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Chapter 297 - Chapter 297 She is not only good at throwing people down

Chapter 297: She is not only good at throwing people down. Chapter 297: She is not only good at throwing people down. Soon the boss was going to tell him that she was not just good at throwing people down.

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Online.

At this moment, An Lan’s fans were engaged in a fierce battle with passersby because of the little bastard’s problem. An Lan’s loyal fans were being bullied and ridiculed a lot for this. Being not famous was a sin; having a bad reputation was also a sin.

Those abusive and humiliating words might not hurt Shi Lan, but they hurt the person who had previously written her a letter to encourage her.

In the afternoon, Sun Ling organized some of An Lan’s loyal fans’ private messages on Weibo and sent them to Shi Lan.

Just like last time, they were full of worries and consolations.

After Shi Lan read them, she went online again and posted a Weibo message.

@An Lan: “Why are some people still coercing fans by using ‘passerby approval’? I have already made my position clear, I don’t care. If you think you’re so important, I really think it’s self-indulgent; also, may An Lan’s fans desensitize themselves to these three words as soon as possible.”

Below the text, she also had a picture, which was the words ‘passerby approval’ crossed out.

Shi Lan did not understand why so many people in this world cared about others’ opinions; she thought it was the dumbest thing ever to let others decide how you live.

You are you; why must you gain others’ recognition and affection?

Thus, Shi Lan disdained and found it unworthy whether it was netizens who pointed fingers at others or An Lan, who was controlled by others’ emotions.

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The little bastard, lying in the hospital, felt a rush of pleasure seeing his sister being attacked on his phone. Who let that woman hire a bodyguard to torture him at sea for three days and nights?

Now it was her turn to reap what she sowed, right?

Serves her right!

Since the media could come at any time, An Zijun had the nurses watch An Yang’s movements closely; after all, only the sunburn was real. The other injuries claiming concussion and a broken leg were just for show. If the media noticed any loopholes, then today’s exposure would be in vain and could even backfire.

An Yang listened carefully to his cousin’s advice, thus he lay in the bed almost motionless, with a full sense of drama.

As evening approached, the media presence in the hospital suddenly increased. Some were there because An Zijun had spent money, while others came purely for the sensational brawl.

With this, An Yang put on an even greater effort, hooked up to an IV and continuously cried out in pain.

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As soon as it struck six, Shi Lan changed her clothes and left the house.

But today she didn’t ride a bike; instead, she got into Huo Zhao’s Jeep.

Since they were going to take down a stage, of course, she had to bring along a doctor and a lawyer, two men in their early thirties, who looked very reliable and were now carrying briefcases and sitting in the back seat.

“Miss An.”

“Miss An.”

“The one on the left is Lawyer Liu, and the one on the right is Doctor Luo. They are both my seniors,” Huo Zhao explained to Shi Lan.

“Going to crash the party, if it wasn’t for you bringing people, normal folks would indeed not dare to go,” Shi Lan said. “I will trouble you two later.

Actually, the boss alone was fully capable, and the other roles might not be needed, but she wanted to give the boss peace of mind; moreover, more people seemed more imposing, although she alone could fend off a thousand troops.

“Those two brothers are just wasting public resources to play with the public’s intellect,” Huo Zhao commented.

“You look at their despicable means and think they are foolish, but look how many people are hooked; you’ll realize that the simpler and cruder things are, the more they resonate and evoke empathy. It’s why I really don’t care about their feelings,” Shi Lan said. “The rubbernecking crowd doesn’t care about the truth; they enjoy the process of national participation, and this is precisely why I never care about their feelings.”

“Because they… never care about the feelings of those who are cyber-bullied.”

“In a while, they’ll know what it means to play with fire.”