"Itâs the president!" Su Qing saluted, "Mission guaranteed to be completed! President, you should hurry off, itâs almost time for the meeting."
The phone kept ringing, presumably the secretary assistant hastily urging him on.
"Alright, letâs go."
Eleven logged into Weibo, wanting to check out the posts about herself, but discovered that neither the trending topics nor the related Weibo posts were there anymore. Even if there were some left, they were trivial and did no harm.
Several influential Weibo users who had been spreading the news had suddenly gone silent.
"No way... that was fast?"
"Maâam, what are you muttering about?"
"Weibo, you know. Wasnât it bustling with activity yesterday? Whereâs the âWeibo explosionâ everyone was talking about? I canât seem to find anything..." she scrolled a few more times, switched to several trending searches, "all gone..."
"Oh, those..." Su Qing smiled, "They were gone a long time ago. Last night, the president ordered us to handle it. Donât worry, you wonât see any related Weibo posts anymore, theyâve all been blocked."
"He did that?"
Su Qing nodded and said, "Yes, itâs the first time. You know, the president has always been a celebrity, and anything slightly connected to our president always generates a lot of talk. Throughout these years, you know best how many scandals involving the president have been blown out of proportion, and he never cared about them. But this time, they crossed the line by targeting you, maâam, and wantonly slandering. The president couldnât just sit back and ignore that."
"Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss over me? These people would calm down after a while anyway."
"Itâs absolutely necessary! If the matters concerning the maâam are not important, then what is? To the president, your matters are the most important."
"..."
Well, actually his protective stance did make her very happy.
"But how could he act so quickly? Didnât he just talk about making an example out of someone?"
"What?"
"Those influencers who were stirring up trouble, they deleted all of their Weibo posts, unfollowed everyone, and even turned their accounts into junk ad accounts. Whatâs up with that, account hacked or what?"
"Ah? No way? The president shouldnât have had time to give that order yet."
Eleven continued to read the long Weibo post written by one of the account owners. Their point was that these people saw trouble coming and, afraid of getting into any trouble, acted out their own drama. In other words, they were in a mess!
People love a good show and donât shy away from a big one, the majority said they had brought it on themselves and couldnât live with their actions. It seems they hadnât been too kind in their usual conduct, and now that trouble had come, no one was inclined to speak up for them.
"Oh!"
With a refresh, Eleven let out an exclamation.
"What happened, maâam?"
"These two little ones. Shouldnât they be in kindergarten right now? Why are they playing with Weibo?" Eleven grumbled, "I should have never given them smartphones! Xiaoqing, donât you agree? How can todayâs kids all have electronic devices? Back in our day, we had nothing."
"Pfft..." Su Qing laughed.
Turned out the young master and missy were playing truant from kindergarten to play with Weibo.
Jiujiu posted first: Uncles and aunties, bullying mom is not okay. Itâs important to say it three times, not okay, not okay, not okay. Iâll get angry, you know (smile).
Eleven could almost hear Grandpa Jiuâs tone and imagine his expression.
She burst into laughter.
This little one...
She opened the comments and immediately laughed so hard her stomach hurt.
"Grandpa Jiu, youâre handsome, your word is law! Youâre always right!"
"Unconditional support for granny!"