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Chapter 427 - 421, He... vomited feces (Sixth release of the day, requesting monthly passes)_1
Chapter 427: 421, He... vomited feces (Sixth release of the day, requesting monthly passes)_1
The reporter was indeed a seasoned veteran. His eyes blurred with tears, he stepped back just enough to be out of the camera’s range, and urged, "Kid, you better start now. We’re here today to get the scoop from you."
Liu Yinghai stopped crying, though the scene was a bit bizarre. It was the first time someone had wept while begging him for insider information...
To tell the truth, he was also a bit panicked at this point and had no idea what to do. At the insistence of the lead reporter, he decided to start by slandering Ren He!
However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his guts, as if something hot was rising up...
The tearful reporter, barely able to wipe away his continuous tears, eagerly anticipated some earth-shattering news from Liu Yinghai, only to watch his mouth suddenly open wide, his complexion changing as if he was extremely uncomfortable...
"Kid, what’s wrong with you..." Before he could finish his sentence, through his tear-blurred vision, he saw Liu Yinghai’s mouth suddenly open wide and spray a foul-smelling substance at him...
But, with his blurry vision, he had no idea what it was. He was sitting face to face with Liu Yinghai, and by the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to do anything. In an instant, the entire room was filled with a disgusting smell.
"What is this? What is this?! What the hell!" The tearful reporter was frantic. He didn’t know what this substance was; he couldn’t even see it clearly!
At that moment, the two cameramen and a reporter next to him threw up on the spot...
"Ugh!"
"Ugh!"
It was disgustingly vile—the two of them weren’t crying and saw everything perfectly clear. This kid named Liu Yinghai actually vomited a pile of poop from his mouth!
Good Lord, it was the first time in my life I’ve ever seen someone vomit poop! I can understand vomiting anything else, but how the heck did you manage to vomit poop? Can you tell me how you did that?!
The tear-blurred reporter also heard his colleagues’ retching sounds beside him and anxiously asked, "What is this stuff, why does it feel so sticky and mushy, and why does it smell so foul!"
Hearing his description of it being sticky and mushy, the two colleagues, who had almost stopped reacting, threw up again...
One of them barely managed to reply, "It’s poop, he... he threw up poop!"
"Ugh!" The tear-blurred reporter had been in disbelief, but deep down, he had already guessed what it was. Now that he had his guess confirmed, he threw up on the spot...
Damn it, why do I get sprayed with poop during an interview?!
And the most bewildered of all was Liu Yinghai, whose mind was totally muddled and as clueless as Evan had been in the beginning.
He had never seen such a scene before, let alone experienced it himself or seen anyone else do so!
In that moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind: Who am I, where am I, and why am I vomiting poop...
Ren He, hanging outside the window, was no longer watching the scene inside. He was afraid of being disgusted himself. This high-level Emetic Water was truly powerful, no wonder they prefaced it with "high-level."
Intended for one person, yet it made the whole room full of people vomit, isn’t that high-level?
Way too high-level!
If it weren’t for wanting to settle things once and for all, Ren He would absolutely not have resorted to such an extreme measure. Honestly, he had not expected the reporter to misunderstand Liu Yinghai’s hesitance, thinking it was some major news, hence insisting on completing the interview even through tears.
If Ren He hadn’t seen the other party’s patience and determination, he wouldn’t have used the high-level Emetic Water.
But when you think about it, he didn’t feel too guilty. None of them were good people to begin with, including Ren He, and the other party had come specifically to dig up dirt on him. He had no reason to be polite to such people.
The sounds of vomiting within the room rose and fell in waves, as if it were infectious—one person vomiting would set off another, and it just couldn’t stop.
Moreover, the smell inside the room was so foul it could drive someone mad; the reporters started to wonder if this Liu Yinghai had deliberately held a mouthful of shit just to attack them, otherwise, how could a normal person vomit out shit that had already been digested and entered the intestines? That’s scientifically impossible!
A few reporters really couldn’t continue the interview. They grabbed their equipment and fled in panic; this place was simply uninhabitable, while Liu Yinghai continued to vomit on his own...
Ren He felt that this time Liu Yinghai should be thoroughly dealt with. Not to mention whether any reporters would risk getting splattered with vomit to interview him, but Liu Yinghai himself probably wouldn’t get past this ordeal.
He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
No matter how the media reported it, whether they praised or criticized him, at least the possibility of his Knight identity being exposed during his junior high phase was probably over now.
There had been a reporter who had followed him for a long time, and Ren He didn’t know if that would cause any trouble now, but the reporter never knew his name, his information, and didn’t even get a clear view of his face.
That time, it was Ren He’s bicycle, recognized as that of the Knight, that gave him away, and the reporter had only seen Ren He’s back. Then, when he tried to use his car to block Ren He’s way, he hadn’t even gotten out before being hit with Tear Potion, followed by being beaten to the ground.
During the marathon, Ren He had seen the reporter face to face, but that was before the race started. Ren He hadn’t registered for it and had not introduced himself, so the reporter did not know that he was the "Xu Nuo" who had won the championship!
However, there were still some risks that Ren He needed to think about how to deal with. Now he considered that instead of waiting for the media to come out and expose all his information, it might be better to take the lead in controlling the narrative to confuse the public!
It was time to get in touch with Li Muxi again. It seemed that keeping a good relationship with the astroturfers had been necessary, marking the foresight of his past self.
The news of today, where the reporters failed to get solid evidence from Liu Yinghai, wouldn’t be reported by the reputable newspapers as it would damage their credibility if they reported it incorrectly.
However, tabloids didn’t care about these things. As disgusting as it was, the three reporters who went back to the hotel for a shower sold the news they got today to some tabloids right after. The price wasn’t high, but they could sell it to multiple outlets, showing only the footage up to the second time Liu Yinghai cried.
The rest of the footage they didn’t even want to recall themselves—it was damn disgusting!
And the fact that Liu Yinghai burst into tears every time Ren He was mentioned was also headline-worthy. Mainstream newspapers wouldn’t report such stuff, but unscrupulous tabloids were elated to get their hands on it!
"Shocking! The Qinghe Group Helmsman Ren He is such a person!"
"Unbelievable! What exactly happened between two young men of the same sex!"
"He was once his classmate, but now he bursts into tears at the mention!"
When the next morning arrived, countless tabloids started to follow the story about Ren He, who was already one of the hottest figures: the newly-minted, youngest billionaire and Chairman of Qinghe Group.
People paid attention to Ren He because of his financial miracle. That’s just how society is—chasing wealth is an eternal desire.
They followed Ren He because they wanted to see hope for their success through him. What had Ren He done? What was he doing during his entrepreneurial period?
However, success is not replicable, and failure, on the other hand, can serve as a lesson. Just as Ren He said, most people waste their lives watching others succeed.
It’s just that he himself felt a bit frustrated. He finally understood why the reporters were so patient last night—the Tear Potion had made them misjudge the whole situation!
Where the hell could he argue this out—it was time to start controlling the narrative!
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