My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1428: 1429: Lei Ting's Counterattack!
Chapter 1428: Chapter 1429: Lei Ting’s Counterattack!
“Listen, Taishan, start the operation now.”
“I want everyone who caused my wife pain to taste pain as well!”
“Don’t bother with the small fries for now.”
“Bring me the main people involved.”
“Chen Chuan from the hospital!”
“Zhuang Hai and Qi Na, who framed my wife!”
“The self-media boss Zhang Wuxin and his key staff!”
“The thugs who attacked my wife amidst the crowd!”
“Also, take control of all media and self-media!”
“Anyone who spread false information to smear my wife—capture all those responsible for it.”
“I don’t want a single one slipping through!”
Xiao Chen gave his orders to King Taishan with a tone as sharp as a blade.
“What about Du Chong and Jiang Wudao?”
King Taishan asked.
“They didn’t participate directly, so you don’t need to act—I’ll handle them personally!”
Xiao Chen was still seething with unresolved fury.
He wanted to personally deal with the masterminds behind the scenes.
“Understood!”
King Taishan replied.
“I won’t give you much time. By nightfall, I want them all in front of me.”
“By tomorrow morning, I want every single media outlet to clear my wife’s name.”
Xiao Chen declared, “If you can’t do it, then you don’t deserve to be King Taishan anymore. Besides, Leng Yue will assist your operation and provide the locations of those people. Get to it immediately!”
King Taishan could feel Xiao Chen’s rage—a fury capable of burning everything to ashes.
He had seen it once before on the battlefield.
It was because a comrade had died.
That time, the enemy troops were so terrified by Xiao Chen that they cried out for their parents in despair, vowing never to step onto the battlefield again. A nation’s entire military was annihilated in that one battle.
All because they killed one of Xiao Chen’s comrades.
That country later even designated that day as a national tragedy.
Of course, Xiao Chen was furious now.
His wife had suffered such humiliation—how could he not be enraged?
Du Chong and Jiang Wudao were, in essence, just little pawns.
The true manipulator behind the scenes was the Huang Family.
Having wiped out so many elite aristocratic clans, Xiao Chen really didn’t give the Huang Family even a second thought.
But Huang En had no idea that Xiao Chen possessed three layers of identities, each one an existence they couldn’t afford to provoke.
Each one powerful enough to make the entire world tremble.
King Taishan had already mobilized.
The notorious Yama Hall in Jijing was simultaneously activated.
This wasn’t just for Xiao Chen or Jiang Meng—it was also for justice.
A kind-hearted person shouldn’t have their dignity so mercilessly trampled. They shouldn’t endure such disgrace.
At that moment, Leng Yue’s phone call came through.
She had more detailed updates.
“Speak!”
Xiao Chen sat there, remaining by Jiang Meng’s side because he feared she would wake up and panic upon not seeing him.
“Zhuang Hai took a hundred million. His family was indeed threatened, and it was the Huang Corporation’s doing.”
“Ever since Zhuang Hai joined the Xinmeng Group, his sole purpose was to get close to my wife!”
“Initially, he wanted to play it straight, but when that proved impossible, he resorted to fabrications instead!”
“Hmm! Continue!”
Xiao Chen’s gaze turned icy.
“Qi Na also took fifty million and was Zhuang Hai’s accomplice. She publicly admitted that the Xinmeng Group had issues and wrongdoing, fueling this entire scandal.”
“Additionally, she repeatedly tried to investigate Xinmeng Group’s confidential files but always failed.”
“She’s highly likely a corporate spy—it seems Hydra’s shadow might be behind her!”
“Hydra!”
Xiao Chen recalled the yellow-haired foreigner who had been with Chang Ziru earlier. That man seemed connected to Hydra.
Apparently, he was even a key member of Hydra’s development division.
Currently detained in Yama Hall, his interrogation status was unknown.
“Continue. I’m listening.”
Xiao Chen said.
“Furthermore, the self-media company’s owner, Zhang Wuxin, received all his videos and photo materials directly from Jiang Wudao.”
“But the actual creator and editor of those materials was a designer named Wu Yan.”
“A designer abandoning the profession for a bit of money and selling out their conscience—absolutely disgusting!”
Xiao Chen sneered and said, “These individuals deserve special treatment. Additionally, you’ve already figured out which media outlets maliciously slandered my wife, correct? Convey that information to King Taishan and let him handle the rest.”
“This whole situation is such a filthy mess!”
“Got it!”
Leng Yue hung up the phone.
Xiao Chen glanced at the time—it was now eleven in the morning.
From the onset of the incident, only three hours had passed.
Due to the mastermind behind it, the scandal had brewed rapidly.
In the Capital City, at a major portal website.
In the era where print media no longer held its former glory, online news had become the most favored news platform for the public.
Its speed and timeliness were particularly appealing, making it highly popular.
Although this website hadn’t been established for long, it had gained immense fame nationwide thanks to their habit of fabricating tabloid stories and creating fake news tailored to audience preferences.
It was now nearly lunchtime, yet all employees were still glued to their screens, working zealously.
Jiang Meng had become their prey.
And not just any prey—a big one.
To them, as long as they ensnared Jiang Meng, they’d have no shortage of content for the next month.
Everyone was working as though on adrenaline.
On one hand, they fabricated various news stories.
On the other, they openly discussed Jiang Meng.
The company’s boss, Chen Hao, was in his office chatting with Wu Yan.
Wu Yan’s previous video and photo creations had earned a hefty sum, and now, he had brought another batch of so-called explosive material to Chen Hao.
“Hahaha, Wu Yan, would you consider working full-time with us here at the company?”
“We need talents like you.”
“Your Photoshop skills are simply genius, and your face-swapping techniques are flawless.”
“I’ve reviewed the videos, and there’s literally no way to detect any flaws—the photos are even better.”
Chen Hao guffawed.
“Joining your company? No thanks. Whenever President Chen needs other juicy scoops, just give me a call.”
Wu Yan smirked.
This time, he really hit the jackpot.
Just from those videos and photos, he earned a million yuan.
That was more than he had made over the past ten years combined.
Being a designer sounded glamorous, but it didn’t pay well since he wasn’t well-known.
If he were a famous designer, then the story would be entirely different.
“Alright, I won’t insist. I’ll take these materials for now; let’s keep collaborating in the future.”
Chen Hao gathered the new batch of photos and videos, then walked into the workspace, shouting, “Everyone, great job! We just got some new explosive content.”
“It’s heavy material, so make sure those self-media competitors don’t scoop us.”
“Post it online immediately!”
“Boss, you usually don’t show up at the office—why so motivated this time?”
Someone asked.
“What do you know? Jiang Meng’s scandal is a major scoop. How can I not show up?”
Chen Hao sneered and said, “Enough chit-chat. Get to work. In just three hours, our website traffic has increased tenfold.”
“At this rate, we’ll become the country’s top traffic media. You’ll all get pay raises!”
“Hooray for the boss!”
The employees cheered enthusiastically.
But just then, the company’s door was slammed open, and a group of uniformed individuals stormed in.