Transmigrated as a Cannon Fodder Alpha in a Scum Alpha Novel (GL) - Chapter 5

Fu Suihan unhurriedly scanned the netizens’ abusive comments towards her and then posted a new update—

[Fu Suihan V]: Let’s chat.

The original owner’s last post was a New Year’s greeting from the company. The homepage remained silent for several minutes before people slowly started to leave comments. Most assumed she was about to drop a major bombshell or continue her crazy antics. They grabbed their keyboards, ready to unleash their venom, only to discover that Fu Suihan’s “let’s chat” meant literally chatting.

When there were fewer people, some asked about food and drink out of boredom. But as marketing accounts reposted, linking to trending topics, and fans of new grudges (Song Shixue) and old grievances (Fu Qingning) entered the fray to control the likes, the hot comments immediately became chaotic and toxic.

Fu Suihan, however, saw the money in her backend from the copy-pasted insults.

When a netizen changed their profile to “Chief Physician of the Mental Hospital” and said hello, she replied with a “hello” too.

When Fu Qingning’s fans reposted the old “Seven Deadly Sins” list they used to insult her three years ago, Fu Suihan just replied with a thumbs-up emoji. Song Shixue’s fans received the same treatment.

The more “calm and collected” she acted, the more fans believed she was being sarcastic and passive-aggressive, and their hateful “essays” were copied and pasted with increasing fervor. Even when Fu Suihan specifically explained that she was complimenting their good writing, everyone remained indifferent, and the dirty words in their insults multiplied several times over.

Only passersby found it amusing, tirelessly posting “hahahahaha.”

By this point, Fu Suihan was a little tired. Just as she was about to type an advertisement in the comment section, her screen was taken over by an incoming call from “Lin Jiyue.”

Lin Jiyue found out about this during her video call with Fu Qingning.

Her first reaction was that Fu Suihan was repeating old mistakes. She was about to find an excuse to hang up, but Fu Qingning on the screen smiled sweetly and proactively asked, “Sister Jiyue, do you have something to attend to?”

It was noon in Country N, and the woman, wearing a floral long dress, was on a film set. Her makeup and hair were exquisite, her almond eyes round and innocent, her lips moist and red, looking pure yet alluring.

Looking at her innocent expression, Lin Jiyue’s own expression softened. She didn’t want Fu Qingning to worry, so she kept Fu Suihan’s matter a secret, only saying, “I still have some things to deal with. You need to take care of yourself, and tell me if anything happens.”

Fu Qingning said, “Sister Jiyue always protects me, so I’m doing very well every day.” Her eyes darted around, and she stretched out her words, “It’s just… recently there’s a new exhibition, and the organizers said my qualifications aren’t enough to attend as a guest—”

Lin Jiyue said, “I’ll find someone to arrange it for you.”

Fu Qingning’s smile brightened further upon receiving the promise. Lin Jiyue’s mood also improved considerably, and she wanted to linger a bit, but Fu Qingning said she had to film again and would chat next time.

Lin Jiyue naturally couldn’t delay her important work and reluctantly said goodbye, only to be shaken by the incoming call from Fu’s parents.

The Fu and Lin families had been allies for many years, and Lin Jiyue, deeply in love with Fu Qingning, naturally held them in high regard.

But this conversation shattered Lin Jiyue’s impression of them. Their words were subtly critical, constantly expressing their dissatisfaction with her impending divorce from Fu Suihan, calling her irresponsible, lacking Omega virtue, and even disrespectful to the Fu family.

Accusation after accusation hammered Lin Jiyue, making her clench her knuckles. Unable to retaliate, she could only listen silently, then took a deep breath: “I understand.”

Fu Yu said meaningfully, “Xiao Lin, you can’t keep doing foolish things.”

Lin Jiyue’s face completely fell.

The CEO’s office at Xinghui was still lit late at night. When the assistant carefully brought coffee, Lin Jiyue had already thrown documents all over the floor.

She called Fu Suihan and immediately blurted out, “What did you say to your parents?”

Fu Suihan was also momentarily stunned by the Fu family’s swift action.

Sure enough, what “flesh and bl00d” was worth more than tangible face?

But then, the anger in Lin Jiyue’s tone made her feel pleased, and she slowly said, “It’s late at night, Ms. Lin, don’t get too worked up.”

Both were cunning foxes. Lin Jiyue didn’t want to play games with Fu Suihan: “You know that according to the contract you signed, Xinghui can sue you at any time if you post content that harms the company’s reputation?”

Fu Suihan heard the threat, but found it even more intriguing: “Then Ms. Lin, go ahead and sue. I’m not the one wasting time and energy, and I’m not the one most affected by the dispute. Are you going to say it’s cyberbullying again? I’ve been cursed for so many years, what’s one more time, right?”

Seeing that conventional methods could no longer coerce Fu Suihan, Lin Jiyue finally felt something slipping out of her control. She suppressed her anger and asked, “What exactly do you want?”

Fu Suihan said, “1% of Xinghui Entertainment’s shares.”

Xinghui belonged to the Lin family, and Lin Jiyue was merely the acting chairman; real power remained in her mother’s hands.

In the original novel, Fu Qingning’s skyrocketing popularity after returning to the country boosted Xinghui’s stock price and fueled Lin Jiyue’s ambition. In just one year, she secretly rallied shareholders, expanded her influence, and eventually personally voted her mother and a host of relatives out, gaining complete control of Xinghui.

This 1% share was key to Lin Jiyue’s victory.

Lin Jiyue was annoyed, but she hadn’t lost her rationality.

Not to mention how much 1% of the shares was worth, she had only taken over Xinghui for a few years, and her own shares were only 5%. She coldly commented, “Wishful thinking.”

Fu Suihan had already expected her to refuse, so she wasn’t surprised.

While talking to Lin Jiyue, Fu Suihan also switched to the background to browse StarNet. In the brief time the call was connected, her account password had already been changed, and her previous Weibo posts had been deleted.

This gave Fu Suihan another reminder.

Lin Jiyue was right; at least until her contract with Xinghui ended, “Fu Suihan” was still entirely under Xinghui’s jurisdiction. She couldn’t explain the truth to the public, nor could she access the money from the backend.

The latter was very important to Fu Suihan. She no longer beat around the bush and directly asked, “When does my contract with Xinghui end? And how much is the penalty for breach of contract?”

When signing the contract, the original owner was in a stage of extreme devotion to Lin Jiyue, meaning she signed a ten-year long-term contract without even thinking twice.

The breach penalty was ten million a year, seventy million for seven years. Even if Fu Suihan were skinned alive, she could only come up with seven hundred.

After hearing the number, Fu Suihan fell silent. It was Lin Jiyue who, believing she had the upper hand, retorted, “You want to terminate the contract?”

Fu Suihan said, “It depends on Ms. Lin’s sincerity,” but in her heart, she was already thinking of Plan B: how to leverage the Fu family for resources if Lin Jiyue didn’t agree.

Unexpectedly, this time Lin Jiyue was quite straightforward: “You can terminate the contract. I’ll give you an additional five million to end all of this and deal with your parents.”

After hearing her offer, Fu Suihan could hardly help but say, “That’s it?”

In this era where web novel characters casually talk about hundreds of millions or billions, a stingy CEO like Lin Jiyue was no longer uncommon—she was a rarity.

Fu Suihan felt regret, but also knew that no matter how much she pressed, Lin Jiyue wouldn’t give her anything else.

Seeing that she was sensible enough to realize it quickly, Lin Jiyue’s suppressed anger actually dissipated somewhat. Her tone softened, saying, “Come to the company tomorrow. I’ll arrange for a lawyer to prepare the agreement.”

“Also,” she paused for a moment, thinking that as “wives,” they should maintain some decorum, and warned, “Stay away from Song Shixue. She’s ruthless and not someone to trifle with. If she sets her sights on you, you’ll only end up being destroyed. The Fu family can’t protect you, and neither can I.”

Fu Suihan: ?

If Lin Jiyue had just shut up after mentioning going to the company, Fu Suihan might have been able to move on and put it out of sight, out of mind.

But not only did she bring up Song Shixue, casually throwing around “ruthless” and “not someone to trifle with,” she also cursed her own fate of being destroyed.

Fu Suihan felt insulted.

As her mood became subtle, her verbal firepower intensified. She said sarcastically, “I appreciate Ms. Lin’s kind intentions, but I’ve been harmed so much already, one more from Song Shixue won’t make a difference.”

“After all, compared to family and a nominal wife who only want me dead to clear the path for their enemy, being harmed by the dream lover of millions of Omegas, I’d rather savor it.”

Being called out by name, Lin Jiyue’s face showed displeasure: “Do you think I’m wronging you?”

“Of course not,” Fu Suihan mocked. “I just want to remind Ms. Lin that if you don’t pay more attention to Fu Qingning’s movements, you might just become the next me.”

As the last syllable fell, Lin Jiyue snapped the pen in her hand: “What do you mean?”

But on the other end of the phone, only a long silence awaited Lin Jiyue.

The screen was completely blank.

Fu Suihan had hung up on her.