The next day, after breakfast, Ye Fei dropped his daughter off at kindergarten.
On the way home, he listlessly started scrolling through his phone.
A few trending searches seemed especially eye-watering.
"A pervert, seeking Internet fame, live-streams himself eating feces with no limit to his desperation for attention!"
"A suspected mentally ill person streaks in the city center square, now under investigation."
"A forty-year-old woman, seeking thrills, performs a two-hour durian-slapping act on a live stream. She was later resuscitated and saved but with her face completely disfigured."
"..."
Seeing these news items, Ye Fei smirked knowingly, thinking to himself that Gao Feng's efficiency in handling matters was quite high.
Just then, a series of urgent ring tones from his phone broke the silence.
It was Gao Feng calling.
"Hello? Boss Gao, what's up?"
"Mr. Ye, there's trouble, a big problem has occurred!"
