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 smearing 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 smearing, 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 something?" 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—"
