Home.
It was very late.
A cellphone’s ringtone rang in a quiet bedroom.
It was Dong Shanshan. “Hello, old classmate. Let me tell you some good news.”
“Hur Hur, what’s the good news?” Zhang Ye feigned ignorance.
Dong Shanshan laughed, “A video was leaked on the internet, showing proof that Li Tao clamped down on our programs on purpose. Now, the SARFT has begun investigations. Our programs might be restored soon.”
Zhang Ye said, “I already heard about it. It’s all over the internet now. Didn’t you see me post on Weibo?”
Dong Shanshan might have been in front of a computer, “You posted on Weibo again? You set up your Weibo account for months now, but never once have your words been good. Let me take a look…” After a pause, the sounds of a few mouse clicks could be heard through the phone’s receiver, “Heh, you sure are wicked. You even put up a red-lettered ‘Happy’ character? Believing that retribution in the human world works? If Li Tao sees this, he will definitely die from exasperation. You should tone down that mouth of yours.
Zhang Ye refused, “He stabbed us, and you still want me to show him face?”