uploaded IP was not Jinling or we often stayed in. I also found someone with no reputation to support me. Even if Chen Jie could reach the Internet surveillance department with his own eyes, the slander who was finally pulled out would definitely not be so far away."

Feng Jianxiong was so smart that he knew at first that this was indeed Yu Meiqin's style.

"Okay, then I'll treat you after the New Year. Thank you for this." Feng Jianxiong hung up the phone after saying that.

The hotel he was staying at was just next to the court, so the taxi was almost driven by a phone call. Out of caution, he endured for two minutes. After paying the money and getting off the car, he returned to the room and closed the door before calling Yu Meiqin again to confirm.

The ringtone rang and Yu Meiqin picked it up.

"This is the counterattack you arranged for me? Use a smaller quotation that is more famous than him? It's safe and safe. You are not afraid of making a big deal about the cost. Instead, you will hype that kind of person's reputation. Will you become more proud in the future?" Feng Jianxiong made a joke directly, not at all with Yu Meiqin.

Yu Meiqin on the other end of the phone sounded a little gloomy: "Don't think about the cost. The most important thing about this is to establish authority without taking the lead. What I hate the most is to use 'setting rhythm' to pollute the rhythm dogs in the debate world, and those shocked departments who use the title party to pollute the press. Whoever makes my sister uncomfortable will make her not have a good New Year."

Feng Jianxiong felt a trembling heart when he heard this, and then he started to mourn Chen Jie in silence.

He asked himself that he was more Machiavelli-minded and that doing things costs money.

After all, he is a successful person who started from scratch.

But Yu Meiqin is a natural rich lady. For the sake of illusory ideals, she doesn't calculate the cost.

Feng Jianxiong knew very well that before Yu Meiqin knew him, she had already spontaneously wanted to be a debater and a famous lawyer.

Therefore, Yu Meiqin is born with hatred for the beasts who "mobilize the masses" in the field of rational discussion and reduce the overall IQ of the industry.

Although a brick player who doesn’t speak human words should be killed, a rhythm dog that caters to and incites people’s wisdom will not have a good ending.

Feng Jianxiong knew the cost issue and didn't need to be asked, so he focused on the second point: "Then how did you prevent him from getting hotter and hotter by this matter? You should know that some people are not afraid of you scolding, but afraid that you will not pay attention to it. For them, insults and blackening are also a kind of click-through rate."

For those "critics" who do not need to "you-can-you-up" to do practical things, the quality of reputation is the least valuable, as long as they have a reputation, it is enough. Therefore, Feng Jianxiong's concerns are not unreasonable.

However, this time, Yu Meiqin seemed to think clearly.

She explained slowly: "First, the points that black him should be scattered, and don't use a single account to blacken him. Second, not only should the ones that should be blackened, but also insult his fans. We should create an atmosphere of "who pay attention to and believe in Chen Jie is a bad pen" online. Third, we should be blackened accurately and try not to increase his exposure rate-

For example, when buying keywords with unknown accounts on Baidu bidding rankings, buying the name "Chen Jie", and then people who do not actively search for this matter do not know. Only those who searched will place the links to the front of the blacklist. The bidding rankings of the Du Niang family are searched for points and paid at one time. Such people are not very famous, and they don't search for them, and they can't spend much money. But once they search, it is very likely that they are really interested in him or fans, so let's strike precisely."

Feng Jianxiong gasped when he heard this: I didn’t expect that Sister Miqin would be so social when she became cruel.

This trick is similar to the later generations of conscientious media disgusting Mimeng Dog.

The Mimeng official account in later generations once became a toilet for resentment of chicken soup. At the beginning, although others knew that she was mentally retarded, they could not stop it. But later some media successfully led a wave of anti-rhythm (of course, it was mainly relying on some high-end conscientious enterprise employers)

There are some big and well-known companies or leading startups in the new Internet economy circle who propose to "look at the user's WeChat to see what she usually pays attention to in order to understand her interests, hobbies, temperament and personality."

Then when I saw someone following Mi Meng, I called this female job seeker a pastoral and mentally retarded woman and directly eliminated her.

Don't think it's strange. This is one of the specific screening recruitment models in the circle 16 years later.

Even Fatty Luo gave himself a reverse black advertisement: At the 2017 Shenzhen Wei New Year's Eve party, Fatty Luo once boasted with confidence: I heard that some startup companies in the circle will ask candidates to take out their mobile phones to see if they have installed "gets" and subscribe to several columns. If they installed it, it proves that this is a person who loves learning and can learn for life. If they have also subscribed to several paid courses, it proves that he is a reliable person who is honest and supports genuine.

It is precisely this kind of positive and negative pursuit that later generations once slightly suppressed the arrogance of the title party rhythm dogs that once became popular.

Feng Jianxiong was surprised that Yu Meiqin was obviously not a reborn person, but she also relied on her own without a teacher, which made the anti-rhythm dog trick that people in later media took years to figure out after years of brain cells.

At present, there are not many people in China who can directly buy the keyword rankings of the other party’s name during media criticism, and put the posts that insult the other party’s fans at the top.

"Oh, I've been learning bad things with me." Feng Jianxiong shook his head mockingly, but he felt relieved in his heart.

"Sister Mikoto, I will accept your affection for this matter. If you hadn't calm down and let me fight back by myself, you might have offended the National Defense Organizing Committee. Then you can do whatever you want. I don't worry about doing things, I hope you can see the results soon."

...

Feng saw that he hung up the phone and felt a little tired, so he turned to lie on the bed.

These days, the continuous airborne and brain use have consumed a lot of energy, so he should take a rest as soon as he has the chance.

Ma Hesha and him didn't live in the same room, but it was only afternoon now, and it was not the time to sleep. Ma Hesha was bored alone in his room, so he didn't see him. He sat at the desk in this room and had a chat with Feng Jianxiong without saying a word.

"Sister Miqin is so amazing. She can actually think of such a smart way to deal with those rhythm dogs." Ma Hesha envies and admires Feng and Yu from the bottom of her heart.

"You help buy the air ticket when you are idle. You will rush back tomorrow, and it will be thirty the day after tomorrow." Feng Jianxiong narrowed his eyes and felt a little overwhelmed, so he verbally directed Ma and Sha.

When he mentioned this question, he suddenly remembered some details: Wuchang is not a first-tier city, and it seems that there are not many flights to WLMQ, and there are almost no ones to other remote places.

This is all common sense that people in the air should have.

So Feng Jianxiong quickly cared and said, "By the way, won't you delay going home? It's all my fault that I have too tight schedules. If there is no time, please explain to your home."

Feng Jianxiong felt a little guilty. When he was scheduled for a lawsuit, he considered his itinerary. Of course, half a day was enough to return to Qiantang from Wuchang. But if he went to the Northwest, if the plane only reached WLMQ, then the long distance/train would have to take another thousand kilometers!

Xinjiang Province has a span of one or two thousand kilometers, which is about the same distance from Qiantang to the west into Sichuan.

However, Ma Hesha's answer surprised him a little.

"It doesn't matter, my dad is busy going out for business. Our family is just New Year's Day, so I have nowhere to go during the winter vacation and I will go back to Jinling."

"It's the New Year?" Feng Jianxiong hadn't reacted yet. He had never seen anyone deliberately not going home for the New Year.

Ma Hesha explained: "We celebrated Ramadan and fasting. Don't you know that - the snack bars on the street have closed these days, but have you ever seen ramen in L-Sao closed?"

After she said this, Feng Jianxiong immediately reacted.

Yes, when he was still poor, he spent the holiday with his sister. The most annoying thing during the Chinese New Year was that those who came to work returned to their hometown. Although Qiantang City could not be traffic jams immediately, breakfast and lunch became a big problem, because the dim sum stalls and small restaurants were closed.

Whenever this happens, they find that lzhou ramen is a good existence, because the people there never need to celebrate the New Year, and they can stand out from the crowd every year.

Thinking about it now, Feng Jianxiong should have doubted whether the ramen in Lzhou was opened by Lzhou people.

"Then what are you going to make arrangements? Are you really going to go back to Jinling?" Feng Jianxiong tried it out with some dismay.

"I'm casual. If I don't have a place to take it in, just go back to the place I rented outside the school." Ma Hesha kicked the ball back pitifully.

Seeing that Xiong couldn't bear it, Feng mocked him and suggested, "If you don't dislike it, come back to Qiantang with me. The winter vacation shops are closed. You will not starve to death when you stay in Jinling."
Chapter completed!