Chapter 69: Just a Bit of Wind and Frost (Seeking Favorites and Recommendations)

Jingcheng, Chaoyang District.

In front of a villa, Qi Hui looked left and right: "Is this the place?"

"It's here." Zhang Ruoyun nodded, then sighed: "So rich!"

His income is considered high nationwide, but he still couldn't afford a villa like this.

He is currently still living in an apartment.

Qi Hui looked around and nodded in agreement, rich people.

He is still renting a place to live even now!

Zhang pressed the doorbell and called out: "Senior Brother Ling, it's us, hurry and open the door."

Qi Hui stood to the side, rubbing his chin thoughtfully; on the internet now, intimate interactions between Old Ling and Tang Yifei during filming have already started to circulate.

Suddenly, an online media outlet popped up claiming an exclusive scoop, exposing that the two, Ling and Yao, are divorcing, and that it is because of Tang Yifei’s interference.

The article analyzed the sweet interactions between Tang and Ling during filming with great conviction, such as the two calling each other "buddy," being close, inseparable brothers.

On Tang Yifei’s blog, she even called Old Ling "Oppa," and when Tang Yifei was scared while filming on a wire, she even shouted across the internet to Old Ling: "Oppa, save me."

With such naked flirting, the netizens were suddenly wide awake, and one after another began the activity of catching the scumbag and beating the mistress.

Qi Hui had been browsing these news reports for the past two days and was speechless; he had already warned Old Ling to be more restrained, but he didn't expect he would still get caught.

Either Old Ling didn't take his advice to heart, or he did, but didn't handle it cleanly.

In short, public opinion is very bad for Old Ling right now; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say people are calling for his head.

The only fortunate thing is that this time, Old Ling does not have the character Hong Shixian on him.

Although Old Ling is still being scolded, he isn't like before Qi Hui transmigrated, where people would project the character onto him and then beat him to death.

To be honest, before the transmigration, Old Ling being beaten half to death had a certain role played by the character Hong Shixian in adding fuel to the fire.

No way around it, the plot is too familiar.

Hong Shixian, original wife Lin Pinru, mistress Aili; Ling Xiaosu, original wife Yao Chen, mistress Tang Yifei.

This moment is exactly like that moment; it is hard for the onlookers not to project themselves.

Plus the evidence left behind by these two, Tang and Ling, it would be strange if he weren't hammered.

Fortunately, this time Hong Shixian was played by Qi Hui.

Old Ling can be considered to have dodged a concentrated burst of fire.

At this moment, the main gate slowly opened, and Old Ling looked haggard, his face covered in stubble.

"Come in." He said listlessly, the smell of alcohol still on him.

Seeing this situation, Qi Hui and Zhang exchanged a glance, both feeling quite surprised.

Before, Old Ling was always high-spirited and unrestrained, but now he looks like this...

"You guys know?" Old Ling lay on the sofa in a "Ge You slouch," picked up a bottle of red wine that had been opened who knows when, and took a gulp.

"We know." Zhang answered truthfully: "Came over to check on you."

"I really didn't expect that stinking woman to be this kind of person!" Old Ling gritted his teeth: "She has someone else on the outside, and she’s still trying hard to splash dirty water on me!"

"She’s the one who’s fine, she did everything, and I’m the one bearing the infamy!"

"Senior Brother, calm down..." Qi Hui quickly advised.

Old Ling was so angry he started blurting out Shaanxi dialect: "Brother, this is truly a shameful matter!"

It would be one thing if he just bore the infamy, but the key is that he is also the one wearing the green hat.

How could this not make him angry?

"The matter has already happened, being angry is useless." Qi Hui said in a deep voice: "The key is how to resolve it? And retaliation!"

"How to resolve it?" Old Ling took a gulp of wine, fuming and cursing: "This kind of thing gets darker the more you describe it, and more troublesome the more you talk about it!"

Moreover, Yao Chen has already made her move; even if he explains all the ins and outs and accuses Yao Chen of being ungrateful and despicable, it’s useless.

Instead, he would end up with a negative image of being petty and calculating.

No way around it, in the simple-minded public view, they just believe that a good man doesn't fight with a woman.

You can't physically eliminate her, right?

His family is in the entertainment industry, not the judicial branch.

Zhang was frowning and thinking on the side; to be honest, Senior Brother Ling is absolutely right.

If it were him, he also wouldn't be able to find a way to resolve it.

You can't just find the media and tell them to shut up, right?

This isn't Hollywood; it's not a situation where the film company and the media are under the same parent company.

"I have some ideas, listen and see if they might work." Qi Hui rubbed his chin and said slowly.

"Hm?" Hearing this, Old Ling sat up at once: "What ideas? Let's hear them!"

He has no other way right now, so he might as well listen.

Qi Hui pondered slightly and said: "You are very right just now, this kind of thing gets darker the more you describe it, and more chaotic the more you talk about it."

"Therefore, we say nothing!"

"Uh..." Zhang was confused; how is that any different from now?

"But not saying anything doesn't mean not doing anything." Qi Hui continued: "If we don't occupy the battlefield of public opinion, the enemy will!"

"Then what do we do?" Old Ling asked.

"Play the victim." Qi Hui said: "Let people know how miserable you are now, let your fans and the onlookers know how much harm you are suffering right now."

"Use them to hedge against the negative public opinion."

"Hm?" Old Ling immediately perked up: "Makes sense, and then?"

"Then it's to force the other side to make a mistake." Qi Hui said: "We are different from Hollywood here; we can't actively smear the other side, we can't make things up out of thin air, we must go with the flow."

"Then how can we make her make a mistake?" Old Ling asked, finding paper and pen to quickly jot down Qi Hui's words.

Qi Hui rubbed his chin and said: "Women are competitive animals; they always hope that their exes, their ex-husbands, will linger on them, dying to be with them... oh no, I mean, be desperate for them."

"If you are very calm, then that violates her vanity; the calmer you are, the more it will stimulate the other side's competitive spirit."

"In this situation, the other side will be like a ticking time bomb; as long as you stimulate her sore spot a little, she will explode directly."

Old Ling had a dark face: "Why do you know so much?"

Zhang, however, discovered a problem: "Senior Brother, something isn't right, is it?"

"You said to play the victim earlier, but then you said to be calm; isn't that a bit contradictory?"

"Not contradictory." Qi Hui shook his finger and said: "Misery is something that comes from comparison; you live in a villa and drive a luxury car now, how are you miserable?"

"Zhang and I are even more miserable than you."

Old Ling and Zhang were covered in sweat: "No need to mention that."

"Misery is something that comes from comparison; it is for the fans and onlookers to see." Qi Hui continued:

"For example, everyone has a partner, but you don't, so aren't you miserable?"

"For example, everyone is sweet and in pairs, but you are all alone, aren't you miserable?"

"Makes sense..." Old Ling’s eyes brightened slightly, and he kept taking notes.

"And being calm is for the other side to see; it is used to stimulate the other side." Qi Hui said: "You eat and drink as normal, letting her see that her absence has no impact on you."

"Or, you can openly accept a media interview and calmly say: 'It’s just a bit of wind and frost, that’s all.'"

"When the time comes, you won't need to say much; the media will go to her to ask, to stir the pot, and she won't be able to hide even if she wants to."

"As long as she speaks, she will make a mistake, whether it's the truth or a lie."

"Brilliant!" Old Ling slapped his thigh: "Two steps down, is there more?"

"Of course." Qi Hui said: "The third step is, of course, to leak the truth, exposing her true colors."

"This matter cannot be done by you; you need to find someone who has absolutely no connection to the whole thing, preferably someone from her film crew; that would be persuasive."

Qi Hui remembered that before the transmigration, Liu Ye had exposed this matter in a program or interview, and it was a slip of the tongue.

And some time ago, Liu Ye and Yao Chen were filming the movie *Color Me Love*, and Cao Yu was the cinematographer for that film.

"Good method!" Old Ling rubbed his hands: "Within three steps... either make her stink to high heaven, or make her reveal her true form!"

"Right, absolutely right!" Qi Hui clapped his hands and chuckled.