"That's good."
"By the way, President Jiang, when are you returning to Shanghai? Yiyi and I would like to treat you to a meal to show our gratitude."
"Sure, I'll contact you when I get back."
"Alright, alright. I won't disturb you then. Please wait a moment; things at the exit will be handled shortly."
Hanging up, Jiang Cheng pocketed his phone, took Chloe's hand again, and said with a relaxed expression, "Let's go."
This was the benefit of owning a capable risk control company.
Some might wonder how a risk control company could manage airport Proxy Photographers and protect portrait rights.
It was actually quite simple. The Xindun Risk Control company that Jiang Cheng had helped Huang Zonglei revitalize back then...
It didn't just do simple risk management; it had already connected various resources and had deep collaborations with major airports, security agencies, and network monitoring platforms, even possessing legal compliance control authority.
The core of such risk control companies is to help clients avoid various risks, and 'leakage of portrait rights and malicious filming' was one of the privacy risks high-end clients cared about most.
Meanwhile, in the center of Chengdu, at the Xindun Technology headquarters building.
Huang Zonglei held his phone, standing at the elevator entrance, not yet having swiped his card to enter the company.
He took a deep breath, tapped his phone screen a few times, and dialed another number.
It rang once and was picked up instantly.
"President Huang?"
"Old Zhou, are you at the duty supervisor post?"
"Yes, just sat down. What's up?"
Huang Zonglei walked quickly toward the office area while speaking rapidly, "Immediately activate the S-level Face Protection Protocol now. Target: President Jiang. Location: Longcheng International Airport VIP Exit. Now, immediately, right away."
Old Zhou on the other end gasped, "President Jiang? He... he's at the airport?"
"Yes, there are dozens of Proxy Photographers blocking the way outside. He doesn't want his face appearing in any livestream rooms. You understand."
"Understood, understood. I'll get on it right away!"
Huang Zonglei had already pushed open the glass doors of the office area. Old Zhou was springing up from his workstation and rushing toward the console.
"How much time?" Old Zhou asked.
Huang Zonglei glanced at his watch. "He said he's walking out now. We have... thirty seconds at most."
"That's enough."
Old Zhou's fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard. A few seconds later, an interface popped up on the screen—
[Xindun Technology · Network-wide Risk Control Monitoring System]
[Currently Connected Platforms: TikTok, Kuaishou, Social Media Platform, Bilibili, WeChat Video Accounts, Taobao Live... (23 platforms in total)]
Old Zhou's fingers paused for a moment as he turned to look at Huang Zonglei.
"President Huang, about TikTok... should we give them a separate heads-up? After all, President Jiang has shares there. If the people below don't know the situation and are too slow..."
Huang Zonglei glanced at him and said flatly, "Do you think Zhang Yiming would let his people be slow?"
Old Zhou was stunned for a moment, then realized and gave a sheepish smile.
Old Zhou pulled his thoughts back, his fingers returning to the keyboard.
A few seconds later, an interface popped up on the screen—
[Xindun Technology · Network-wide Risk Control Monitoring System]
[Currently Connected Platforms: TikTok, Kuaishou, Social Media Platform, Bilibili, WeChat Video Accounts, Taobao Live... (23 platforms in total)]
[Special Note: TikTok Platform · Major Shareholder-level Priority Processing Channel · Activated]
Old Zhou took a deep breath and typed into the search box:
[Facial Feature Database · S-level Protected Subject · Jiang Cheng]
Clicked open.
In the drop-down menu, there was a preset command—
[Trigger Action: Real-time livestream stream-cutting + Permanent account ban + Device ID blacklisting]
Old Zhou's finger hovered over the Enter key as he turned to look at Huang Zonglei.
Huang Zonglei stared at the screen, his voice steady:
"Execute."
The Enter key was pressed.
A line of green text instantly popped up on the screen:
[S-level Protection Protocol Activated]
[Monitoring Range: All livestreams within a 3km radius of Longcheng International Airport]
[Trigger Condition: Protected subject's face appears in the frame]
[Execution Action: Automatic stream-cutting + Account ban + Device marking]
[TikTok Platform: Major Shareholder-level Protection Protocol Synchronized · Priority Set to Top]
[Status: Running]
Huang Zonglei checked the time.
Nine seconds had passed since he hung up the call with Jiang Cheng.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Jiang Cheng:
[President Jiang, it's activated. Please rest assured.]
After sending it, he leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.
Old Zhou whispered beside him, "President Huang, our system is usually used for national-level meetings and top-secret activities... Using it here today, isn't it a bit..."
Huang Zonglei glanced at him.
Old Zhou immediately shut up.
Huang Zonglei looked away and said calmly:
"President Jiang's matters are the most important matters."
...
Meanwhile, at the airport VIP exit.
Jiang Cheng led the way, holding Chloe's hand.
Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan followed behind, with Wang Sicong walking lazily at the very back.
While talking, the group had already reached the exit.
Sure enough, outside the transparent glass doors, a massive crowd was gathered.
Telephoto lenses and phone gimbals were all held high. As soon as they saw figures emerging, the crowd instantly erupted.
"They're here, they're here!"
"Principal Wang! Principal Wang, look over here!"
"Holy crap, who's that foreign beauty?"
"There are two Flight Attendants behind them! What a lineup!"
Flashbulbs popped incessantly.
The security team immediately stepped forward, pulling out barriers to hold the crowd back.
"Stop filming! Move back, move back!"
No one listened.
Instead, the crowd pushed forward.
"Principal Wang! Give us a smile!"
"That Handsome Guy! Who are you? What's your relationship with Principal Wang?"
The security team cleared the way in front as Jiang Cheng walked out with large strides, holding Chloe's hand.
The crowd surged forward instantly, but was held back firmly by security, leaving them to frantically snap photos from two or three meters away.
Jiang Cheng's expression was normal, his pace steady. He even had time to lean over and say something to Chloe, making the blonde beauty smile.
Wang Sicong followed behind, his baseball cap pulled even lower, looking completely over it.
He even flipped the middle finger at the cameras while walking, irritably saying, "Smile my ass..."
Those Streamers were filming while livestreaming to their phones: "Fam, did you see that? Principal Wang! In the flesh! I don't know who that beauty next to him is, but Principal Wang is walking behind him! Do you understand what kind of status this is, brothers?"
"Ten thousand VIPs in the livestream! Thanks for the Carnival, Big Bro! This video is definitely going viral today!"
"Wait, let me zoom in on that Handsome Guy. With that charm, he could debut, right? And there are two Flight Attendants following behind him. Damn, what kind of setup is this?"
Everything seemed normal.
Until—
A Streamer pointed their camera at Jiang Cheng's face, zoomed in, and focused.