vstars Chapter 102 is about the number one paparazzi.
Chapter 102 is about the number one paparazzi.
Chapter 102 The one who's doing this is the number one paparazzi.
Lin Feng stood there, watching the two girls' figures disappear into the crowd. After boarding the plane, Lin Feng leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
A sentence kept echoing in my mind: "If a dog bites you, you can't bite back, but you have to knock out the dog's teeth so it will never dare to bite again." Fengxing Studio, the distributor of that film and television project, and those peers who fueled the flames behind the scenes—none of them can be let off the hook.
Lin Feng is doing this not only for himself, but also for the company. Now that the company is just starting to improve, it's time to establish rules and let the outside world know that he, Lin Feng, is not to be trifled with, and that his company is not to be bullied, so that there will be fewer troubles in the future.
He also needs to provide a safe and secure environment for artists like Li Yitong, Liu Haochun, Tian Xiwei, and even those who might join the company in the future.
When the plane landed at Beijing Airport, it was already afternoon. As soon as Lin Feng entered the company, he saw Lao Yang, Li Yi, and Lawyer Zhang from the legal department waiting for him in the lobby.
"President Lin." The three greeted him in unison, their expressions somewhat solemn.
"Let's talk upstairs." Lin Feng nodded and went up to the office first. Li Yi pushed a stack of documents in front of Lin Feng: "This is the information on Fengxing Studio, as well as the evidence chain of their revelations, including the transfer records with that film and television project distributor. We found all of it."
Attorney Zhang added, "From a legal perspective, their actions constitute defamation, and a lawsuit can be filed demanding a public apology and compensation for damages. The success rate is very high."
Lin Feng flipped through the documents, his fingertip pausing over the words "Fengxing Studio": "Sue them, we must sue them. Not only do we need them to apologize and pay compensation, but we also need to let them know that not all money can be earned, and not all people can be messed with."
"Do we really have to go this far?" Li Yi hesitated. "Fengxing Studio has a wide network of connections in the industry and collaborates with many media outlets. If we push them too far, I'm afraid they might resort to desperate measures."
"We need to teach them a lesson," Lin Feng said, raising his eyes with a sharp, piercing gaze. "If they dare to jump over the wall, I'll tear down their nest. Li Yi, get the publicity department ready. Compile all the dirt they've done on us—the malicious leaks and extortion—and release it to a few reliable media outlets after we file a lawsuit."
"Understood!" Li Yi nodded in agreement, her hesitation completely dissipating. Having followed Lin Feng for so long, she knew that once he made a decision, he would never turn back.
"And that film project's distributor," Lin Feng continued, "isn't their project still showing in theaters? Have the publicity department pay close attention to them and expose their dirty secrets. I want to see how much more they still have up their sleeves for underhanded tactics."
Old Yang, listening from the side, couldn't help but nod: "They should be taught a lesson, otherwise they'll always think we're easy to bully."
"The other companies that fueled the fire," Lin Feng closed the document, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, "we'll leave them alone for now, but put them on a blacklist. In the future, whether it's project cooperation or resource competition, we won't give them any leeway."
The three discussed for nearly an hour and finalized all the details. While Li Yi and Attorney Zhang went out to prepare the lawsuit materials, Lao Yang stayed in the office.
"Mr. Lin," Old Yang looked at Lin Feng, his eyes full of concern, "After this incident, I think you need to make sure you have enough people around you. Now that your fame is growing, you might be followed wherever you go, so safety comes first."
Lin Feng nodded. "That's what I was thinking too. Lao Yang, can you help me recruit a team? Two drivers, four bodyguards, and a personal assistant. They need to be reliable, discreet, and preferably have relevant experience. I'll interview them myself."
"No problem, I'll take care of it right away." Old Yang agreed, feeling relieved.
Lin Feng was the only one left in the office. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the bustling city of Beijing.
Lin Feng knew that from this day forward, he could no longer be the Lin Feng who focused solely on creation. He had to learn to take up arms and fight in this bizarre and chaotic industry, for himself, for the company, and even more so for those he wanted to protect.
He wanted to be the one holding the umbrella, shielding those behind him from all attacks, so they could shine brightly in their own fields.
On the morning of September 1st, Attorney Zhang from the Legal Department hunched over, checking the indictment documents. His pen paused over the name "Fengxing Studio," and he looked up at Lin Feng, who was standing in front of his desk. "Mr. Lin, all the materials are complete. If we submit them to the court now, we can only get a receipt first. The case will not be accepted for seven days."
Lin Feng nodded, his fingertips tracing the key clauses on the document. "Follow the procedure, and send out the receipt as well. If you're going to sue, don't hide anything."
Li Yi stood to the side, clutching a list of negative information compiled by the publicity team. Seeing Lin Feng nod, she turned and went back to her office.
At 9:00 AM sharp, Lin Feng's studio's official Weibo account updated on time: [Regarding the matter of Fengxing Studio maliciously fabricating rumors and infringing on Mr. Lin Feng's right to reputation, our company has formally submitted the lawsuit materials to the court. We have obtained the relevant receipt. After the court accepts the case, subsequent developments will be disclosed in accordance with the law. We demand a public apology and compensation for emotional distress.]
At the same time, several familiar media outlets simultaneously released dirt on Fengxing Studio, including extorting money from celebrities after secretly filming their private lives, maliciously editing videos to create scandals, and accepting bribes to suppress rivals—one piece of solid evidence after another was released, and netizens instantly went wild.
"Is Funshion Studio really that shady? I always felt their news was suspicious!"
"Raymond Lam is really daring! He directly confronted the paparazzi, which is much better than those who just swallow their anger!"
"This move was so bold! I support Brother Feng in protecting his rights!"
Following this, evidence of a film stealing box office revenue and hiring online trolls to inflate its ratings was exposed, prompting ticketing platforms to launch an emergency investigation, which resulted in a sharp drop in the film's screening rate.
Raymond Lam sued Fengxing Studio. The hashtags #FengxingStudioBlackMaterial# and #FilmBoxOfficeStealing# quickly dominated the trending searches, and the amount of discussion skyrocketed.
Li Yi stared at the backend data, then quickly walked to the door of the editing room, knocked, and said, "President Lin, the haters from Fengxing Studio are causing a huge uproar in the comments section, saying they're going to fight us to the death."
In the editing room, Lin Feng was staring at the screen watching the sample footage of the new drama. Hearing this, he didn't even look up. He clicked the mouse to pause the video. "Let them make a scene. The bigger the scene, the more people will know what kind of people they are." He pointed to the screen. "The transition here is too abrupt. Change it."
The editor quickly jotted it down, and Raymond Lam added, "The publicity department should step up their efforts, push the director to confront the negative rumors head-on, and emphasize that quality is king. Let everyone know that we not only dare to fight, but we can also make good stuff."
"Understood," Li Yi replied, but was stopped by Lin Feng again.
"Keep a close eye on Fengxing Studio's reaction." Lin Feng turned around. "This isn't the first time they've been sued; they must have a way to deal with it. Don't let them find a loophole."
"Don't worry, the Ministry of Justice is already keeping an eye on it."
In the office of Fengxing Studio, Zhuo Wei, a cigarette dangling from his lips, stared at the statement from Lin Feng's studio on his computer screen and sneered, "You little punk, you really think you can bring me down?"
The assistant beside him looked flustered. "Brother Wei, the evidence seems pretty solid this time."
"What's the panic?" Zhuo Wei exhaled a smoke ring and tapped the table. "How many years have we been in this business? What storms haven't we weathered? It's just a receipt. We still have to wait seven days to file a case, and who knows when the trial will actually start."
He narrowed his eyes, his tone sinister: "Keep a close eye on Lin Feng. Stake out his company, the places he frequents, and his residence; have people watch them all."
The assistant hesitated, "Last time it caused such a big commotion, won't we get arrested if we keep spying on them again?"
"Coward!" Zhuo Wei glared at him. "This is what we do. How can we find dirt on him if we don't keep an eye on him?" He paused, then emphasized, "Don't rush to spread rumors. Find evidence first. We need solid proof. Once we have something on him, we'll destroy him and make sure he can never recover."
The assistant reluctantly agreed, feeling apprehensive. He could tell that this time, Raymond Lam was different from the other celebrities.
In the editing room, Lin Feng, who had just finished editing a clip, leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples. His phone vibrated; it was a video request from Tian Xiwei.
He answered the call, and Tian Xi's round face appeared on the screen. The background was her living room, with unpacked luggage piled on the sofa. "Brother Feng, I'm packing my luggage. School starts the day after tomorrow!"
"All packed?" Lin Feng looked at the messy suitcase and smiled. "It's quite tidy. I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you to register the day after."
"Really? That's great!" Tian Xi's eyes lit up, but she immediately frowned. "Brother Feng, I saw what happened online. Won't it be troublesome if you sue them? Won't those paparazzi wait for me at the airport?"
"Don't worry," Lin Feng said gently, "I'll pick you up tomorrow and won't let them get close to you."
"Thanks, Brother Feng! You go ahead and get back to work, see you tomorrow!" Tian Xi waved at the screen and hung up the video call.
Lin Feng stared at the blacked-out screen, tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, and then turned back to the editor, "Next segment, let's watch it again."
At that moment, Liu Haochun was packing his schoolbag at home when his mother came in and handed him a bag of walnuts. "These are for your brother Feng. Remember to give them to him when school starts."
"Okay." Liu Haochun put the walnuts into his schoolbag, took out his phone and saw the news that Lin Feng was suing Fengxing Studio. He felt both admiration and worry.
She saw some people say that Raymond Lam was impulsive and would be retaliated against by paparazzi, while others said that he was standing up for Tian Xiwei.
"What are you thinking about?" Liu's mother patted her shoulder.
"It's nothing," Liu Haochun shook his head. "I'm just wondering if I can adapt when school starts the day after tomorrow."