Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 171 This is my turf!_1

Chapter 171: Chapter 171 This is my turf!_1

Zhuang Boyi tilted his head, sizing up Bai Xiaosheng from head to toe.

This young fellow, whose mustache hadn’t even grown in fully—was he really the person in charge of Teles Square? The target of this task he had been entrusted with?

If so, this mission was far too easy! Could it be that workplace appointments nowadays were all a joke?

Zhuang Boyi sneered disdainfully.

He was almost certain that Bai Xiaosheng must have relied on connections to be appointed the project leader.

Let’s see what you are capable of!

Zhuang Boyi signaled with his eyes to someone next to him. Understanding the cue, the person nodded slightly and stood up abruptly.

"Hello, I am a journalist from Tiannan News, and I would like to ask if the rumors about the major accident and wage arrears occurring in your project are true?"

At this question, the eyes of the reporters present all lit up, and they stared at Bai Xiaosheng without blinking.

Many of them took out notepads, extracted voice recorders, and raised their cameras.

Now, even a frantic glance or a nervous voice from Bai Xiaosheng could ignite boundless speculation.

Allowing these people to immediately put pen to paper with their wild imaginations.

Much to everyone’s disappointment,

Bai Xiaosheng remained calm and composed.

"Be patient," Bai Xiaosheng smiled, "I’ve said it before, please wait three to five minutes, and you all will have a big surprise!"

Bai Xiaosheng neither responded nor refused to respond.

The one who asked the question could only sit down in chagrin.

Buying time, huh? Zhuang Boyi sneered silently.

Manager Sun Xiangdong had given a heads-up that the leading figures who could shoulder the blame in the project had already left, and the one with the highest position who could step up was only this youngster.

Well then, let’s wait and see what tricks you can pull off!

Zhuang Boyi smiled coldly with contempt.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced casually at Zhuang Boyi, his gaze sliding over without a ripple.

But he could tell that these people were all centered around Zhuang Boyi!

The project employees brought over fruit and refreshments.

Seeing Zhuang Boyi firmly in his seat like an angler waiting for a bite, the journalists were in no hurry either and comfortably helped themselves to food and drink.

The department heads from administration, engineering, logistics, and business development were all standing at the entrance of the large conference room, watching these people and Bai Xiaosheng with bated breath.

Considering the situation today, it wasn’t going to be easy to dismiss these well-prepared journalists!

Putting themselves in Bai Xiaosheng’s shoes, they all shook their heads in dismay.

Unimaginable!

Song and Yezi were also in the crowd, filled with anxiety.

Song had a background in advertising studies, and public relations was among the subjects he had learned.

At the moment, he was anxiously muttering to Yezi.

"This is a crisis in public relations! One misstep and the consequences are unthinkable. Bai, as the person in charge, will bear significant responsibility!" Song couldn’t help but swallow nervously.

"Aren’t you exaggerating a bit?" Yezi exclaimed, "If we just explain the truth to them, clarify things, wouldn’t that be enough?"

"You’re too naive," Song shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Do you know what they’re saying outside? Accidents! Wage arrears! Each term is like a thunderbolt! Do you know what the public is concerned about now? It’s not about who’s right or wrong. They only support those they believe to be the underdogs! That includes emotional sympathy and a focus on interests. ’Construction workers’, ’unpaid wages’—Zhou and his crew have both, and that’s like having the best cards!"

Song lamented.

"They can’t distort the truth and ignore the facts, right!" Yezi was still somewhat unyielding.

"The facts?" Song scoffed, shaking his head with a bitter smile, "Useless! If our project starts citing facts and reasoning now, that will only make things worse and get us slandered online. And look at these people here, how come their timing is so coincidental? I bet some of them are hired by someone; even if they’re not, these small media outlets are looking for a hot topic to exploit for popularity! Do you still expect them to absolve you? Dream on!"

After hearing Song’s words, Yezi truly became nervous.

Bai, can you get past this hurdle?

Yezi’s eyes were filled with extreme worry as she murmured, "It’s just a pity that Vice General Manager Wang Ye is not here!"

Vice General Manager Wang Ye?

Song shook his head slightly, a hidden bitter smile on his face; he knew much more than what Yezi was aware of.

How could Assistant Qian, a mere assistant, dare to trouble the deputy general manager and project manager of the project every day? If one were to say that Wang Ye had not instigated this, who would believe it?

And this time, the timing of Vice General Manager Wang Ye’s departure was too coincidental...

Song let out a heavy sigh; he didn’t dare to think any deeper!

He could only hope that all this was just his own wild imagination, an illusion!

Seeing Bai Xiaosheng’s exceptionally calm and composed demeanor, Song was also somewhat unable to see through him. Was Bai Xiaosheng really confident, or was he just feigning composure?

Zhuang Boyi sat leisurely, fiddling with his mobile phone in his hand.

He was sending messages to someone.

"How is the situation progressing?"

"Rest assured, everything is under control!"

"Has he started answering questions yet?"

"Soon, he’s stalling for time, but he only has three to five minutes to use, not enough to turn the tide. The draft framework was ready yesterday; with slight modifications, it can be published! Please prepare the remaining payment."

"No problem!"

Zhuang Boyi smiled slightly. Another large sum of money would soon be in his account—after this, he could take a trip to Europe or America.

"Did you bring the equipment? On our side, someone wants to watch the ’live broadcast’."

Another message came through.

"Okay!" Zhuang Boyi replied.

He reached out to adjust a button on his clothing—a miniature camera, the high-priced equipment he had purchased for undercover investigations.

"The picture quality is not bad," came a smiley face from the other end, followed by no further messages.

Zhuang Boyi turned off his phone.

In a certain room.

Manager Sun Xiangdong and Wang Ye sat side by side on a spacious sofa, each holding a glass of red wine, and watched television with great interest. The TV screen was clear, with only one main character—Bai Xiaosheng.

"The trap you’ve set, Manager Sun, is quite good, but don’t think that you can completely bring down Bai Xiaosheng in one go," Wang Ye reminded as he sipped his wine.

"Where’s the fun in bringing him down in one go? If I’m not satisfied with that, your noble patron surely won’t be either!" Sun Xiangdong laughed heartily. "Once I record this video and capture the moment of Bai’s misfortune, it will serve as your first accomplishment!"

Wang Ye smiled.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Their glasses clinked together, emitting a crisp sound.

Yet both pairs of eyes eagerly awaited the moment Bai Xiaosheng would be besieged by the reporters!

In the large conference room.

Zhuang Boyi checked the time, cleared his throat, and prepared to personally launch a verbal and written attack on Bai Xiaosheng.

Suddenly, a commotion was heard from outside the door.

Wang, leading a group, carrying a bunch of equipment, walked in and swiftly set up two cameras—one aimed at Bai Xiaosheng and the other at the media.

Following that, Wang went to work on the projection equipment, displaying a line of text on the snow-white wall.

"Treles Square, News Conference!"

Zhuang Boyi read the projection’s text, and his complexion changed.

"Thank you all for coming, since you are all so interested in this project..." Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile, "Let’s have a fair and direct, live broadcast to the whole network!"

Since the reporters are here, how you report is no longer up to you!

This is my project, my home turf!