Almost immediately, all the tech departments of Huo Chenhuan's companies received an urgent directive - they were outsourced to ban accounts and check IP addresses of water armies for an unknown little livestream host on Onlookers.
"This… This is such an overkill!" A guileless technician murmured.
He may be soft, but in a pin-drop silent room, many heard his murmur.
The atmosphere of the office became really awkward.
From the change of facial expressions, it was clear that many were thinking the same, even though they may not have blurted it out. It was an absolute waste of their talents for them to be ordered to do things like these.
Yu Ziyan heard their hearts' cries and chuckled. "In our boss' eyes, anything regarding our lady boss is never an overkill. Do you understand me?"