chsdbacks Chapter 158 Lin Zhou's Black Army Group: 5 cents per post? I'll offer 5 yuan!
Chapter 158 Lin Zhou's Black Army Group: 5 cents per post? I'll offer 5 yuan!
On the screen, messages were scrolling wildly at a rate of dozens per second in the large group chat called "Special Task Force to Suppress Lin Zhou".
The group leader, "Scarface," was clearly a responsible foreman, urging his keyboard warriors to hurry up.
[Group Owner - Scarface: Hurry up, everyone! The hashtag "Lin Zhou Get Out of the Entertainment Industry" has dropped in the rankings! Who's slacking off? Deduct pay!]
[Group Owner - Scarface: To reiterate, the copy must include the phrase "insulting classic literature"! This is a strict requirement from the client! 50 cents per post, screenshot to claim payment, anything that doesn't meet the requirements will not be considered!]
Lin Zhou stared at the constantly flashing "50 cents" on the screen as the cigarette in his mouth burned out.
He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, his fingers hovering above the keyboard, a compassionate look on his face that seemed to express his pity for this cheap labor force.
"Five cents? With prices these days, five cents can't even buy a steamed bun."
"Zhao Jianguo, there's a limit to how much you can exploit your employees, isn't there?"
He shook his head, then his slender fingers slammed down the Enter key.
next second.
The online trolls, who were carrying out their smear campaign in full swing, suddenly experienced a strange glitch.
All chat windows were instantly and forcibly cleared from the screen.
Immediately afterwards, a bold, red, and flashing announcement for all staff appeared, like a god descending to earth, forcefully occupying the center of everyone's screen.
[Announcement to all staff: Brothers, you're still working overtime during the Chinese New Year holiday, thank you for your hard work.]
[Let me introduce myself, I'm Lin Zhou. I heard someone offered 50 cents for every piece of dirt on me? That's stingy! I can't stand it!]
[Starting now, I'll pay five yuan per message! Task details changed: 1. Praise "A Chinese Odyssey" as a masterpiece; 2. Send out the chat log and screenshot of the transfer from the Royal Dynasty Entertainment order!]
[Immediate payment! No delays! Anyone who turns down money is a fool!]
Dead silence.
For a full ten seconds, the usually bustling group of a thousand people was as quiet as a tomb.
The keyboard warriors sitting in front of their computers stared wide-eyed, wondering if they were hallucinating from masturbation.
Lin Zhou? That gigolo they all scorned?
Has it been hacked?
And... a tenfold increase in salary?
Finally, someone sent the first message, albeit tremblingly.
[Water Army 007: Holy crap? Really? Five yuan apiece? Am I seeing things?]
This sentence seemed to break some kind of seal, and the group chat instantly erupted in chaos.
[Keyboard Warrior #1: This guy's a hacker! Where's the group admin? Scarface, someone's causing trouble!]
[Professional troll: Who cares if he's a hacker or not, it's five bucks a time, guys! I only make fifty bucks a day hacking, this one post is worth ten days' work?]
[Passerby A: The boss is so generous! If he really gave me five yuan, I'd do anything for him, not just praise "A Chinese Odyssey," I'd even call Lin Zhou "Dad"!]
Seeing the sudden shift in the group's sentiment, "Scarface," the group leader who was directing the operation from his private room in the internet cafe, broke out in a cold sweat.
He slammed his fist on the keyboard in anger, frantically clicking the "administrator" avatar that had suddenly appeared.
"Damn it! Who came up with these shady characters who dare to mess with us!"
"Kick him! Kick him for me!"
However, no matter how many times he clicked "Remove Member," the system only displayed a cold, impersonal message box:
[Operation failed! You do not have sufficient permissions!]
"Insufficient permissions? I'm the group owner!"
Scarface was furious and wanted to mute everyone, but before his hand even touched the keyboard, a huge red exclamation mark suddenly popped up on the screen.
You have been removed from this group chat.
Scarface: "???"
Just as he was staring blankly at the wallpaper on his computer desktop, the atmosphere in the group chat had reached its climax.
Lin Zhou is clearly a pragmatist who understands the principle of "courtesy before force".
To prove he wasn't just making empty promises, he generously offered a huge red envelope.
Wishing you prosperity and good fortune!
One hundred large red envelopes, each worth two hundred yuan, rained down on them.
That red interface was even more festive than lanterns during the Spring Festival.
[Water army 007 received 200 yuan.]
Keyboard Warrior #1 received 158 yuan.
[The professional troll received 199 yuan.]
"Holy crap! It's real! The money arrived instantly!"
"President Lin is awesome! President Lin is mighty! President Lin, may you enjoy good health and all your wishes come true!"
"Brothers, what are you waiting for? Make some money! This guy's a living god of wealth!"
Money can make the devil turn the millstone, and even more money can make the millstone turn the devil.
In the eyes of these professional online trolls, professional ethics and client agreements are nothing compared to ten times the commission and real money red envelopes. They're just toilet paper, too lazy to even use it if it's too hard.
"Um... Mr. Lin, could you please delete and resend those messages that were insulting you earlier?"
Someone asked cautiously.
Lin Zhou leaned back in his chair and slowly typed a reply:
[Don't delete it, keep it. The contrast between arrogance at first and obsequiousness at second is more convincing.]
[Remember, keep a screenshot of the mission posted by the guy called "Scarface"; it's our nuclear weapon for retaliation.]
[Get to work, guys. Let's show Boss Zhao what the power of money is.]
【Just you wait and see!】
At a single command, thousands of troops turned their guns around.
Accounts that were frantically spamming "Lin Zhou, get out of the entertainment industry" just minutes ago have suddenly changed their tune, as if they've all been possessed.
On Weibo, a refreshing stream suddenly emerged in the previously chaotic comment section.
No, it's a mudslide.
[User 89757: Sorry everyone, I was just blinded by greed! 'A Chinese Odyssey' is really good! I take back what I said about Director Lin earlier. By the way, here's the evidence that Dynasty Entertainment bought online trolls. They pay us 50 cents a post to smear their competitors. This is such a disgusting thing to do! [Images][Images]]
[Specializing in criticizing bad movies: I confess! I'm a paid troll! But I'm also a conscientious one (mainly because Director Lin gave me too much). Zhao Jianguo of Dynasty Entertainment, in order to suppress new directors, you actually made us spread rumors that they are corrupting children? Doesn't your conscience hurt? Everyone, go see "A Chinese Odyssey," a masterpiece that needs no explanation!]
Chat screenshots and transfer records are flooding social media platforms like snowflakes.
The mission requirements were clearly stated above: [You must include the phrase "insulting a classic," smear Lin Zhou, and praise *Warframe*.]
Netizens were enjoying the drama when this sudden reversal left them completely bewildered.
"Holy crap? The paid trolls have exposed themselves?"
"What kind of plot is this? Even the online trolls have turned against us? Did Dynasty Entertainment not pay us enough?"
"Hahaha, that's hilarious! Five cents a piece? Mr. Zhao, you're so stingy! No wonder people want to switch jobs!"
"It's confirmed! I was wondering why the comments section was full of copy-pasted posts; it turns out it was Dynasty Entertainment behind this! I feel sorry for Director Lin; I have to buy a ticket to support him this time!"
At this moment, the tide of public opinion completely reversed.
The sword that was originally aimed at Lin Zhou, with the support of "money power," turned into a series of resounding slaps, landing hard on the face of Dynasty Entertainment.
Lin Zhou closed the chat window, looked at the endless stream of "words of justice" on the screen, and stretched.
"For five yuan apiece, we bought the entire internet's buzz and reputation, and incidentally eliminated our competitors."
He picked up the coffee on the table, which had long since gone cold, took a sip, and smacked his lips.
"This deal is a good one."