He endured it, but ultimately couldn't.
He roared, "Jian Xiuhuan! You still know she's a child? You're acting like a human being!"
"Do you know what your fans are calling you now? They've gone from calling you brother to calling you 'Xiūgǒu'!"
"You scumbag!"
After the tirade, he hung up the phone.
The agent felt refreshed.
Jian Xiuhuan was stunned by the outburst, staring blankly at his now-dark phone screen.
His face gradually turned the same color as the screen.
Jian Sheng covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes curving into crescents.
Her shoulders twitched uncontrollably from holding back laughter.
Jian Xiuhuan said helplessly, "Just laugh if you want to."
Jian Sheng's large eyes widened, and she said with a serious expression, "Hmph, Sheng Sheng isn't laughing."
"You little rascal, so cunning."
Jian Xiuhuan rolled his eyes and carried the little one out of the car.
Jian Sheng immediately spotted Brother Wang, beaming and waiting for them.
Jian Sheng asked Jian Xiuhuan to put her down, then ran towards Brother Wang with a cheer, her short legs moving quickly.
"Uncle Wang, Sheng Sheng is here to play with you~"
A flicker of surprise flashed in Brother Wang's eyes. He hadn't expected the little girl to remember him after meeting him only once.
He also hadn't expected her to be so happy to see him.
Brother Wang couldn't help but recall the video Jian Xiuhuan had sent him.
That brat must have said something to the little girl.
Brother Wang's eyes showed a smile, and he opened his arms to the little girl.
As she ran over, he lifted her high into the air.
The little girl showed no fear, kicking her short legs in the air and giggling with delight.
She looked incredibly happy.
Her crisp laughter echoed, causing passersby to pause instinctively, and smiles bloomed on their faces.
This was the headquarters of Huangxia Entertainment. As they walked, they saw many celebrities commonly seen on mobile phones.
These people stopped to greet Jian Xiuhuan as they saw him.
As Huangxia's top star, this was a normal reception.
However, today, Jian Xiuhuan clearly felt a hint of reverence and fear mixed in their gazes.
At first, Jian Xiuhuan thought his harsh "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" tactic had actually scared the company's artists.
He even thought some of them were trying to avoid his gaze because they had done something wrong and feared he would investigate them and send them in too.
But when everyone looked at him with fear, Jian Xiuhuan finally sensed something was wrong.
"Brother Wang, what's wrong with these people?"
Brother Wang was even more surprised than him, "You don't know?"
Jian Xiuhuan tentatively asked, "Have the lawsuits been processed, and have those people been sent away?"
Now Brother Wang was certain he genuinely didn't know.
Brother Wang shook his head, "More than that."
"The people on the list have indeed been summoned to cooperate with the investigation, but they were only a minority and the influential ones."
"What's making them afraid is that everyone who commented online and spoke ill of you has now apologized."
Jian Xiuhuan raised an eyebrow, "Everyone?"
Brother Wang said gravely, "Everyone! There might be a few missed, but those accounts are gone."
"I thought your family... made a move. But seeing your reaction, it doesn't seem like it?"
Having followed Jian Xiuhuan for so long, the agent knew quite a bit about his background in the Jian family.
He had thought the Jian family had finally intervened because they couldn't stand it anymore.
So, when he saw those apologies, he was only shocked by the vast influence of the Jian family.
He hadn't realized at all that this matter had nothing to do with the Jian family.
Jian Xiuhuan's expression also turned serious.
He took out his phone, preparing to check the situation.
The agent had already handed him his phone.
"Here are some screenshots I took, you can take a look."
"Those apologies all seem to be spontaneous actions. They weren't part of any trending topics, and it's hard to find them by searching directly on Weibo."
"I found these by clicking into their previous comments and then taking screenshots."
"If you want to see, you can just find a few comments that cursed Sheng Sheng and Sheng Sheng's mother, click on them, and check their profiles."
Jian Xiuhuan quickly flipped through the screenshots.
The screenshots showed account homepages from various platforms. The accounts and platforms were different.
The only commonality was that the top pinned post on each was a self-reflection and apology.
The more Jian Xiuhuan looked, the more his heart pounded.
Did he know if the Jian family had acted?
Asking his father to help him investigate the person behind it was already his limit.
If he dug deeper and caused such a commotion, those people in the family would likely revolt collectively.
What's more, he knew the limits of the Jian family's influence.
Information spread incredibly fast online. Many people, influenced by the narrative, would join in and curse.
One could imagine the sheer number of people involved.
But now, for any comment that had previously cursed his aunt and Sheng Sheng in a sarcastic manner under the trending topic, if you clicked into their profile, you would find an apology, regret, self-blame, and remorse.
It was a massive scene of public humiliation.
Regardless of what they actually thought, the fact was they had apologized.
They hadn't added any hashtags, making it seem like a sudden awakening of conscience.
Only those who had seen their comments would click into their profiles to have a good laugh and witness a public self-own.
No one suspected these apologies were marketing ploys, but everyone could sense the terror behind them.
Having grown up in the Jian family since childhood and being influenced by his father, Jian Xiuhuan was very aware of his family's capabilities.
Their Jian family couldn't achieve this level.
Even the four major families above them couldn't do this.
The only ones who possessed this kind of influence were...
Jian Xiuhuan's gaze was filled with disbelief.
Holding the little girl's soft hand, it suddenly felt a little too hot to handle.
Brother Wang patted his shoulder.
"Don't overthink it. No matter who did it, at least they are on our side, aren't they?"
Jian Xiuhuan came to his senses and gave a casual smile.
That's right. It didn't matter who did it or what their intentions were.
Someone with such immense power wouldn't go to such lengths if they had malicious intent.
Since that was the case, he might as well relax and go with the flow.
He tightened his grip on the little girl's hand, chuckled, and slung an arm around the agent's neck.
"Brother Wang, you're the most insightful."
Jian Sheng blinked in confusion, indicating she didn't want to listen to the two riddle-tellers.
After taking Jian Sheng around the company for a bit, Jian Xiuhuan prepared to introduce her to the director and hosts of the variety show she would be participating in.
Sheng Sheng was still too young, and some things needed to be explained in advance.
The agent was responsible for arranging the meeting.
Jian Xiuhuan was pulled along by Jian Sheng, watching the company's dancers practice with great interest.
Jian Sheng's little face was almost pressed against the glass wall, and Jian Xiuhuan followed behind her with a look of despair.
As time was running short, Jian Xiuhuan forcibly dragged the little one away, who was unwilling to tear her eyes away from the dancing girls.
When they finally reached their destination, the little girl still looked unhappy.
Entering the private room, a middle-aged man with a slightly receding hairline and stubble, and a young man with a smile that made him feel very approachable, were already waiting.
"Director Hu, Brother Jiang, I apologize for being late."
Jian Xiuhuan held the pouting little girl in his arms and apologized with a wry smile.
The middle-aged man with thinning hair chuckled heartily, "We just arrived too. No need to be so polite, come and sit down quickly."
Jian Sheng pouted, turned her head, and looked at the two people making polite conversation with her big, dark eyes.
She huffed twice and then turned her head back.
Jiang Bin's eyes lit up as he looked at the little girl, who was like a delicate porcelain doll.
"Xiuhuan, this must be your sister? What a cute little girl!"
Jian Xiuhuan placed the little girl on the chair and forcibly turned her head to face him.