"It's like this," the General Manager said helplessly. "Your company can directly inform us about which trending topics you want to promote or remove. No payment is needed—we’ll handle it for you."
Just please don’t hack into Weibo again.
They’d been on edge because of it.
"Oh, alright."
Lei Hui nodded, dazed as he hung up the phone.
Weibo, with its massive user base, had always been arrogant. How come they were suddenly being so cooperative?
Lei Hui called Lin Xuan. "Boss, the General Manager of Weibo just contacted me. He said we can directly coordinate with them for promoting or removing trending topics—they’ll arrange it for our company."
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "No charge?"
"None," Lei Hui shook his head.
"Quite sensible of them," Lin Xuan chuckled.
"Boss, how did you pull this off?" Lei Hui couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Xuan: "Simple—I hacked their website."
Lei Hui: "..."
Brutally straightforward, as expected.
Wait a minute—
Lei Hui caught another detail. "Boss, you can hack into Weibo?"
"Yep."
Lin Xuan nodded. "It’s pretty easy."
Lei Hui was speechless.
Just what kind of monster was his boss? And he called it easy?
For years, no one had ever successfully breached Weibo’s backend. Yet his boss had done it—and instead of reporting him to the authorities, Weibo was practically groveling…
Was there anything their boss couldn’t do?
The three dramas from Skyline Group were already well-written, and with this level of promotion, more and more people were downloading the Palm Video app.
The key point? No pirated versions existed.
Though these shows aired on TV, the earlier episodes were no longer available for replay. The only way to watch them was by downloading Palm Video and subscribing as a member.
Lin Chang reviewed the data Lin Qingwan had brought him.
"What’s going on here?"
Assuming there was an error, he frowned. "Celestial Romance’s popularity should’ve surged. Not only hasn’t it risen—it’s dropped?"
Lin Qingwan pressed her lips together. "Dad, the data isn’t wrong."
"No mistake? How is that possible? Celestial Romance’s buzz can’t be this low." Lin Chang still refused to believe it.
"Dad," Lin Qingwan replied, "all the attention has been diverted to Skyline Group’s dramas. Right now, Celestial Romance has zero discussion."
If Skyline had only released one show, it might’ve been manageable.
But they had three—all top-tier productions. People only had so much free time, and these three series alone could consume six hours of it.
No one had time left for Celestial Romance.
"How is this possible?" Lin Chang’s face darkened. "A blockbuster like Celestial Romance, losing to a bunch of newcomers on a brand-new platform?"
"Dad, I’ve watched them—those three dramas are genuinely well-made," Lin Qingwan said quietly. "This time… we’ve lost."
She had been following the competing shows these past few days. Celestial Romance paled in comparison.
"Lost? What do you mean lost?" Lin Chang gritted his teeth. "The entertainment industry is our company’s core business. How could we lose to Lin Xuan’s startup, barely a year old?"
"Immediately start pouring money into this—find ways to smear their lead actors. Pay platforms to pull those dramas off the trending lists!"
"Dad, those actors have clean records. There’s no dirt to dig up." She had already considered these tactics.
"They’re only promoting on Weibo and TigerVoice—and TigerVoice is their own platform. As for Weibo, I contacted them, but they outright refused."
Lin Qingwan’s expression was bleak.
"Dad, right now, there’s nothing we can do to stop those three dramas from dominating."
"At this rate, Celestial Romance might only recoup one or two hundred million. Our production budget was six hundred million, plus another one or two hundred million in pre-release promotions. This time… we’re facing a total loss."
No—it wasn’t just a loss.
From now on, they wouldn’t be able to hinder Skyline Group’s expansion in the entertainment industry.
Skyline’s Palm Novels app housed a vast library of stories ripe for adaptation into films, TV series, and animations.
They also nurtured a strong team of directors and screenwriters.
Skyline’s entertainment division could very well replace Starlight Entertainment as the industry leader.
Lin Chang seemed to realize this too.
With a thud, he collapsed back into his chair.
"Lin Xuan!"
"That ungrateful brat!"
He clenched his jaw.
Lin Xuan had been born to ruin him!
If only he’d drowned the boy at birth—then he wouldn’t be here now, sabotaging Starlight Group.
"Dad, should we reschedule our movie’s release next week?" Lin Qingwan asked cautiously.
After seeing the trailer for Wolf Warrior, she had a bad feeling about it.
"What’s there to fear?" Lin Chang scoffed. "I refuse to believe his film can outperform ours!"
"Leave me." Lin Chang waved her off.
"Alright."
Lin Qingwan exited the office.
Lin Chang picked up the data sheet again, his eyes fixed on the viewership ratings and online platform metrics.
Celestial Romance was being crushed by every single one of Skyline’s dramas.
How had things come to this?
His fingers trembled.
Lin Qingyan entered Lin Qingwan’s office. "Elder Sister, if we can’t suppress Skyline Group now… does that mean Xiao Xuan really won’t come back?"
She felt uneasy.
She’d thought Celestial Romance would skyrocket her career—but now, all those hopes were dashed.
Yet when she recalled how she’d treated Xiao Xuan in the past, that discomfort was quickly buried.
"Don’t worry," Lin Qingwan forced a smile. "There are other ways."
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