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As Janet had foreseen, public opinion began to shift favorably after a few days.
Many individuals who admired Janet’s design style voiced their support.
“Fashion should be diverse, and each style has its own merits. You may not appreciate her design aesthetic, but that doesn’t
justify trampling on or ridiculing it.”
“Moving from criticizing her design style to launching personal attacks is more than just critique; it’s cyber bullying. “I find Janet’s
design outstanding and uniquely styled. I support Janet.”
“I too support Janet...”
Witnessing the change in public sentiment, Lexi let out a sigh of relief. She couldn’t help but admire Janet’s ability to predict
trends. “Boss, you’re incredible! How did you know the public opinion would shift?”
Janet smiled modestly. “Internet users have discerning eyes and aesthetic sense. They can judge the quality of a work for
themselves.
No matter how hard the naysayers try to smear my reputation, they can’t undermine my design skills. Eventually, users will return
to a rational aesthetic sense. Those who were paid to attack me will ultimately face backlash.”
Listening to her words, Lexi’s admiration for Janet grew. “Boss, you truly have a knack for forecasting! It seems all the plots and
schemes can’t stand against genuine talent, she exclaimed.
With a bashful grin, Janet replied seriously, “Well, I’m not as proficient as you suggest. Let’s capitalize on this public sentiment
and release the sets of designs
I prepared earlier. “Absolutely, boss!” Lexi now looked up to Janet completely.
She would follow her lead without hesitation.
After seizing the momentum of the current trend and unveiling a few design sets, the public not only began to appreciate Janet’s
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In a short span, her social media account garnered hundreds of thousands of new followers.

This was just the tip of the iceberg-with the sudden surge in followers, her designs quickly topped the trending list. This led to an
enormous influx of orders for Janet’s studio. “Hello, I’d like to request a design in this style...” “The outfit you wore at Mr. Nixon’s
art exhibition was stunning. Can you design two similar sets for my spouse and me?”
“I’d like a design for my grandmother...’ The incessant phone calls and the constant flow of customers kept both Janet and Lexi
busy yet delighted.
Many people were drawn to Janet’s simple yet stylish designs, wearable for any occasion. Unlike other designers’ creations that
were often too specialized for certain events, Janet’s designs were versatile and practical.
Seeing the shift in public sentiment online, Vivi was on the brink of losing her sanity!
In a fit of fury, she flung her phone at her assistant, her voice dripping with menace. “How could you botch this up? I’ve invested
a fortune hiring these rumormongers, and yet they seem to have made no dent in that woman’s reputation. Instead, her studio is
gaining more popularity.”
As it turned out, those naysayers who had maligned Janet were actually on Vivi’s payroll.
Initially, she promoted Mandy’s dress to curry favor with some users, then promptly hired a swarm of trolls to disparage Janet,
criticizing her work and labeling it as “tacky”.
Being labeled “tacky” is a designer’s nightmare. Once a designer is stigmatized with this term, it’s unlikely they will attract any
clients.
However, against all expectations, the trolls derogatory comments sparked an uproar among the public, and many of Janet’s
impartial fans defended her.
This shift in public opinion led to a reversal of the initial trend.
The assistant cowered in a corner, too terrified to utter a word even after being hit.
Fuming with rage, Vivi slapped her assistant and barked out a command, “Go hire more trolls. I want to completely tarnish that
detestable Janet. And if you bungle this again, you can kiss your job goodbye!”