Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 170: Messing with a Big Shot?

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Messing with a Big Shot?


"Nina, lend me your phone for a sec." Nathan Jacobs looked at Nina Quinn.


Nina Quinn was slightly guarded, "What do you need it for?"


"To delete that comment."


Nina Quinn hesitated for a moment but still handed her phone over to Nathan Jacobs.


Indeed, she had just seen that Nathan Jacobs’ comment about live-streaming to eat poop was trending on social media.


Although she’s eager to take Nathan Jacobs down right now, they have been involved numerous times.


If Nathan Jacobs were really forced to live-stream eating that stuff, she’d have psychological scars later on.


After all, Nathan Jacobs’ mouth hasn’t just kissed her but also brought her pleasure.


Strangely enough, even when Nathan Jacobs logged into the account using Nina Quinn’s phone, all he saw was a blank slate.


Nathan Jacobs knitted his brow.


Nina Quinn was equally puzzled, "Could there be something wrong with your account?"


"Forget it, I’ll contact someone to take the hot search down first."


Nathan Jacobs returned the phone to Nina Quinn and hurriedly reached out to acquaintances.


But just after connecting, whatever the other person said changed Nathan Jacobs’ expression.


"What? The hot search landed out of nowhere? You can’t take it down either?"


"What’s going on? Even several programmers can’t remove it?"


"This..."


Before Nathan Jacobs could get an explanation, the person on the other end had already hung up.


"Brother Nathan, what’s up?"


Seeing Nathan Jacobs’ expression growing darker, Nina Quinn followed up with a question.


"They say they don’t even know how it got on the trending list; it might be a hacker who put it there. They’re rushing to fix it now."


"A hacker? Could a hacker be involved in this?"


Indeed, so far, neither Nina Quinn nor Nathan Jacobs had associated the hacker with July Quinn.


"It’s not impossible. If she’s C.C., there’s no telling her fans aren’t some powerful hackers."


After analyzing, Nathan Jacobs added, "But in this world, it’s not only her who has formidable hackers on her side. Mine are only better!"


After dropping this line, Nathan Jacobs immediately called Ollie.


"Ollie, help me take down that trending topic, I’m begging you."


"Bro, it’s just one word; no need to say all this."


Ollie was very straightforward, agreeing right away.


And after hanging up, he directly operated the computer, planning to hack into Weibo.


However, at that very moment, Ollie’s computer suddenly went black.


"What’s happening? Is it a loose connection?"


Ollie checked all the wires and found they were perfectly fine.


But oddly enough, his computer was blacked out despite how many times he pressed the power button.


"Could I have been hacked too? That’s impossible, right?"


As Ollie was staring at the computer, murmuring thoughtfully, a line popped up on the black screen.


"Hey, you guessed it right, buddy!"


Ollie let out a groundhog-like shriek, "No way! Did you really hack me? I’m in the top three in the COMEX hacker rankings. You dare hack me and do you believe I’ll counterattack you right now?"


He quickly started operating his computer; however, no matter how he operated, the computer remained under the opponent’s control.


While Ollie was growing increasingly frustrated, another line popped up on the screen.


"Buddy, stop wasting your efforts; you won’t win against me."


Ollie wanted to retort, but then another line appeared on the computer.


"You dare help that guy with the surname Jacobs hack me, every single computer of yours will be doomed after this! See you in debt!"


Not long after this line popped up, a chicken appeared on the computer screen, and the chicken pooped.


Then, the pile of chicken poop magnified infinitely.


And as that chicken poop magnified, the computer parts started making crackling sounds, and some even sparked.


Finally, the chicken poop disappeared, and the computer emitted a puff of black smoke, signaling its retirement...


During that process, Ollie’s eyes widened, not daring to blink.


It wasn’t until the computer was dead that he shouted excitedly, "Holy crap, the chicken poop virus! I’ve really angered a master!"