Even After My Death
Chapter 554 - 459: The Ironclad Evidence Against Wen Dalian

Chapter 554: Chapter 459: The Ironclad Evidence Against Wen Dalian

The audience count in Dalian’s live stream room reached 10w+, Jiang Ning’s barrage comment was plain and ordinary, quickly submerged within the countless other comments, going unnoticed.

However, the work she released would not necessarily go unnoticed.

Jiang Ning posted her work one second, and the next second, she received notifications for likes and comments.

"Ah ah ah, Jiang Jiang, it’s Jiang Jiang!"

"Hahaha, as soon as the System notified me, I rushed in!"

"Jiang Jiang has been more active these days than she was before, I’m happy."

Those who commented first were basically not looking at the content of the update, just commenting directly.

After going through the ritual of liking and commenting, they contentedly scrolled down to the comment section to carefully read the content of Jiang Ning’s work.

Absolutely, some netizens were first shocked by the content of the work that Jiang Ning updated:

"Dalian??!!"

"I’m not seeing things, am I? Hahaha, now it’s Dalian’s turn, what a karma!"

"Just huffed out of Dalian’s live stream room, and the next second I see what Jiang Jiang posted, so satisfying! Ah ah ah, Jiang Jiang, I knew I wasn’t wrong about you!"

"@Capital City Public Security@Wenzhou Police@TikTok Help Center@Internet Regulatory Departments@National Food Safety Administration@National Tax Administration, hurry up, hurry up, get to work!"

"Don’t just busy yourselves with @ing them, at this time you should be @ing Dalian and his family members, hahaha, the family who eats carcinogens and excrement~~"

Everyone giggled behind their hands, those who were once frustrated as they left Dalian’s live stream room returned with the courage given to them by Jiang Ning, ready for a vigorous counterattack.

[Dalian, is it okay to feed your family carcinogens and excrement feces?]

[The family members like Dalian so much, they must have bought a lot of his self-produced and self-sold Wen Family pickles, hahaha; I can’t, too funny.]

[Er, that thing, I come from a big mountain, I have only eaten homemade pickles, never bought ones, just wanted to ask, what’s the taste of Wen Family pickles?]

[Dalian, is tax evasion okay with you?]

[Family members, do Wen Family pickles taste good?]

[Mother’s grace, more than ten million in tax evasion, that’s more money than my whole family could earn in a lifetime]

[...]

If there were only one or two comments, they might not have attracted attention, but these sarcastic comments popping up at the same time are hard to ignore.

[What are you guys talking about?]

[Jiang Ning’s fans, are you guys sick? Can’t win the argument so you choose the sarcastic route?]

[Our Brother Dalian’s homemade pickles sold tens of millions of units last year! With all sorts of flavors available, they’re perfect whether as a snack or served with a meal, suitable for adults, children, and the elderly, that’s how strong he is! You’re just jealous!]

The fans in the live stream room who were defending Dalian immediately fought back, thinking that Jiang Ning’s fans were deliberately picking fights.

But seeing these comments on the screen, Dalian’s expression suddenly changed.

Previously relaxed and seated, he immediately rose from his chair in a panic.

Dalian leaned close to the screen, looking at the comments nervously, assuring himself he wasn’t seeing things.

Other staff members and assistants nearby, originally relaxed, now had no idea how to react when they looked at Dalian, unknowing what had gotten into him.

Dalian’s obviously abnormal state was so clear that anyone who couldn’t see it must be blind.

[Hahaha, look, he’s starting to panic.]

[Dalian, our Jiang Jiang has set her sights on you; you just wait quietly for the police to knock on your door!]

[Selling pickles that nobody would take even for free for twenty-five a pack, Dalian, just wait for your demise!]

Dalian couldn’t believe he was reading these words.

He was subconsciously guilty, as he was crystal clear about the sanitary conditions of his production workshop.

But he had hidden it so well, with production and packaging not in the same place, how could it possibly be discovered?!

Dalian didn’t believe it, nor did he dare to believe it.

With a stern face, he looked at the glaring comments on the screen, "What are you talking about, moderators, quick, kick them out, if you keep posting these false messages I’ll sue each of you for slander!"

Speaking with righteous indignation, he said, "I’ve shown everyone around the production workshop live many times before, many fans have conducted surprise visits, suddenly coming here, asking me to show them the pickle production workshop, and I confidently showed them around, not just once did I live stream on-site..."

[Yes, I know about this. Many times fans conducted surprise visits, and Brother Dalian, while live streaming, didn’t hesitate and took everyone to see the production workshop, it was clean and dust-free, extremely sanitary. Support Dalian!]

[You trolls, just get lost already!]

Fans immediately stood up to defend Dalian.

[Heh, idiots.]

[Truly blind until death is upon them, remember how confident you are now, next time you appear on camera, don’t fake tears begging everyone for forgiveness.]

[Solid proof delivery: Jiang Ning’s latest TikTok work.]

Seconds later, those netizens who previously supported Dalian:

[Wen Dog B, screw your aunt!]

[Vomit.jpg, Vomit.jpg, Vomit.jpg, Trash Wen, I’m taking my whole family to the hospital for a check-up right now, if there’s any discomfort, you just wait to go to prison!]

[...]

The attitudes of the netizens changed drastically, filling the screen with curses.

Dalian was bewildered, and just then, the assistant shakily held up a phone to him.

After seeing the content on the screen, Dalian turned deathly pale.

It was over, everything was over...