Her Food Livestream Chapter 179: I Feel Like She Blew Up Ever Since We Started H

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: I Feel Like She Blew Up Ever Since We Started Hating On Her

For the past few days, Qingshan Green Water Studio had been working diligently on the front lines.

They spared no effort, leaving negative reviews in the live broadcast room and saring their target in online posts. They didn’t just focus on the Federation’s food community; their presence could be felt in other culinary circles as well.

They were like a black sun, casting their dark rays everywhere—

Then, one day, in the midst of all this saring, a certain employee at the studio was looking at their latest target’s information and cautiously tapped their colleague on the shoulder.

"What’s up?"

"Have you, uh, have you noticed sothing?" the employee asked secretively.

"What is it?"

She pointed at the computer, did a few clicks, and pulled up Jiang Qiuqiu’s data. "Take a close look at this chart. Don’t you think that ever since we started targeting her, her numbers have—"

The data, which had hit a brief plateau after a period of explosive growth, had been a gently fluctuating line. But after Qingshan Green Water Studio got involved, everything changed.

First, there was a barely perceptible dip, and then ca an overwhelming—

Whenever a hate thread went viral in any food community, Jiang Qiuqiu’s numbers would surge.

Wherever a plu of black smoke rose, a bonfire would ignite in Jiang Qiuqiu’s territory. It worked every single ti.

"..."

"If the boss hadn’t confird that this strear isn’t our client, I’d think we were the paid shills she hired."

"Don’t say that!" Her colleague covered her mouth and shook her head. "We see it, but we don’t say it. We’re getting paid for this."

"Mmm, mmm, I know."

"So, are we going to log into the Antarctic Star food community now to boost Jiang Qiuqiu’s... I an, to dig up so dirt on her?"

"What else? We can’t just get paid for doing nothing. Let’s do it!"

And so, everyone buried their heads and got back to work.

Soon, another wave of hate posts with eye-catching titles went live on the Antarctic Star food community.

On the sa day, Jiang Qiuqiu’s fanbase expanded once again.

Seeing this, who wouldn’t praise our community’s Qingshan Green Water Studio for its wide range of services and powerful impact?

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"What the hell is wrong with your brain?!" Qian Song was so furious the heat from his head could have set his hair on fire. "Are you kidding ?"

"The year-end strear competition is right around the corner! I told you to take her down before it starts. What have you been doing for the past half a month?!"

The virtual screen flared to life, its data nearly blinding Qian Song. "Exponential growth with no promotional push. Is this your answer for ?"

"No, Mr. Qian, I..."

Wang Henli was also baffled. "I did take action."

"Take action?" Qian Song sneered. "Then your thods are pathetic."

"The year-end divisional competition starts in early December. You have a little over twenty days left. I don’t want to see her at the event."

"Yes, yes, I’ll double my efforts when I get back."

"Alright, go. I approved that huge budget for you so you could work, not so you could ss around with won at the company when you’re not streaming. Now get out."

A look of humiliation flashed across Wang Henli’s face as he hurried out of the office.

The mont he was out the door, his expression changed. He cursed under his breath. ’What’s the point of acting so high and mighty? He’s just an illegitimate son who has to hide in the shadows.’

Only after that worthless fool had left did Qian Song sit down.

In truth, he didn’t actually consider Jiang Qiuqiu much of a threat at that mont.

After all, compared to the established and popular Wang Henli, the faceless Jiang Qiuqiu’s numbers were still small fry, despite her astonishing growth. Even with a top-tier contract, she was far from reaching the very top.