Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

After the incident broke out, Yuewu and He Sui took a short leave of absence. Shengxi was also eager for her to leave. If it weren't for the agreement signed when she enrolled, given the impact Yuewu had on Shengxi, she would have been fired long ago. It seems that they need to find time to revise the enrollment agreement as soon as possible. Moreover, for someone like Yuewu, no matter what her status is, she should be expelled. Their board of directors is not to be underestimated.

I opened my phone, and a barrage of reports popped up, starting with the incident Yuewu caused and analyzing her life from childhood to adulthood—kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, and university—they dug it all up. Those people were a bunch of idiots, believing whatever they were told online, and had already begun to spontaneously boycott her, completely lacking any ability to discern.

No! The principal thought it over and over and still felt that it had to be done urgently. In this internet age, even the smallest things can escalate very quickly. He knew his students well; they were naturally arrogant and proud, and it was common for them to ostracize and isolate special admissions students. It wasn't a huge deal, but it wasn't a small one either. If someone with ulterior motives exposed it, and it came down to Yuewu's bullying incident, Shengxi would be bombarded with criticism. After all, this was Huaguo, and the power of the masses was still very strong. If they united and made a big fuss, the losses wouldn't be just a few thousand or a few hundred, but millions or tens of millions. Who would want to lose money because of some undeserved disaster?

"Hey, send the word down to a meeting of all directors to revise the agreement."

Instead of acting immediately, Yuewu went with the flow, hiring some online trolls to stir up the topic. She wanted to escalate the situation until the person behind it couldn't handle it anymore, and then it would be her turn to strike. She didn't know much about how many years cyberbullying could get her in, but she soon found out.

Privately, she was also busy, compiling and printing the collected information. He Sui helped contact lawyers to file lawsuits against those involved in cyberbullying one by one. Finding them one by one took a lot of effort, but with 66's assistance, it saved a lot of time.

Chi Jiaojiao knew the whole story and was so angry she wanted to bite him. She supported Yuewu's revenge with both hands. Just because they didn't provoke others didn't mean they didn't have a temper. If they dared to bully others, they should have expected to be punished.

Her little darling is so well-behaved, how could she bear to bully cyberbullies? And that Mr. He, after finding out the children were switched at birth, she investigated the He family's situation thoroughly. Mrs. He was a hospital caregiver, earning only 5,000 yuan a month even with hard work, but the entire He family was extremely sexist, favoring sons over daughters, and Mr. He was a spoiled scumbag who drank, gambled, and committed domestic violence. Back then, they even gave Mr. He 500,000 yuan to buy out Xiao Guai's custody, and the contract was still valid. Now he's causing trouble; people are never satisfied.

A few days later, the whole internet was in an uproar. People started receiving court summons. They were just staying at home when they received court summons. They originally just wanted to play a prank and post it online to show off, but the number of comments in the comment section exploded, and they were almost all about court summons.

Gradually, they realized something was wrong. At first, they thought it was just a prank. Ordinary people like them had never encountered such things before, and they were the righteous side punishing evil and promoting good. How could they have the nerve to sue them? But when they discovered that so many people had been given flyers, and that they were even sent by the same person, they realized that Moon Mist was serious.

Some people, still furious, went to lawyers wanting to confront them head-on, but either they were rejected outright by top national law firms, or they were advised to apologize after learning what they had done. In short, no one was willing to take on the case, and that's when these people panicked.

This incident has brought the matter to a new level, but no one is criticizing it anymore. After all, there are precedents to learn from, and the fact that Yuewu is willing to go to such great lengths to file lawsuits one by one, showing such toughness, has actually changed public opinion. People don't think someone like that would do bad things.

However, the vast majority remain neutral, and everything is subject to official announcements.

Yuewu and Hesui turned around and appeared in the old restaurant. The man opposite them began to wolf down his food as soon as it was served, his mouth greasy. He was happily greeting people as he ate. Yuewu pouted. What was he pretending to be, acting like he was treating people? It made her lose her appetite.

Neither Yuewu nor He Sui touched their chopsticks, coldly watching the person opposite them, the original owner's biological father—He's father.

Everyone else has been dealt with, and He's father, his accomplice, can't escape either. Today, we're sending him on his way.

After a while, He's father patted his belly with satisfaction. He was still wearing the same clothes that had appeared at Shengxi's door before. He probably hadn't been out of prison long, as he looked haggard and thin. Coupled with his tattered clothes, he did indeed evoke sympathy. If they successfully evoked sympathy, then their goal had been achieved.

A lavish and morally corrupt fake heiress and a poor and emaciated father—the contrast is indeed striking. But without knowing the full story, I won't comment. Whether you're a hired hand or just a keyboard warrior, go in.

Father He squinted at Yuewu and He Sui, not expecting the two to have such a harmonious relationship. They sat together and were hostile to him, their father. Hmph, so what if they can't stand him? They still have to be controlled by him. Look, they're obediently trying to please him.

He didn't expect to rely on blood ties for a lifetime. Even a rabbit will jump over a wall when cornered, let alone a living person. So he decided to make enough money to live comfortably for the rest of his life. He had already done his research and found that his daughter had a bad reputation, and there were even people deliberately framing her. Rich people care about their reputation, and if they didn't satisfy him, no one would have a good time.

He casually wiped his mouth with a tissue and began to negotiate, "I need a sum of money, thirty million. Give me the money and I'll immediately clarify things and won't bother you again."

He Sui scoffed. He remembered clearly, "Back then, you received a sum of money and signed an agreement to buy out the deal, didn't you?"

If money could solve the problem, that would be fine, but the other party is a persistent nuisance. They took a few million not long ago and now they're asking for tens of millions. Compromising time and time again won't make this kind of person back down; on the contrary, it will make them seem easy to bully and allow them to bully even more recklessly.

Yuewu smiled faintly, "I hope this is the last time, but I can't come up with thirty million, ten million at most."

As a gambling addict, Mr. He loved to test people's hearts in casinos. Hearing this, he knew that ten million was not Yuewu's bottom line. It seemed that they were richer than he thought, and he could still try to negotiate.

"No, we're blood relatives after all. If it weren't for me, would you be living such a good life? Even if you gave me hundreds of millions, it wouldn't be too much. Thirty million is too little. If we had known about the impact of public opinion, if we had dragged this out any longer, the losses might have been much greater than this amount of money."

He Sui readily agreed, "I can give you 30 million. I hope this is the last time. I don't want to see you in this city again."

Mr. He's eyes lit up immediately, and he felt a little regretful. "Alas, it seems I still underestimated it. But 30 million! That's enough money to fill several large trucks in sacks. I've never seen anything like it in my life. With so much money, going out for a little fun shouldn't be a problem. Anyway, it's such a lot of money."

"Ok, Ok!"

He Sui was very decisive. He immediately asked for the bank card number and transferred the money. When He's father saw the countless zeros, he was overjoyed. "Haha, good, great! That stupid woman, He's mother, has finally done one thing right."

After receiving the money, Mr. He repeatedly promised to pack his things and leave that very night. When he left, he was beaming with pride and swagger, a stark contrast to when he first arrived. He had become rich and immediately forgot his roots.

He Sui called over the waiters and asked them to remove the dishes and bring out a new dish that Yue Wu liked. The waiters brought the dishes in an orderly and efficient manner and left quickly, leaving the private room clean and tidy again, with only Yue Wu and He Sui remaining.

"I've recorded everything here, what about you?"

He Sui first scooped up a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Yue Wu, then slowly replied, "Yes, everything is ready. Just give me your instructions."

Moon Mist picked up the spoon and slurped a mouthful—so fresh!

"Speaking of which, aren't you going to change your surname? Isn't it unlucky to have such a surname?"

"No need, I did it for my mother."

A pitiful and tragic woman.