As soon as Su Yanle and Song Ziwei stepped into the venue, they regretted their decision.
The room was filled with people sitting and taking notes. As soon as Song Ziwei entered, their cameras turned around and made countless clicking sounds. After Su Yanle entered, the cameras turned around again and pointed at her face like countless black muzzles.
Song Ziwei, who had always been a hot topic, was now caught up in a storm of dismissal. Almost all the media outlets had grasped the selling point.
The news that the young and handsome heir of the Song Empire was about to be fired had already spread on the Internet before the press conference. It was originally news in the business world, but it almost spread like entertainment news.
Su Yanle accompanied him in and found a seat closest to the stage. Her eyes followed Song Ziwei closely.
After a series of official explanations, Song Ziwei admitted his mistake and approved his decision to be dismissed. The reporters below instantly exploded. Before it was time for the reporters to ask questions, they had already started asking questions.
"Can you tell me in detail what happened?”
"Was this decision made by the board of directors?”
"CEO Song, aren't you the only heir of the Song Corporation? After you're dismissed, will the Song Corporation still teach your subordinates?”
The reporters who had been sitting obediently below the stage were now standing up one by one without caring about anything else. They kept throwing difficult questions at the people on the stage.
Yang Jing, who was sitting next to Song Ziwei, quickly nudged her with her elbow, as if reminding him to remember the speech she gave him yesterday. Song Ziwei glanced at her and turned around to face the noisy reporters.
"Everyone, don't worry. Because it didn't cause any serious property damage, the company has decided to temporarily dismiss you.”
He followed Yang Jing's instructions and said slowly, word for word.
As expected, the voices below the stage quieted down. The reporters nodded and whispered to each other as they hurriedly took notes.
Zhang Rui, who was sitting below the stage, looked at Song Ziwei. Song Ziwei nodded at him gently, so he stood up and prepared to organize the end of the reception. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted.
A man suddenly stood up from the audience and opened his mouth before Zhang Rui could speak.
"General Manager Song, oh no, I should call you Mr. Song Ziwei now.”It was a reporter in his early thirties. He was skinny and held a camera like the others, but his face was full of experience and grease. He slowly got up and stared at Song Ziwei. He knew that the person was not friendly.
"However, according to the information we received, that's not the case.”As he spoke, he revealed a cunning smile.
Zhang Rui, who had already stood up in front of him, grimaced anxiously. He wanted to rush forward to stop him, but the man took the opportunity to continue speaking.
"I have evidence that you embezzled public funds.”He waved the tablet in his hand, a malicious smile in his narrow eyes.
Everyone fell silent, as if they had not reacted to this huge change. But immediately, the reporters around them began to press the shutter crazily, pointing at Song Ziwei and the man.
"Alright, everyone, save it. This headline is already our Focus Media's. No matter how hard you work, you can only pick up some leftovers to eat.”As he spoke, he smiled contemptuously at the reporters beside him.
Song Ziwei sat calmly on the stage, but his heart was already empty. He looked at Su Yanle, who was standing next to him. Her eyes were also wide open.
The people on the stage were also dumbfounded. Even Yang Jing, who had always been calm, stood up at once. Yang Lei, who was beside her, hurriedly pulled her back to sit down.
Song Ziwei frowned and stared at the arrogant man below the stage. Since he was so confident in causing a scene, he must have some substantial evidence in his hands.
But he said that he embezzled public funds?
Song Ziwei clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down.
The man below the stage understood that he had grasped the center of the situation and had become the obvious advantage. He finally decided to slowly throw out the information in his hand. He unhurriedly turned on the tablet in his hand and opened his email, as if he wanted to show someone's email.
He walked up to the stage, placed the tablet on the projector, and opened the latest email in his mailbox.
The sender's email ID flashed across Song Ziwei's eyes, but it was too fast. He could only see the first few letters clearly. 'This is the email address of the person who has been framing me behind my back,' he thought with a frown, but his eyes were fixed on the image that the man had released.
It was the details of the allocation from the finance department. It was an 80 million allocation with Song Ziwei's signature on it. It was indeed signed by him.
"This is the funding from the finance department at that time.”As the man spoke, he pressed the projector's button and switched to the next picture.
It was Song Ziwei's bank card transaction record. On the second day after the finance department allocated the funds, his bank card had a record of a full 30 million.
Song Ziwei suddenly stood up, but he didn't know what to explain.
He looked at the card number carefully and realized that it was the card he had given Zhang Yiwen previously.
When he bought the house for Zhang Yiwen, the previous owner had signed a lease contract with someone else. During the contract period, they could not sell it. However, the young man who rented the house previously said that he wanted to move out, so the owner discussed with them. He said that the house would be rented to Zhang Yiwen first. He would not charge rent. When the lease expired, he would let her transfer the money and sign the contract.
Therefore, Song Ziwei gave the money for the house to Zhang Yiwen first.
"There's exactly five million yuan in this card. Take it first. When you sign the contract, transfer it directly to the landlord.”
He had indeed said that at that time and handed the card to Zhang Yiwen.
So this was the reason why she insisted on buying that house, he thought to himself. This game of chess was really big. The timing was just right.
As expected, the man on the stage spoke proudly again.
"Everyone can see this. This is Song Ziwei's bank card transaction record. After the company's payment was received, he immediately transferred 30 million to his card. A few days later, he bought a house on the first floor of Block 5 in Letian Community that was worth more than 4 million.”
He smiled and pointed at the picture on the screen.
"These are all leaked information sent by members of the Song Corporation. I won't say the names, but the credibility is 100%. How is it, Mr. Song? There's nothing to explain, right?”
After he finished speaking proudly, he took back his tablet and looked at the few people on the stage with a smile.
Song Ziwei stood up abruptly and stared at the smug man, but the man didn't think much of it and responded to Song Ziwei's gaze provocatively. Song Ziwei wanted to stand up and refute, but he caught a glimpse of Yang Jing's disappointed expression from the corner of his eye. The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly stopped. He wanted to refute and clarify, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.
"I didn't do it." After a long time, he said softly," His words were true and firm. If anyone had heard him, they would probably have believed him. However, he said it in such a low voice that it was immediately drowned out by the reporters 'incessant quibbling. No one paid attention to what he said. Those people raised their cameras high and brazenly dimmed the shutters in order to capture the most embarrassing side of him.
At that moment, Song Ziwei felt as if everything around him had quieted down in slow motion. Only countless flashes of light were left, enveloping him in a blinding manner, wanting to devour him. The terrifying blurriness seemed to last for a long time before a voice that was completely different from the surroundings finally emerged. It was like a savior, and it was especially clear in the chattering conference hall.
"He didn't do it!"
When he saw Su Yanle's figure appear in front of him, his absent-minded mind suddenly cleared up, and only her voice remained in his ears. Su Yanle shouted at the man. Her shoulders were trembling slightly, probably due to anger.
"This was all deliberately framed by someone. Can you live with your conscience by reporting false news like this?”After she shouted angrily, she grabbed Song Ziwei's cold hand and ran out.
Song Ziwei had never seen her so angry before. She was like a warrior who stood in front of him. She was clearly so thin, but she still stood in front of him and was at daggers drawn with the whole world.
Just like that, he followed her out.
Where would she take him? Probably the water tower.
That was the only thing he could think of at that time.
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