"Thank you, An'an, Sisi."
"Thank you, children."
"You're welcome."
After distributing the ice cream, the two children obediently returned to their mothers' sides and sat down to eat.
[I have to say, I really envy Fang Miaomiao. Her son is so well-behaved and obedient.]
[I forgot to watch the little one's live stream earlier. Can someone tell me how much An'an won in the raffle? So many ice creams, it doesn't seem cheap.]
[Upstairs, I, I know. I was curious before and took a peek. An'an won one hundred yuan.]
[Holy crap, are both of them this lucky? I've lived for thirty years and haven't even won a 'buy one get one free'.]
[Hahaha, you're laughing, but you're miserable. I at least won a 'buy one get one bag'.]
[You guys are laughing happily, but I've noticed that whenever Fang Miaomiao is around, nothing good happens. They're enjoying themselves here, but don't they consider Sister Jiani and the others? She's a senior, after all. It's a complete lack of manners.]
[The person upstairs is just Shen Jiani's dog again. I don't understand why Shen Jiani's dogs are everywhere. Can't the moderators do something about it?]
[Bullshit, you guys are the dogs. They took the money and went to the city to eat and drink, leaving Sister Jiani and Wang Qing and the kids to go shellfish hunting. Isn't that heartless? Fang Miaomiao is doomed, that trash.]
The live stream erupted into another wave of curses.
Suddenly, someone with moderator status posted in the comments: "Say one more word about Fang Miaomiao, and you'll be kicked out and blacklisted."
This statement completely enraged Shen Jiani and the fans of the others, and they flooded into Fang Miaomiao's live stream.
"Director, Fang Miaomiao's live stream has surpassed thirty million viewers."
"Thirty million?"
Monday, thirty million?
Just how many people are slacking off at work?
"Yes, Director. Fang Miaomiao's live stream viewership is far ahead. Man Tong, senior, follows closely, while the viewership for the other three guests' live streams isn't that great."
Chen Tianming looked at the screens of several live streams, his brows furrowed. "Have Shen Jiani's fans all flocked to Fang Miaomiao's live stream to curse?"
He had to admit, Fang Miaomiao was truly capable, single-handedly attracting the fans of a rising star and a top idol to curse at her.
He wondered if he would also be cursed if he were to collaborate on a movie with Fang Miaomiao. The thought of that scenario almost made him choke.
"Director, it's dropping, it's dropping again, Fang Miaomiao's live stream viewership has decreased."
"What's going on?"
Can't they give him a moment's peace day after day?
"Someone claiming to be a moderator said that anyone who curses Fang Miaomiao again will be kicked out and permanently banned from her live stream."
"Was that an operation by the live streaming company or our program team?"
"By the live streaming company."
Chen Tianming pondered for a moment and quickly came to a conclusion: "I understand. Keep an eye on the trending searches. If any malicious comments about the program team and Fang Miaomiao go up, suppress them."
The staff member stood frozen.
"What, why are you standing there like an idiot?" Chen Tianming, seeing him motionless like an imbecile, kicked him in frustration. "You're an adult, have some awareness!"
"Yes, I'll go right now."
The staff member snapped back to reality and quickly ran out.
Just then, Chen Tianming's phone rang.
It was an unsaved number.
The more it was like this, the more troubled Chen Tianming became.
He asked the assistant director to keep an eye on things and took his phone to a less crowded area.
"Hello."
"Hello, Director Chen Tianming."
Hearing the magnetic and young voice, Chen Tianming became even more puzzled: Could he have guessed wrong? Was it not the Wen family behind the large-scale banning of blackeners on the live stream?
"I am Fang Miaomiao's husband, Wen Zhiyan."
The words "Wen Zhiyan" startled Chen Tianming so much that he almost fell to his knees.
Good heavens, Wen Zhiyan. This man was a legend in City A. After graduating from university, he took over the family's hotel business, not only defeating the leading foreign companies in their domestic hotel industry but also bringing the Wen's Hotel to its peak era.
At the same time, under Wen Zhiyan's leadership, the Wen Group had ventured into the investment industry in recent years, and it could be said that every investment was a sure win.
However, it was a pity that no one knew what Wen Zhiyan looked like, and he never accepted any media interviews.
He had always thought that Fang Miaomiao married into a family with some connection to the Wen family, at most. He never expected her to be married to Wen Zhiyan?
Good heavens, he suddenly felt that paying Fang Miaomiao one million yuan in salary wasn't unreasonable.
"Chairman Wen, hello." Chen Tianming, regaining his composure, immediately asked, "May I ask why Chairman Wen is calling?"
"My wife is kind-hearted and has let you off a few times, but that doesn't mean you can step on her shoulders and do as you please."
Chen Tianming was greatly alarmed and quickly explained: "Chairman Wen, it's not like that."
"We are all sensible people. Because of my wife, I don't want to have any unnecessary conflicts with the director," Wen Zhiyan said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table. "I just hope that in the future, there are some things I don't want to see your hand behind them."
"Of course, of course."
Chen Tianming, sweating profusely, repeatedly agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the studio, slumping into a chair.
"Director, what's wrong?"
"From now on, regarding any trending searches related to Fang Miaomiao on the show, try to suppress them. Not try, it's mandatory."
He understood very well what Wen Zhiyan's words meant. He just couldn't figure out why Wen Zhiyan didn't intervene in the Hongshan Village incident.
The assistant director was stunned. To be honest, Fang Miaomiao had contributed half of the program's popularity in the past two episodes. Although it was brought by anti-fans, it was still genuine popularity. Was he just going to let it go?
"No, Director, are you sure?" the assistant director asked disbelievingly.
"Nonsense, I'm very sure." Chen Tianming rolled his eyes. If he wasn't sure, he didn't even know if he could continue working here.
Moreover, he might get investment for his future movie from this big shot, so this golden goose, Fang Miaomiao, absolutely could not be offended.
The assistant director was confused. Why had the director changed so much after taking a phone call?
Oh well, he wasn't the chief director, so why worry about what wasn't his business.
Under the guidance of the live streaming platform and the program team's backend, Fang Miaomiao's live stream became quiet.
[I feel like I can hear the sound of money power.]
[Just now, the moderator was telling the truth. Whoever curses Fang Miaomiao will be banned from the live stream. The other live streams are going crazy, and some fans are even clamoring, asking why only Fang Miaomiao's live stream can ban haters, while their favorite celebrity's live stream cannot.]
[What, what, I just got off work. I rushed in immediately. What big gossip happened? Tell me quickly.]
Chen Tianming was now paying full attention to Fang Miaomiao's live stream. Seeing this situation, he thought about it and had the program team issue a statement, roughly meaning that netizens should watch harmoniously, reduce foul language, and create a healthy and beautiful internet environment.