Chen Yinuo handed her phone to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen immediately saw the short video that was going viral in the WeChat group.

The video showed the scene of a rear-end accident under the Liberation Bridge, where over a dozen people were frantically smashing a Porsche Macan.

"Ye Chen, if these videos spread widely, will it..."

Chen Yinuo trailed off, her face already filled with worry.

After all, Zhang Jingshan had stood up for them.

"He's not an impulsive person. Since he chose to handle it this way, he must have a plan to keep things under control," Ye Chen said with a frown.

However, Zhang Jingshan's actions were completely beyond Ye Chen's expectations.

He had anticipated that Zhang Jingshan wouldn't let things slide after Ye Chen's words of reproach.

But he never imagined that Zhang Jingshan would resort to such methods.

Frowning and shaking his head, Ye Chen sighed.

He exited the WeChat video and opened Douyin, typing in the keyword: #PorscheSmashed.

Instantly, several videos popped up.

#FightingFireWithFire #WellDone!

• "As someone who witnessed the rear-end accident, I can only say the Macan driver had it coming!"

• "Apparently, the Macan driver suddenly braked for no reason, causing a Honda Fit to rear-end it. But after getting out of the car, the Macan driver was extremely arrogant, which led to the luxury car being smashed!"

• "Some say the person who called for the Macan driver to be beaten and the car smashed is a powerful young man. Isn't this just bullying?"

• "Even if the Macan driver was at fault, using such violent methods to retaliate isn't right, is it?"

• "@JiangzhouPolice, aren't you going to handle this situation?"

Ye Chen clicked into a high-traffic comment section.

The comments were clearly polarized.

From his experience, it was evident that someone was deliberately steering the narrative.

"Yinuo, I'll head over to Zhang Jingshan's place. He just called me anyway."

Without overthinking, Ye Chen made his decision.

"Alright, you go ahead." Chen Yinuo nodded, her expression heavy.

With that, Ye Chen left the house and headed to Zhang Jingshan's apartment.

Building 5, Apartment 1901.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Zhang Jingshan opened the door with a smile.

"Ye Ge!" he greeted cheerfully.

"You've caused some trouble," Ye Chen said seriously.

"You've seen the videos?" Zhang Jingshan asked.

"Can you handle this?"

Changing into slippers, Ye Chen walked into the apartment without ceremony.

"It's a small matter. I've already had the traffic police involved. They've retrieved footage of your sister-in-law's rear-end accident with the Porsche Macan, as well as videos of the Macan driver's aggressive behavior afterward. With these, I'm already in a strong position.

"Additionally, I've instructed our PR team at Yunshan Network to handle it. No embellishments-just an accurate recounting of events.

"Some might try to use my identity against me, but it won't have much impact. The old man's been retired for years. If I'd done something truly heinous, it might've implicated him. But for something like this? Even if someone wanted to make a fuss, they wouldn't get anywhere.

"On the contrary, this might even bring some positive attention to me and Yunshan Network. After all, smashing the car was a response to the Porsche driver's arrogance and his claim that he couldn't afford compensation.

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, the Porsche driver is more worried about this incident blowing up. He'll probably issue a public apology soon to avoid further trouble. He must've already figured out who I am and doesn't want us retaliating."

Zhang Jingshan confidently shared his thoughts, his demeanor relaxed and unbothered.

"Did the old man call you?" Ye Chen asked, sitting on the couch.

"He did. I explained the whole story," Zhang Jingshan said with a wry smile.

"What did he say?"

"Not much-just told me not to be so extreme in the future. That's it."

With that, Zhang Jingshan seemed eager to change the subject.

"Come on, Ye Ge, don't stress over this. It's really nothing. Let's have a drink!"

Taking out a prepared bottle of red wine and glasses, Zhang Jingshan poured a drink for Ye Chen.

"Thanks!"

Ye Chen sipped the wine, smiling faintly.

"If you see me as a brother, don't mention thanks. Honestly, I don't even know how to thank you for everything you've done for me," Zhang Jingshan said earnestly.

Ye Chen nodded and smiled, raising his glass to clink it against Zhang Jingshan's.

After taking a sip of wine, Zhang Jingshan suggested with a grin, "Ye Ge, if you're not in a hurry, let's have a proper chat. We've known each other for so long but haven't really had a heart-to-heart."

"Sure, let's talk," Ye Chen agreed with a laugh.

At a quiet bar in Jiangzhou.

The soothing music filled the air, but Lin Mengxi appeared distracted.

"Hey, what's up? Thinking about that guy you mentioned?"

A delicate fragrance wafted over as a pair of fair hands waved in front of her face.

A beautiful woman sat down beside Lin Mengxi, teasing her.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Lin Mengxi snapped, regaining her composure.

"Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Posting poetic lines like 'the light at the end of the tunnel' in your Moments-definitely not your usual style. What, fallen for someone? Keeping it well hidden, huh?"

"I was just being sentimental; it's not what you think!" Lin Mengxi retorted.

But the other woman wasn't convinced.

"Well, putting that aside, you've been working at Shanshuijian for over six months now. Haven't snagged yourself a wealthy suitor yet? With your looks and charm, that's surprising!"

"Cut it out. Let me ask you something serious," Lin Mengxi said.

"Go ahead."

"What would you do if someone who pursued you in the past but was rejected turned out to be much more impressive than you thought?"

"Is he handsome?"

"Cleaned up, he's probably as good-looking as any idol."

"What's his financial situation?"

"Drives a car worth a couple million and buys a twenty-million-yuan house in full without blinking."

"Married or single? Wait, doesn't matter! With those qualifications, you go all out and grab him!"

Pausing, the woman added, "Wait, don't tell me you haven't created an opportunity to get close?"

"He seems indifferent to me now, nothing like the enthusiastic guy from our school days," Lin Mengxi said, shaking her head.

"Seriously? Old classmates? That's easy-organize a reunion! Class reunions are the perfect setting for rekindling old flames. With your looks and figure, how many of your male classmates could resist? Add a little alcohol, and you're golden!"

"But none of the classmates know about his success. Most of them just mock him in the group chat and even suggested blocking him to avoid lending him money," Lin Mengxi said.

"That's even better! Think about it: while everyone's mocking him, you stand up for him, defending him at every turn. With his past feelings for you, this could reignite the spark. Even dead embers can flare up again! Honestly, I'm shocked someone as savvy as you didn't think of this!"

Lin Mengxi hesitated, unsure. "This kind of scheme feels so cliché. What if it backfires?"

"Cliché? Life is full of clichés! When was the last time you saw anything truly original? It's always the same, just repackaged!"

Lin Mengxi fell silent, her eyes gradually becoming lost in thought.

Maybe this plan wasn't such a bad idea after all.