Daily Life of a Villain at Work [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The Third Day of Maintaining the Villain Persona~

Before the three men could figure out exactly where they had slipped up, they were escorted into a police car. What awaited them was a rigorous interrogation.

Only after the police had left did the other three guests dare to pop their heads out and rush over to offer Wen Qingyun their concerns.

“I’m fine. How is the fan who got pushed? Is she hurt?” Wen Qingyun asked with a look of deep concern.

With the troublemakers gone, Wen Qingyun’s pale complexion regained a bit of color, but the corners of her eyes were still red with a glimmer of tears. Her body remained leaned against Chu Ke as if she had no bones.

“I’m okay! Teacher Chu Ke steadied me!” The fan poked her head out, her face mirroring the same protective worry the female officer had shown earlier. “Teacher Wen, are you hurt? Do you need to leave for a bit?”

Wen Qingyun shook her head and slowly stood up straight, leaving only her left hand gripping Chu Ke’s wrist as a point of support.

“I’m alright. The police are still on-site to maintain order, so it’s safe now. We’ll finish selling the remaining items before we leave.”

Wen Qingyun’s gaze landed on the camera, her tone firm. “Even though the truth is already quite obvious, I want to emphasize it one more time.”

“The people who rushed over to cause trouble and tried to harm me are not my fans. They were simply using the title of ‘devoted fans’ to confuse the police investigation and cover up their illegal acts.”

“Once the police identify who instigated this, I will sue them. No matter how much they play the victim, I will not show leniency. I will ensure they receive the punishment they deserve.”

“Furthermore, I will instruct my law firm to protect the reputation of both myself and my fans, and to sue those marketing accounts spreading false information online.”

“I am very grateful to my fans for their consistent support. After this livestream ends, I will launch another lucky draw on Weibo. It will, once again, be exclusively for female fans.”

“As for why I don’t include men and whether I care about male fans—I will formally respond to that right now.”

“I spend a lot of time surfing the internet. My followers know that I often drop into my ‘Super Topic’ community—five or six times a day is normal. Every time I enter, I see numerous fans working on my data and helping me clarify black PR.”

“From the first time I checked my community to the last time I checked last night, all I saw were female fans helping me. I can’t reward everyone’s efforts individually, so I can only use a lucky draw to express my gratitude to some lucky fans.”

“If you insist on saying I don’t care about male fans, fine—I’ll announce it grandly right now: I only care about the female fans who care about me.”

Wen Qingyun’s gaze grew increasingly resolute. “That is the kind of person I am. I say what’s on my mind. I am like this now, and I will be like this in the future. I won’t change for any outside force.”

…

【Waaaah, so Sister has seen all our hard work! I suddenly want to cry!】

【QAQ, Wen Qingyun! I will support you forever!】

【So she really just doesn’t want male fans?】

【Why would she want men who do nothing? Just as expected, men are all the same—they don’t put in the work, but they’re the first to step up when it’s time to take credit!】

【I’m so jealous. If my idol protected fans like Wen Qingyun does, I’d die for her!】

【What’s wrong with liking us female fans! It’s a two-way street between us and Wen Qingyun!】

…

Wen Qingyun’s timely display of genuine emotion touched many viewers. By the time the last items were sold and they headed back, her total Weibo follower count had soared to 12.593 million, gaining hundreds of thousands in one go.

Hot search topics related to Wen Qingyun dominated the top ranks. Her personal homepage views surpassed ten million again, and the pinned business advertisement post reached over 100 million views and a million likes. The brand representatives were grinning from ear to ear.

The car drove smoothly toward Shishu Village. According to the production crew’s schedule, once the final sales figures were verified and they shared a communal meal with the villagers, this shoot would be successfully concluded.

“Teacher Wen, can I ask you a question?” Halfway through the ride, Chu Ke, who was in the same car as Wen Qingyun, spoke up.

Wen Qingyun nodded. “Of course.”

Chu Ke bit his lip and turned to look at Wen Qingyun’s profile. “After saying those things in front of the camera, aren’t you worried that similar things will happen in the future?”

Wen Qingyun chuckled. “If similar things happen, it only proves that what I said was absolutely correct. Men only bring me trouble and harm; I only made it this far because of my female fans’ support.”

“Chu Ke, do you really think I need the ‘love’ of people like that?” Wen Qingyun asked back. Since there were no cameras, she didn’t mince her words.

“People who won’t help with your data, won’t buy products to support you, and only stare at your every move while fantasizing in their heads… those losers.”

Chu Ke frowned. “I don’t deny there are scumbags among them, but not everyone is like that.”

“I know. But I’m petty and I hold grudges. As long as male netizens hurt me, I will indiscriminately reject all male netizens,” Wen Qingyun replied righteously.

She was there to play a villain, not a saint of universal love. Naturally, she acted entirely on her personal whims.

“I won’t forgive the people I hate just because there are some ‘good people’ in Shishu Village. Similarly, I won’t forgive all the men hiding behind the ‘fan’ label just for the sake of the few male fans who actually like me.”

“The ‘good people’ you mention will understand my actions. The only ones throwing tantrums and getting triggered are the ones who recognize themselves in my description.”

Chu Ke opened his mouth. He felt Wen Qingyun’s outlook was a bit extreme.

Yet, Wen Qingyun’s words weren’t entirely without logic. Whether it was the villagers of Shishu Village or the male netizens online, they truly had harmed Wen Qingyun. As the victim, did she really have to be okay with the demographic that hurt her?

“Not everyone in Shishu Village is like Old Lady Chen. There are kind-hearted elders too. They were very sweet, they sent me things, they helped clean my house when I wasn’t there, and they even secretly gave me New Year’s money…”

Chu Ke argued softly. Not knowing what else to say, he could only use his own experiences as an example. Bad people existed, but there were plenty of good ones too.

“I know. That’s why I still sold all the stuff, didn’t I?” Wen Qingyun’s tone was casual. “If there weren’t some good people in the village, I would have just given that 5,000 yuan worth of goods away for free.”

Chu Ke was speechless and remained silent for the rest of the trip. It wasn’t until the car stopped that he spoke one last sentence: “I will work hard to change the villagers’ bad concepts and behaviors.”

Wen Qingyun smiled and jumped out of the car. “A nice thought. But it has nothing to do with me. I’m never coming back here; this place only brings me bad memories.”

…

【Congratulations Host, task completion has increased. Current progress: 45%.】

The system’s notification popped up after she had walked a few steps. Wen Qingyun didn’t slow her pace. “How much progress did Chu Ke provide?”

【About 8%. The protagonist is in a state of deep self-doubt; his life convictions of ten-plus years have been shaken by your words. The remaining 14% comes from the hostility and abuse from male netizens toward the Host.】

Wen Qingyun was slightly surprised. “There should be a lot of male netizens who hate me. How did they only provide 14%?”

【Because the Host received support from many female fans, their strong positive emotions offset more than half of the negative emotions.】

Thinking of her vibrant and lovely female fans, Wen Qingyun’s expression softened.

See? She said it—she owed everything to her female fans, so she’d only give them the lucky draw! Even if it slowed her task progress a little, having fans like that behind her made it much easier to let loose without any burden.

Wen Qingyun couldn’t help but hum a nameless tune as she pulled out her phone and sent a string of messages to her manager.

[Wen Qingyun: Sister Xiao, change the lucky draw amount to 5.6 million. 5 million in cash, and you pick some prizes with the remaining 600,000.]

[Sister Xiao: Are you sure? Your pre-tax salary for this role is only 5.6 million. Adding the previous 1 million, you’re paying out of your own pocket.]

[Wen Qingyun: So what? I’m happy to do it, and I’m not short on cash.]

[Sister Xiao: …]

[Sister Xiao: Fine. You’re the majority shareholder of the studio. I’ll arrange it.]