Chapter 67 Foster Child

  "I think I need to reiterate Jia Yueting's attitude once again, maybe it's because of my expression ability that some reporters misunderstood my meaning."

  Watching the reporter recklessly stirring up public emotions, Shangguan Shi's smile gradually faded from her face, but her tone remained calm and composed.

  The reporter seemed to have sensed Shangguan Shi's rising anger and surprisingly did not refute but obediently sat down.

  "Firstly, Jumbo will take corresponding responsibilities and has never thought of evading or shirking them."

  "Secondly, Jia Yueting will investigate and clarify the truth of the matter, and give everyone a clear explanation."

  "Thirdly, if it is finally confirmed that someone has been secretly framing Jiarong International, I think everyone will not tolerate it either."

  Shang Guan Shishi glanced at her watch and said: "It's getting late today, I have to go to the hospital to visit the poisoned consumers, let's end the press conference here."

  Shangguan Shishi finished speaking and walked out, without giving any time for the reporters below to ask questions.

  "Is the daughter of Director Shang just not worthy? How can she be so arrogant and look down on us like that!" The reporter from earlier seemed to have left in a huff, but now he was shouting loudly, as if afraid others wouldn't know that he had just been shut up by Director Shang's young lady.

  Many of the media people present let out a sigh, and anyone with discerning eyes could tell that this guy was obviously someone who had been invited to stir up trouble. However, it's unclear what role JFR International played in this incident. The power of speech is in the hands of reporters, and this loudmouthed reporter was clearly a malicious one - perhaps tomorrow there would be extremely unfavorable news about JFR.

  Sitting in the Buick, Shangguan Shi's face was slightly cold as she asked, "Which newspaper does that reporter belong to?"

  Without waiting for the boss to point out which reporter, Wei Wentao hastily replied: "Chen Bowen of Northern Weekend is a person similar to an angry youth. He often publishes some radical articles on Northern Weekend, often lacking factual basis, but has a lot of die-hard fans among young people."

  Shangguan Shi nodded: "But I don't like this person very much."

  As the first assistant to Shangguan Jiazheng, Wei Wentao was always well-prepared. Without even flipping through his materials, he continued: "Chen Bowei is a master of literature from Nanjiang Normal University. During his school days, he was a poor student and owed the state 40,000 yuan in student loans, but after graduation, he never repaid them."

  Pausing for a moment, Wei Wentao continued: "This kind of thing is quite common in society, but Chen Bowei's income is not low, yet he still doesn't mention repaying the money. I reckon it has something to do with his family environment and upbringing since childhood."

  "In last year's melamine incident, Chen Bo Wen wrote an article with sharp words and tone, but in that article, he mentioned another large-scale dairy company, implying that this enterprise did not use melamine-tainted milk. In my analysis, he should have received benefits from that enterprise, and the amount was not small. Later, he wrote several more articles, continuing to sharply criticize the enterprises involved in the case, of course including many fabricated facts. Although he didn't openly praise another brand's enterprise, he subtly expressed his favor towards that enterprise, which directly led to a 30% increase in sales for that brand's milk in that quarter."

  Shangguan Shishi let out a soft sigh: "Another conscienceless villain, I don't know who he's taken bribes from today. If I'm not mistaken, his article is already written and will appear on the front page of Beifang Weekend tomorrow. Jufeng will be splashed with dirty water from head to toe."

  Shangguan Shi rubbed his forehead: "It's hard to guard against petty people."

  "Leave this guy to me." Wang Zheng said with a smile while steering the wheel, "I'm the best at dealing with this kind of person."

  Shangguan Shi couldn't help but think of Wang Zheng wielding a dagger at the board meeting, playing tricks on a group of billionaires and making them dance to his tune. She involuntarily burst out laughing.

  Wei Wentao's understanding of the man beside the chairman was limited to being a bodyguard with high martial arts skills. As for Wang Zhong's other matters, he hadn't thought about investigating, but rather hadn't come up with any results. Wang Zhong's background seemed mysterious. Of course, it wasn't Wei Wentao's style to investigate people around the chairman when there was nothing else to do, purely to satisfy his extra curiosity.

  Shangguan Shi said with a half-joking and half-serious tone: "Alright, I'll leave it to you, just don't get anyone killed."

  Wei Wentai was shocked again.

  "Leave it to me and don't worry." Wang Zheng turned the steering wheel and said, "But the hospital is just ahead, you'd better think about how to deal with those consumer families first."

  Shangguan Shishi took a sip of water to moisten her throat, and a look of nostalgia and worry appeared in her eyes: "Being a boss is really hard, if only Dad could come back."

  Wang Zhong and Wei Wentao were silent. If it was that man who had been shouting in the market for decades, how would he deal with such a situation?

  The hospital entrance was already crowded with reporters from various media outlets and onlookers, many cameras of all sizes were raised to capture the scene. Of course, there were also many restless reporters interviewing the crowd with slightly excited expressions, I reckon some channels' news programs will start broadcasting this incident tonight.

  The low-key Buick Regal didn't draw any attention, and no one would have thought that the top leader of Jiarong International was sitting in this very ordinary car.

  Wang Zhong drove the car directly to the entrance of the hospital building, and Shangguan Shi and Wei Wentao looked at each other and rubbed their eyebrows simultaneously.

  In the main hall of the hospital, a long red banner was hung with the words "Jiurong International, lose all conscience, return my children, return my health!"

  Wang Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's quite rhythmic."

  Several dozen people in their 40s and 50s stood beside the banner, each with a look of excitement and indignation on their faces. Shangguan Shi and Wang Zheng walked over and asked: "Excuse me, sir, are you also a consumer who purchased Meihua water purifier?"

  This old man looked nearly sixty years old, with completely white hair, wearing an old-style shirt, open at the chest, revealing a pure cotton white vest underneath.

  "Of course, we are all consumers of Meiyu water purifiers, come to condemn such irresponsible businesses!" The old man's voice was very indignant.

  "Uncle, was this scroll also made by you?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.

  The old man was taken aback, then paused for a moment before saying, "We also spent money on the banner."

  Wang Zheng's face flashed a faint, mysterious smile as he pulled the old man aside and took out five large, red Huaxia bills from his pocket, stuffing them into the old man's chest without saying a word.

  The old man was clearly taken aback, and Wang Zhong's move was obviously beyond his expectations, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

  However, the feeling of holding five red tickets in one's hand is quite good. This old man took the money and didn't return it, which wasn't suitable, but returning it would be a pity. The hand holding the money was stiffened there, unsure what to do.

  "Uncle, don't be polite, just take the money." Wang Zhen took out five 100-yuan bills from his wallet and waved them in front of the old man's eyes. Seeing the old man swallow hard, he smiled and said: "Old man, to tell you the truth, I'm a journalist, I want to dig up some inside information. If you answer one question for me, I'll give you 100 yuan, what do you think?"

  "But your answer must be true, don't cheat me."

  The old man hesitated for a moment, looked down at the red ticket in his hand again, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of the other five hundred-yuan bills, nodding his head.

  Wang Zhong smiled and asked: "Uncle, where do you live? You don't seem to have a local accent."

  The old man stared at the banknotes in Wang Zhong's hand and said, "I am a native of Hedong, now living in Shisanli Tun, Beijing."

  Wang Zheng did not disappoint the old man and directly pulled out a 100-yuan bill and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

  Perhaps in his life, the old man had never encountered such an easy way to make money. He rubbed the real banknotes in his hands, which were covered with calluses, and chuckled: "Young man, do you have any more questions? Ask them quickly."

  "Uncle, now in Beijing, are you living in your own house or renting someone else's?"

  The old man smiled and said: "My son rented a house from someone else."

  Wang Zheng's mouth curled up with a hint of a smile, and he handed the old man another bill, then asked: "Uncle, when you normally use the Meihua water purifier, do you usually turn on the tap first or the purifier switch?"

  The old man was taken aback, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected Wang Zhēn to ask such a question. After thinking for a moment, he said: "First turn off the water dispenser's switch."

  The old man finished speaking and reached out to take the banknote from Wang Zhen's hand, but unexpectedly, Wang Zhen not only didn't hand over the banknote, but instead suddenly stretched out his hand and snatched all seven remaining banknotes from the old man.

  The old man hastily stretched out his hand and snatched: "What do you want to do?"

  Wang Zheng smiled and pulled out a certificate with the Huaxia police badge, flashing it in front of the old man's eyes, then said: "Uncle, I'm a capital policeman, specially assigned to investigate this case. If you're just a proxy who received money from someone else, I advise you to hurry back home. Otherwise, you'll be suspected of fraud and face fines and at least 15 days of detention."

  The old man heard this and hastily turned around and left, no longer bothering to ask for money.

  Looking at the old man's hurried departure, Shangguan Shi asked with a hint of curiosity: "How did you discover this matter?"

  Wang Zheng smiled slightly: "Look at his teeth stains, it's obvious that the water alkalinity is too high, naturally not using a water purifier."

  Shangguan Shi continued: "It seems that someone is indeed trying to sabotage my Giant Fusion."