Chapter 277: An Unprecedented Sense of Security!

Actually, Mark Berger just wanted to capitalize on the cryptocurrency craze to expand Facebook's ecosystem!
He had prepared for this for years, investing countless hours of effort. But what was the result?
In the end, he lost everything, both materially and in terms of reputation. The only benefit went entirely to Fang Huan Investment!
"Now, even the damn French are getting involved?"
Just thinking about it gave Mark Berger a headache.
And now,
old grudges hadn't subsided, and new worries had arisen.
That French leader jumped out again, playing the role of some "righteous hero," wielding a big stick and relentlessly attacking these overseas companies.
"All foreign companies in Gaul are now paying five times the taxes?"
"Yes, boss. It's not just us; all multinational corporations with operations in Gaul are now being required to pay hefty punitive taxes."
"What happened to the money we fed those politicians? Did it all go down the drain?"
"Uh… apparently, the new government is very powerful, and the Gaulish head of state's power is at its peak.
We…it's very difficult to change his decision."
Data breaches and cryptocurrency collapses—a double blow—have caused a massive exodus of users to "Fang Huan's social media," and now the French are adding fuel to the fire. Markberg felt his nerves were on the verge of collapse.
"What's the solution? Are we just going to sit here and get ripped off? Shouldn't the major powers intervene?"
"Boss…the major powers just threw a round of customs surcharges at Europe; Gaul's actions this time can, to some extent, be seen as retaliation…"
Indeed, relying on these politicians is less reliable than relying on a husky to guard the house.
Since asking for help is hopeless, we have to find a way to break the deadlock ourselves!
"So, we just have to obediently pay up?"
"If we let things develop as they are, I'm afraid... yes.
But... recently, some very interesting posts and videos have appeared on social media."
"What are they?"
"The voices of some local Gauls opposing this new policy," the assistant reported.
"In particular, some videos are very aggressive, directly denouncing the Gaulish head of state as a 'leader of the rich,' and they've been circulating widely online recently."
Hearing this, Markberg's eyes twitched.
"They're also on 'Fang Huan's social media'?"
"Yes. It's said that there are many short videos calling for unity, and they're gaining traction.
Some have even made it to the trending list."
"In France?"
"Yes."
"Is it possible... that 'Fang Huan's media' is behind this, deliberately pushing these videos to the top?"
Markberg keenly sensed something unusual.
“…We believe this possibility…is very high.”
In an instant, a thought flashed through Markberg’s mind.
“Don’t we have similar videos and posts on our end?”
“Yes, those who upload videos to ‘Fanghuan’s Media’ usually also post them simultaneously on Facebook and YouTube.”
A crazy idea surfaced in Markberg’s mind.
Could this…be a signal from Fanghuan Investment?
What is the truly terrifying aspect of social networks?
It's what allows people from all corners of the world, complete strangers, to resonate with each other, ultimately coalescing into a force powerful enough to shake the world!
It can be a simple "dopamine pacifier" to kill time, but in this moment, if several major social media giants join forces for the same goal…
What terrifying energy would that unleash?
"Pass on my order!" A resolute glint flashed in Mark Berg's eyes.
"From now on, increase the exposure of all dissenting voices!"
"All of them, boss?"
"Yes, all of them! Not just in France, but the whole world needs to see it!
If no one posts it, we'll do it ourselves!"
He didn't know if "Fang Huan's media" was truly guiding him, but he believed that with Fang Huan's meticulous and ruthless investment style, he would definitely use his trump card to its fullest potential!
"Damn it, just this once, Fang Huan Investment!"
Mark Berg gritted his teeth.
He never dreamed that one day he would be fighting alongside his mortal enemy in such a bizarre way.
But for some reason, the thought of his teammate being Fang Huan Investment...
In his heart...
An unprecedented surge of emotion arose...
A sense of security!!
***
The Gallic leader once believed that everything was under control.
He championed the "centrist" ideology, winning overwhelming public support. His first year in office was smooth sailing, with consistently high approval ratings.
Therefore, he naturally assumed his policies would follow suit.
However, was this confidence born of arrogance, or... the machinations of some hidden force?
"Three...three hundred thousand?! You said three hundred thousand?!"
The Gallic leader's face contorted with shock, his usual composure completely gone.
"Yes, more than three hundred thousand people have already taken to the streets of Paris for massive demonstrations!"
Any policy will face resistance; that's normal.
Especially this time, with sensitive issues involved, he had anticipated it.
So, he chose to target foreign capital first.
He labeled them "vampires," and amidst public anger and condemnation, quietly passed his bill.
This tactic had proven successful time and again in the past.
But this time, it failed.
“How did so many people gather?!”
“It’s the short video ecosystem matrix. These three social media giants, coincidentally, pushed the same content at the same time.”
What does this mean?
“These…these sons of bitches…!”
The Gallic leader’s usually gentle face was now contorted with rage, like a demon.
He instantly understood: those tech giants who should have been fighting tooth and nail in the market had actually joined forces to oppose him!