Chapter 271
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After a long period of silence, the audience was in an uproar!
"F * ck! How... how is this possible?! "
"This isn't Han Xian Yu's Weibo account, but Zhao Da Yong's?"
"Is this for real? Is this photo photoshopped? How could Mr. Zhao say this? "
"That's impossible! It must be fake! "
...
Yan Zheng Yang, who was initially calm, had a sudden change in expression. He stood up and shouted angrily, "Gao Fei! Are you crazy?! You used to be the number one entertainment reporter in China, but you can't get any news, so you disregard your professional ethics and create fake news! Your behavior is too unsightly! "
Gao Fei looked at Yan Zheng Yang coldly. "Reporter Yan, you and I are in the same industry. Don't you think what you said is ridiculous? What kind of occasion is this? With so many media friends here, how could I say such a lie that could be exposed at any time?
Heh, this Weibo post was posted seven years ago. I'm afraid even the person involved, Mr. Zhao Da Yong, has forgotten that he once said something that exposed his true nature. That's why he hasn't destroyed the evidence yet, right?
I've already reposted the original Weibo post. Everyone can check it out now. Comment number seven, page three! "
Hearing Yan Zheng Yang's words, the audience started discussing again.
"But this is Mars Weekly's news! Although Mars Weekly is no longer doing well, they have never published fake news! That's why they offended so many big shots in the entertainment industry and almost went bankrupt! "
"Even a small magazine wouldn't dare to use fake pictures in front of the media!"
"F * ck! I've found it! I've found it! It's really... really posted by Zhao Da Yong. F * ck! Quick, go take a look! "
The media present, including the audience watching the live broadcast, all clicked on the Weibo post that Gao Fei reposted a few seconds ago. Then, they really saw Zhao Da Yong's comments on that page.
At the same time, Gao Fei used Bluetooth to connect the slides to his phone. He showed everyone Zhao Da Yong's comments and how he argued with other netizens.
[So coquettish, I want to f * ck him! How much a night?]
[Previous poster, you must be a pervert! How could you say something like that?]
[Hehe, what about me? Isn't this little S * * t dressed like this dancing to get f * cked?]
[Go back and f * ck your grandpa, you beast!]
[I want to f * ck your avatar. Hehe, your avatar is your daughter, right? He looks like he likes to be f * cked!]
'F * ck your mother! Damn it! Bastard, where do you live? Report your address if you have the guts! I XXXX]
…
Gao Fei looked unhurriedly at Zhao Da Yong, whose face was pale. "How is it? Mr. Zhao, do you remember now? "
Zhao Da Yong's fingers trembled as he held his phone. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat as he frantically clicked on something.
Gao Fei sneered, "You want to delete the Weibo post now? Isn't it too late? "
Zhao Da Yong's fingers paused. He probably knew that it was useless, and the fear on his face deepened. Then, he forced himself to remain calm as he stood up and said, "This … This is something that happened so many years ago … I didn't mean it … This doesn't prove anything …"
Gao Fei seemed to have expected him to say that. He said, "Mr. Zhao, you didn't say that just now? Just now, everyone present heard you admit it personally. A person who can say such words is definitely a perverted pedophile! Now you're saying that it doesn't prove anything? "
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