Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 101 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 12

Seeing Qin Zhaochuan's appearance, Song Xianyin suddenly felt sorry for him, and the video in her hand began to become tricky.

On the other side, Ye Jun angrily texted Song Xianyin: "Use all the footage we can today, and you have to edit it to look the way I want!!"

On the other side, Qin Zhaochuan was still questioning the woman. He looked like he had suffered a great injustice, and he didn't even wear sunglasses anymore.

Song Xianyin hesitated for a moment, then sent the video to her colleagues and told them to handle it; they should be more conscientious than she was.

The very next morning, Toutiao (a Chinese news aggregator) immediately exploded with headlines: [Qin Zhaochuan's innocence ruined? Check out the video!]

The employees at Zhenzhi Newspaper were watching the data, and before they knew it, the headline was gone.

He stared blankly at the suddenly vanished headline, only to find the police knocking on their office door a second later.

The others exchanged silent glances; they were doomed.

As the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet," and their ill-gotten gains will also be confiscated.

The police officer walked in with a serious expression: "I called the person in charge of your office, why didn't anyone answer?"

The others replied hesitantly, "The boss is abroad, so he probably won't be able to get the call."

In fact, there was no responsible person's phone number at all; that number was an abandoned number that one of their employees didn't want anymore.

“Song Xianyin, Li Ke, Wang Jun…” the policeman read out several names, “You’re coming with me.”

Song Xianyin was somewhat pleased, finally the day had come, as she was imprisoned for spreading rumors.

Upon arriving at the police station, the police questioned them one by one. After learning what they had done, they gave them a severe dressing-down. Except for Song Xianyin, the other employees were very remorseful.

The police officer looked at Song Xianyin with a headache: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Song Xianyin closed her eyes and raised her head: "Come on, lock me in."

I didn't expect the final mission to be completed so quickly.

The Qin family.

Secretary Lin looked at the newspaper that Qin Zhaochuan had torn to shreds and comforted him, "It's alright, President. They're already in prison. They've received the punishment they deserve."

Qin Zhaochuan was so angry that he could hardly breathe when he thought about what happened last night.

As Secretary Lin read out the names of the criminals, Qin Zhaochuan began to feel uneasy: "What's going on? Why are my employees here too?"

Secretary Lin then realized that he was talking about Song Xianyin, since Song Xianyin helped him with his work and could be considered an unofficial member of the Qin family.

Secretary Lin cleared his throat: "President, because of the headlines in the previous issues, the police also arrested Miss Song."

Qin Zhaochuan frowned: "So what? The filming was excellent."

He stood up, ready to go to the police station to bail him out.

This time, it wasn't just reporters from Zhenzhi Daily who were arrested, but also reporters from other newspapers, totaling more than two hundred.

When Qin Zhaochuan arrived at the police station and heard that even his leniency wouldn't get Song Xianyin released, he felt like the sky had fallen.

"Why did I forgive her?" Qin Zhaochuan asked, puzzled.

“Mr. Qin, the impact of these headlines is extremely negative. Your forgiveness will not have much impact on this case,” the police officer said bluntly.

Every time Song Xianyin writes a news article, it goes viral and there's no way to control it. If she continues to distort the truth when reporting on social events, what will become of society?

Qin Zhaochuan listened with a frown: "She can't bear such a heavy burden. If a society is ruined because of her, then the one who should apologize is not her."

Secretary Lin nodded in agreement.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at the police and said, "I don't care. I don't think the news that Song Xianyin posted was a rumor. Release her immediately."

He will never forgive those who slander him, except for someone who has been misled.

She thought this was for his own good, but did she realize that even without such extreme methods, his attention would still be on her?

Seeing Qin Zhaochuan chuckling to himself as he thought about it, Secretary Lin was speechless. The president was starting to think about random things again.

Song Xianyin was sitting on the stool, imagining her life in prison, when the police interrupted her thoughts.

"Miss Song, you may leave now."

Song Xianyin asked in confusion, "Why? Are you transferring me to another prison?"

Actually, she quite likes this.

The police officer shook his head: "No, the victim has forgiven you."

Song Xianyin was silent for a while, then firmly shook her head: "I won't go out. I want to stay here and reform myself."

The police tried to persuade her several times, but Song Xianyin kept stalling. The police sneered and dragged her out.

They still want to stay in prison? Their prisons are already too small, okay?

Qin Zhaochuan looked at Song Xianyin, who had followed the police out with a look of despair on her face, and asked her with some concern, "Are you alright?"

"Whipping, finger clamping, pricking hands with needles..."

Qin Zhaochuan's face immediately turned pale at the thought of all this.

The policeman's face darkened: "Mr. Qin, please don't joke around. Our police station would never use such brutal methods to extract confessions."

Secretary Lin quickly apologized to the police. Qin Zhaochuan's understanding of Chinese TV dramas was still stuck in the era of "Princess Pearl." He was once again projecting his image onto Ziwei.

Bai Siluo, on the other side, also saw the news, and she was furious.

She wanted to get justice for her brother Chuan and arrest all the reporters who spread rumors.

Ye Jun, having somehow heard the news, immediately spoke frankly to Bai Siluo: "Sisi, I have some evidence here; you can try it."

Bai Siluo was very touched; she hadn't expected Ye Jun to help her at this critical juncture.

Bai Siluo grew angrier as he read Ye Jun's text messages. They were all photos and videos that Song Xianyin had sent him, and they were definitely photoshopped.

Ye Jun said in a low voice, "She's acting strangely, so I didn't reply to her messages. She always sends me these messages out of the blue, and I can't understand any of them."

Bai Siluo looked at him in confusion: "Senior, can't you understand the video? These are obviously very simple."

I can't even understand the videos, that's so strange. How did the senior even get in?

Ye Jun was silent for a moment: "Is that so?"

Bai Siluo nodded: "Yes, senior, if there's anything you don't understand, I can tell you."

Ye Jun ignored her for the last day, and Bai Siluo was happy to have some peace and quiet.

She was actually hoping Ye Jun wouldn't talk to her, so it would be much quieter.

The senior looks like a bitter gourd, always with a pitiful expression. But he's not as good-looking as Brother Chuan. Brother Chuan is all about looks, even when he looks pitiful, he's still handsome.

Although she had never seen it, Brother Chuan would just keep making people roll, making them roll while crawling, making them roll while jumping.

What's most impressive is that Brother Chuan is particularly skilled at these rolling techniques; his rolling looks much better than everyone else's.