Chapter 945: Chapter 945: Playing Dirty
Zhu Jun raised his hand and slapped An Fang on the back of his head. This little brother-in-law really doesn’t know how to behave or read the situation.
"Sister-in-law, don’t mind him. This guy’s a bit clueless, but he has no bad intentions."
"Cough, it’s just that sister-in-law is too beautiful; I couldn’t control myself..."
"Get lost!"
Zhu Jun kicked at him; this little brother-in-law was truly hopeless.
Li Feng glanced at An Fang, probably understanding what kind of temperament this An Fang had. He turned to Zhu Jun and said, "I have a clear idea about Liu Chengfeng’s matter; you guys don’t need to get involved."
An Fang, having dodged a kick, heard Li Feng say this and spoke up, "Li Feng, since you’re buddies with my brother-in-law, we’re also buddies. Let me give you some advice."
"Don’t underestimate this Liu Chengfeng; this guy’s quite insidious. If you consider him someone who just relies on his family’s background, you’ll suffer greatly."
Li Feng looked at An Fang, "Thanks for the warning; I’ll be careful."
"Let’s change locations."
Zhu Jun nodded.
An Fang saw that Li Feng seemed not to take his words to heart, and shook his head. This Liu Chengfeng was truly sinister.
He had suffered losses several times, and if it weren’t for his family’s strong support, who knows what kind of pit he’d be in.
Whatever, once he suffers, he’ll understand my good intentions.
"Have someone investigate the background of those few people who appeared with An Fang."
Liu Chengfeng walked out of the hotel with a gloomy face, speaking to his assistant.
"Then Liu Shao, the ban against New Century?"
The assistant hesitated, looking toward Liu Chengfeng.
Liu Chengfeng raised his eyes to the assistant, speaking coldly, "Do you expect me to take back what I said in front of everyone?"
"Even if Li Feng has forged ties with some new powerhouses, so what? They merely have the backing of one of Jin City’s ten great families, they can’t represent their family."
"I only target Li Feng and the New Century Group. As for them, if they have sense, I don’t mind becoming friends with them. But if they insist on opposing me, I, Liu Chengfeng, won’t fear them!"
Liu Chengfeng let out a proud snort, and the assistant nodded understandingly, stepping forward to open the door of the luxury car. Liu Chengfeng straightened his suit and got into the car.
"Also, didn’t Li Feng hit the reporters who attended today? You know what to do; I don’t need to teach you."
Liu Chengfeng instructed.
"Yeah, I know what to do."
The assistant nodded, closed the door, and watched the luxury car drive away. He stood upright and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, then took out his phone from his pocket.
"Reporter Liang, it’s me."
A moment later.
The assistant hung up the phone, a cold smile appearing on his lips. Li Feng was too arrogant, daring to hit media royalty reporters and even throwing them out after hitting them.
Such behavior is utterly arrogant.
But this might work out fine. Initially, they only bribed two or three reporters, intending to use them to stir up controversy. If attention could be drawn, that would be best, since financial reports don’t get as many views as entertainment gossip.
But with Li Feng’s action, he didn’t even need to bribe them; any reporter present today would surely not say good things about the New Century Group, let alone Li Feng.
Ha.
He would certainly not underestimate these pen-wielding cunning folks, who are ruthless when crafting stories or targeting people.
Of course, this alone wouldn’t be enough. The assistant further edited some videos from the scene, sending them directly to some collaborating influential paparazzi.
Having completed this, the assistant smiled coldly, expecting the public opinion to explode soon. With today’s online dissemination speed, it wouldn’t even take an hour for Li Feng to hit the top of trending searches.
"It’s over, over, completely over."
Jiang Linda held her forehead in despair.
"What’s the report from the reporters we contacted?"
"What did they say?"
"As soon as I started talking, they hung up. Two whom I was quite familiar with at least showed some respect, telling me they had no choice this time, saying Li Feng had incited public outrage, and they even returned the red packets received earlier."
"This incident is simply a PR disaster. Even inviting the top ten PR firms in Quanhai City wouldn’t solve it, especially since he hit not just one or two reporters but threw all of them out."
Jiang Linda had never felt so powerless.
Su Yuqing sighed, "Alas."
What more could she say?
Just then, Wang Jin’er walked over, "How’s the situation?"
Jiang Linda looked at Wang Jin’er, shaking her head, "Completely irresolvable. I can’t think of any way to handle this PR crisis."
"Incidents where reporters are hit have happened before. Big stars would be humiliated afterward and even forced to apologize, and until now, no one has gotten away scot-free after hitting reporters."
Jiang Linda sighed.
"Moreover, this time he swept all reporters out; it’s a slap in the face."
Jiang Linda said, lifting her eyes to Wang Jin’er.
"Did he say anything?"
Wang Jin’er shook her head, "I asked him; he said not to worry, he’ll handle it."
"Ah, I don’t know where he gets this mysterious confidence from."
Jiang Linda rubbed her forehead and leaned back, wishing she could slam the door and leave if not for the generous annual salary and the offer to make her president of Myth Communication. Anyone willing to serve could do so.
This Li Feng is a disaster.
"Perhaps he can really handle it!"
Su Yuqing said.
"Hmm?" Wang Jin’er and Jiang Linda turned to Su Yuqing, who cleared her throat as she spoke.
"Think about it; this isn’t the first time. At Myth Communication before, he caused quite a few problems but always managed to turn things around in the end."
Wang Jin’er thought for a moment; it seemed true.
"I just hope this time will be the same."
Liang Guangming, reporter for Southeast Financial Times, and one of the reporters targeted by Li Feng earlier.
This time in the car, Liang Guangming took his notebook and wrote an article, turning Li Feng’s actions into a story, then sent the article to the newspaper.
Meanwhile, he called the editor-in-chief and, after their response, hung up the phone.
"Brother Liang, shouldn’t we go back to the newspaper?"
"To the hospital first, get injuries checked, then file a police report. Dare to hit me? If I don’t make him pay ten times or a hundred times over, I’ll write my name backwards."
"Mm, indeed, someone should teach Li a lesson, but a guy living off others’ money dares to be so arrogant, even daring to hit Brother Liang."
"He really hit well!"
Liang Guangming sneered, the intern upfront clueless, "Brother Liang, you said he hit well?"