Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

Country A, Jincheng, headquarters of Rolling Star magazine.

The beautiful secretary, dressed in a business suit, said to Harrison as he approached, "The board members are already inside, Mr. Harrison. You have 10 minutes to make a statement and defend the company in the face of this public relations crisis."

"The board members will vote on your retention or dismissal based on your statement."

Harrison was still wearing a well-tailored sapphire blue suit, and his hair was styled meticulously.

His secretary opened the door for him, and he strolled in, one hand in his pocket.

The door behind me slowly closed with a click.

“Please sit down, Mr. Harrison,” said Marion Phillips, the silver-haired founder of Rolling Star magazine, in a slightly cold voice.

The room was decorated like the world-famous painting "The Last Supper".

A long table was laid out horizontally, and founder Marion Phillips sat in the 'God's seat,' his blue-gray eyes scrutinizing Harrison as he walked in.

In the center of the meeting room, a separate chair was placed, clearly prepared for Harrison.

Harrison did not sit down, but instead held onto the back of the chair and slowly began to speak: "Your secretary told me that you gave me 10 minutes to explain myself, but I think I won't need it."

"I only have three sentences to say."

"Times have changed, old men."

The board members were in an uproar.

They couldn't believe that this young man, who had been so humble and polite during the interview, could have such a true nature.

Harrison said, "Your stubbornness will only cause Rolling Star to be crushed in the tides of time."

Marion Phillips, the founder of Rolling Star magazine, pointed to the door and said, "I think we don't need to waste time listening to your third sentence. Now, you can get out right now."

Harrison slowly stood up. "Oh, of course, you're probably thinking, 'I'm going to kick this arrogant brat out of the business.'"

"But soon, I think we'll meet again at this year's Gome Awards, Mr. Phillips."

Harrison, standing at the front door, curled his lip in a sarcastic smile. "We'll see each other again soon."

Harrison didn't take anything with him.

He simply handed the cleaner a $100 bill and asked him to destroy his personal belongings in his office.

As he walked out of Rolling Stars' headquarters, he got into a black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the back seat, his gloating partner poured him a glass of whiskey.

"Ha~ Celebrate your first defeat, my friend."

Harrison didn't mind the little joke.

He politely accepted the wine glass. "It's nothing. It would be best to use public opinion, but it's not a big deal if we don't. It's just another 'white glove' to push. Those powerful figures will never abandon me."

"I am profit."

"Well said!" The person next to him clinked glasses with him. "Let's toast to our interests."

Just then, Harrison's phone rang.

The area code indicates the call originated from China.

Harrison stared at the number and slowly answered, "This is Harrison, who is this?"

"Hello, Mr. Harrison." The woman's voice on the other end was very sweet, reminding Harrison of the Asian woman on stage.

A pretty face and a pleasant voice make her perfect plaything for some big shots.

“I am one of the directors of ‘Tianyin’, you can call me ‘Ms. Zhang’.”

“Someday in the future, I think we will join forces because of someone, and this phone call is just a friendly greeting.”

Harrison raised an eyebrow slightly.

He was getting impatient with this Asian woman's vague ramblings. "My time is precious, ma'am. If you don't have something important to say, I'm leaving..."

With a 'buzz'.

A message popped up on his phone.

Harrison frowned and checked his phone.

Then, his eyes widened.

It was a bank notification showing that he had received a transfer of $150 million.

Zhang Hanyu on the other end of the phone laughed and said, "I hope you like this gift!"

Harrison smiled immediately. "Of course, dear Miss Zhang, welcome aboard."

"So, we're 'friends' now?"

"Haha, you are such a lovely lady. Yes, I rarely have a 'friend' as sincere as you."

Having received the answer she wanted, Zhang Hanyu politely hung up the phone.

At this time, night had fallen in China.

Zhang Hanyu, aboard her newly purchased cruise ship "Hanyu," elegantly sipped a glass of red wine on the deck.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu!!"

A man wearing only underwear was lying in front of her, his body covered in bruises and his face swollen like a pig's head.

Looking at the full moon on the coastline, Zhang Hanyu said, "Mr. Wang, I've said before that the Zhang family's money is not easy to take, and mine is even harder to take."

She leaned forward and poured the wine from her glass over Wang Congrui's head.

The bleeding wound, combined with the alcohol, caused Wang Congrui, whose mouth was gagged, to let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Zhang Hanyu was still smiling, sweet and beautiful, just like when Wang Congrui first met her.

However, Wang Congrui was terrified.

"Mmmmm, Mmmmm!"

Zhang Hanyu tapped his mouth from a distance, and the bodyguard immediately removed the gag from his mouth.

"Spare me! Miss Zhang, I'll give you the money back, really! Please let me go, I'll never do it again!"

Zhang Hanyu sighed softly, "Oh, you're so stupid, so stupid that I don't even want to talk to you anymore."

She gave the bodyguard a look, and the bodyguard immediately grabbed Wang Congrui by the neck and lifted him off the ground.

Another person tied a rope around his feet.

But Wang Congrui was so terrified he didn't notice anything amiss.

The bodyguard dragged the person to the side of the ship and shoved him hard.

The sky was dark and heavy, the sea was dark and heavy, and then there was a loud "plop".

Zhang Hanyu also called her cousin Zhang Junyu midway through, saying, "Brother Junyu, it's me."

"Yes, I know. Of course I'll be careful. I have so many bodyguards with me."

"But Junyu, you're still up so late?"

"Oh, it's about the music department. Is Junyu still angry about Uncle Si?"

She casually snapped her fingers, and the bodyguard behind her understood and pulled the rope.

Soon, Wang Congrui, terrified and like a drowning dog, was thrown onto the deck.

Zhang Hanyu whispered to Zhang Junyu, "Big brother, if you make trouble for Fourth Uncle at this time, Grandma will be angry."

“I know that too, so I’m not here to give my brother advice, am I? Look at that new ‘brother’ from the Wei family, what do you think of him? He undermines us and doesn’t follow the ‘rules’.”

Zhang Hanyu looked down at Wang Congrui, who was coughing on the deck, and said, "Let that editor-in-chief of The Sound of Music go and 'atone for his sins'."

Grandma always said, "When it comes to music, the Zhang family has the final say."

"Since the Wei family appreciates that woman's songs so much, they shouldn't put her in the top five of the monthly charts this time."

"And that Li Ming, that traitorous guy is infuriating, don't you think, brother?"

"Of course I know, but Grandma said that woman is too aggressive right now, so we should avoid her for the time being. Haven't some people already rushed up to her?"

Thinking about the news she saw this afternoon, Zhang Hanyu's lips curled up slightly.

"It seems like it's that illegitimate son of the Pan family who got involved, but his methods are really appalling."

She shook her head slightly. "Grandma said that if you can't kill a poisonous snake, you shouldn't try to kill it easily. I think she's out of her mind and is making some stupid moves."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhang Hanyu hung up the phone.

She handed the satellite phone to her bodyguard, then smiled and walked up to Wang Congrui, leaning down to ask gently, "Do you know what to do this time, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Congrui was nearly scared to death by this crazy woman. All romantic fantasies vanished, and he frantically nodded in assurance with his last ounce of strength:

"I'll kick the Wei family out of the top five, Miss! I can definitely do it this time! Trust me one more time!"

Zhang Hanyu had her bodyguards politely help the person to a recliner.

She took the towel from the bodyguard and gently wiped the water off Wang Congrui's face.

But the moment she touched him, Wang Congrui trembled with fear, as if he had stepped on an electric shock.

"Mr. Wang is very smart. Don't do anything stupid when you get back."

"Go find those police officers. I might not get into any trouble, but if you make me angry, the next time I take you out to sea, it won't be as simple as just asking you to swim."

She smiled and whispered coolly to Wang Congrui, "When the time comes, I'll invite you to 'live' underwater for a long time."

Wang Congrui rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Alright, let's go back." A flash of disgust crossed Zhang Hanyu's eyes.

……

At this point, the internet exploded again.

Fang Ruoxi's name once again topped the trending searches.

However, the news headline was not what everyone expected: 'The Dolphin Princess Returns Home'.

Fang Ruoxi was arrested

Fang Ruoxi committed illegal and criminal acts

The 'Dolphin Princess' has character flaws.

It quickly sparked heated discussions among the public.

[1L: Ugh, I give up, it's her again?]

[13L: Is the Chinese entertainment industry any better? Can't this kind of scum be banned sooner? How many times has he been trending on social media for negative reasons? Is his protection network that strong? I suggest a thorough investigation!]

[182L: No, I mean, aren't those bailiffs taking her away in the photo bailiffs? Saying it was an arrest isn't accurate, is it? We don't even know what happened yet... Don't spread rumors.]

[1661L: Upstairs, Fang Ruoxi's fans, please stop defending her, okay? How long has your idol been in the industry? How many times has she been on trending topics with negative press? If her character is truly impeccable, how could she have so much negative press?]

[Reply: You're the one who's joking! Everything's been made clear before! It wasn't Ruoxi's fault at all!]

[Reply: Oh dear, look at this brainless fan making a fool of themselves~]

[4891L: As a neutral observer, let me say something fair: flies don't land on eggs without cracks. The fact that some people are constantly trending on social media for negative reasons speaks volumes.]