The readers following the thread quickly noticed—the website handled it incredibly fast!
Before long, the offending post was deleted.
What they didn’t know was that it wasn’t just the post that had been removed.
After contacting Lawyer Gao, the website decided to have Gao’s legal team file a police report. Through lawful investigation, the real identity of the reader who posted it would be revealed—and waiting for her was a looming lawsuit.
The website also resolved to make the case public afterward, as a warning to others. There were far too many cases of people posting “evidence” and immediately smearing someone online. They hoped this would make it clear that the consequences of slandering others recklessly could be severe.
Thus, this author convention concluded smoothly.
Zong Cheng and Yin Chen also took photos together, though they chose not to share them publicly through official channels. This displeased some readers, but after Zong Cheng released three updates post-convention, they were content enough to keep quiet—they had already seen photos from other fans anyway.
Three updates were plenty! Keep them entertained! Just in case the fans decided to go full obsessive again!
Still, some readers, after finishing the updates, felt a twinge of envy mixed with curiosity:
“Already such a handsome boyfriend, yet the author still has time to post three updates?”
Yin Chen, flipping through the new chapters, had the same question.
Indeed—why did he have the time?
Thinking about it, Yin Chen felt a little regretful. If only he had joined the author convention that day…
He could have gotten Zong Cheng drunk!
Then, whatever he wanted to do, he could have done to Zong Cheng…
Tsk. Too bad.
Yin Chen quietly mused. Maybe he should look for another opportunity? Get him drunk again?
But what excuse could he use this time?
Before Yin Chen could ponder further, Assistant A Mao knocked and entered.
“Bang.”
A tall stack of documents was placed in front of him.
Yin Chen was stunned. Confused.
“What is this?”
Assistant A Mao couldn’t help but comment,
“Work.”
Yin Chen: “?”
Are you kidding me? So many???
Meanwhile, Zong Cheng felt a bit dazed. He stared at the documents for a solid half hour.
By the time the assistant had come in three times, he finally realized—if he didn’t snap Zong Cheng out of it soon, everyone would have to stay late tonight. After all, Zong Cheng hadn’t approved a single document yet.
“Mr. Zong,” the assistant tapped lightly on the desk.
Zong Cheng suddenly looked up.
?
That expression… are you serious? Mr. Zong, what are you thinking so deeply about?
The assistant swore that if Zong Cheng were his boss, he would have asked this.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t.
So he gently reminded him:
“Mr. Zong, do you have something on your mind? Perhaps leave the work for tomorrow and go relax today? Don’t stay in the office!”
Better not, or no one dares leave!
Seeing this, the assistant continued kindly:
“And lately, the weather’s so nice, why haven’t you arranged a meeting with Mr. Yin? Everything you might want to do after work is already prepared for you. Please, let go of these pitiful documents and go!”
He didn’t mention it before, but now that he did, Zong Cheng hesitated again.
Or rather—what did Yin Chen like?
He thought, blushing.
He took out his phone and slowly called Tang Chen at BZ.
This gift—Yin Chen should like it, right?
Yin Chen was about to go crazy.
Everyone at Yin Corporation was on edge.
Even their normally free-spirited dress codes became strictly regulated.
The break room, once a casual place to hang out, had become nearly deserted. People stuck to their chairs, moving only for bathroom breaks. Even the usually carefree secretarial team was on edge.
“I’m going crazy! Just let me die here!”
One male secretary suddenly shouted.
Well, “shouted” is generous—he was already too weak. He groaned and collapsed onto the desk.
Five minutes later, he looked up in shock.
“Are you all seriously not going to care about me? Where’s the promised colleague love?”
Humans really are this cold!
Someone finally looked up at him.
“I don’t have time. I’m following Mr. Yin’s instructions to evaluate acquiring a new entertainment company.”
Others chimed in:
“I’m looking into the fashion market.”
“Cosmetics.”
“Real estate.”
“Golf courses.”
??
Everyone blinked, then slowly looked at the last speaker.
Assistant A Mao.
He stared back calmly.
“This cooperation came from Mr. Nian, preparing for his sixtieth birthday.”
The secretarial team fell silent.
A moment of awkwardness passed.
The male secretary couldn’t hold back:
“Is Mr. Yin becoming a big spender lately? Why are there so many proposals coming in? I’ve been working overtime for seven straight days!”
Seven days!
As soon as he finished, everyone stared at him.
“You didn’t know?”
“Really? No way someone hasn’t heard?”
“Did I miss something?”
“You don’t know Mr. Yin is basically a real-life ‘golden daddy’? He’s been on the hot search several times!”
“Ah?” The male secretary froze.
The hottest topic in the circle recently? No doubt—it’s the new reality show by Galaxy Stars Entertainment: The Happy Life of Celebrities!
As soon as it aired, it sparked endless debate.
Why? Because the content was too real!
It showed the celebrities’ daily lives in unfiltered detail.
And how did they enjoy themselves?
By spending money, of course!
Some netizens thought it was morally corrupting, but many agreed—it made perfect sense.
Everyone loves spending money! Ordinary people too.
The bizarre ways celebrities spent money amazed viewers and attracted more fans to the show.
A cycle formed: exposure, curiosity, fandom, repeat. The show became a hit.
Soon after, a finance channel interview went viral.
The interviewee: Wu, CEO of Galaxy Stars.
He smiled broadly:
“How did this idea come about? It’s all thanks to Mr. Yin.”
“Mr. Yin, you know? I took his advice and got inspired, which led me to produce this show. I didn’t expect so much interest, but he was right.”
The internet exploded.
“I thought I’d see an analysis of the thought process. Instead, you tell me it’s because another ‘golden daddy’ gave a tip???”
“Me too! I came expecting insights, but nope, just a tip?!”
“Completely confused. So Mr. Yin is the real mastermind behind this?”
“Yes! Daddy daddy! Can someone please guide me too? My demands aren’t high—I can pay back someday, that’s fine!”
Fans joked, but business people were taking it seriously.
When Zong Cheng brought his carefully prepared gift to Yin Chen’s office, he found Yin Chen collapsed onto the desk.
Hearing the movement, Yin Chen barely lifted his head. Seeing Zong Cheng, his eyes lit up.
“Come here, let me get a little life boost from you.”
A life boost?
Zong Cheng panicked and rushed over.
His foot caught on something!
He didn’t fall, but the box he was holding traced a perfect arc and landed in front of Yin Chen.
“Is this… my gift?”
“?”
Yin Chen glanced at the words on the box and slowly lifted his head.
Spiral Care?
Zong Cheng’s face flushed.
Yin Chen reached out, ready to inspect the box… and noticed a smaller box underneath.
He only recognized two characters: Spiral.