The fans of Ryan argued with the spammers.
However, they were completely branded as brain-dead fans.
Countless people, who knew nothing, began to pay attention to the incident.
But because they didn't know what was going on, they were led by the spammers and began to curse Ryan.
In an instant, Ryan was stepped on from being a prince charming to a puddle of mud.!
For the next two days, X Entertainment did nothing.
Letting things continue to fester.
The more silent they were, the more excited the spammers became.
More and more new materials were fabricated, Ryan’ bisexuality, Ryan’s serial child fetish, Ryan’s transvestite, Ryan’s plastic surgery freak, etc.
The spammers even started to lead and boycott Ryan's endorsement.
They formed a group and went after the brands that Ryan endorsed.
They reported that the brand's products were not good and found fault with the brand.
The purpose was to get the brand to replace Ryan.
Although Ryan has many fans, there are more spammers and those who join in to curse Ryan.
Weibo, all major news apps, all major browsers, all major newspapers and magazines are full of scandals about Ryan.
The fans, who were furious, began to abuse X Entertainment.
They cursed the company for being stupid and inactive, and pitied Ryan.
However, within X Entertainment, the situation was calm and quiet.
Everything was going on in an orderly manner.
Inside the chairman's office.
The sunlight was beating in from all sides through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining warmly all over the world.
On the fluffy sofa, Jocelyn, Ryan and Paige were drinking flower tea while watching the news on the internet.
There were no waves under everyone's eyes.
"The major brands are under pressure, as well as that Cillian, now they all say that they don't want to renew our contract next, and Cillian has also placed a blocking order in the circle." Paige said, then slowly took a sip of the flower tea in her cup.
"Good." Jocelyn uttered.
Ryan did not say anything, just silently sipped his tea.
He would do as the company required.
He believed that what Jocelyn said was right.
At this time, the phone vibrated.
It disturbed the quietness of the room.
Jocelyn's phone screen showed a series of unknown numbers.
She instantly pressed answer.
"So you're fucking Jocelyn. How about it, Jocelyn, are you satisfied with the storm now?"
It was Cillian's voice.
On the other side of the phone, Cillian was sitting inside his investment company's big office, lazily leaning against the back of his chair, looking at the news about Ryan.
His body was full of the superiority of standing at the top of the food chain.
Jocelyn coldly snorted, "It's me, I am very satisfied."
The condescending tone made Cillian burn with anger, "You are?"
Jocelyn gently put down the cup of tea, glanced at Ryan, and said with a smile, "I am."
As her words fell, she then recorded it again.
Cillian, "You really know how to pretend, Jocelyn. I'll give you one last chance, think of a way to get Ryan into my bed, I can let bygones be bygones... ..."
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