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    Chapter 69 - The Big Shot Overwhelmed by an Interview

    Tang Fei was actually challenging the reporters with her words? Or was she looking down on their intelligence and knowledge?

    Didn't she just graduate from junior high school? How did she manage this?

    Didn't all celebrities tiptoe around these unappointed kings? Who dared to expose their wounds so brazenly? Twisting words and misattributing quotes was like stabbing at their throats!

    When celebrities faced criticism, apart from journalists seeking attention for their performance, it was often due to them offending people with their bold statements, leading to public backlash.

    Everyone in the entertainment industry lived cautiously; those who spoke without filter usually suffered terrible consequences. Many talented artists couldn't recover from such falls.

    Tang Fei's actions were too risky!

    Just as the audience was pondering this, they suddenly paused. Didn't the person standing right there represent resilience?

    She was once the target of public criticism.

    Ordinary rules didn't apply to her, for she was extraordinary.

    He Zhou shifted his steps, attempting to intercept his cousin, but was blocked by Zhou Weichuan.

    "Considering the company's standing, she can afford to be willful."

    He Zhou's eyes widened at the audacity of Manager Zhou's statement.

    "Keep watching," Tang Fei instructed, standing beneath the grand chandelier. Her pointed questions caused the young journalist to repeatedly swallow nervously.

    Tang Fei's logical prowess was a far cry from the naive high school graduate as described in the profile!

    He found her confidence and assertiveness utterly overwhelming.

    Sweat beads formed on the journalist's forehead, and his legs turned weak. He leaned against the table beside him, causing it to vibrate uncontrollably. The yellow flowers on the table swayed back and forth, as if caught in a restless gust of shifting wind.

    Zhong Xue's mother was seated right there, and the trembling furniture made her slap the tabletop in frustration. Zhong Xue's mind had gone numb; only her mother's grasp offered her a semblance of security.

    Should she really continue pursuing her dream of stardom? Would she be capable of handling such situations in the future?

    "Dear reporter, how about you sit back down and chat with Teacher Tang?" Mrs. Zhong suggested.

    The journalist lifted his head and glanced at Tang Fei, who was standing under the chandelier. After catching his breath, he held his phone tightly, motivating himself: If I can't win, I'll stall her.

    He gave a sinister laugh, narrowing his eyes at Mrs. Zhong, which sent a chill down her spine!

    He turned to face Tang Fei and flashed what he thought was a charming smile, speaking with an odd expression, "Teacher Tang, have you really forgotten?"

    "So many things happen every day. It's normal to forget unimportant people and events," Tang Fei said calmly. She was in control of this confrontation, logical and composed.

    "..."

    The guests watched silently as the journalist retreated, humiliated, completely shattering their previous notions about the relationship between reporters and celebrities.

    With a casual remark, Tang Fei effortlessly defused the young intern's supposed clever attack.

    A chorus of "Wow!" erupted from the live-stream viewers.

    "Cool!"

    "Tang Fei is so enchanting, I'm willing to be utterly captivated."

    "I, Feifei, am so beautiful that my admirers could line up to the moon; how could I possibly keep track of them all?"

    "Shouldn't it be Feifei who makes the move to tackle?"

    "The one in front, don't dwell on such trivialities! Handsomeness is all that matters!"

    In a secluded room on the eighth floor of a hotel.

    Guan Yin looked up from his work, his expression dimming upon hearing Tang Fei's response on the live stream.

    That day, he'd been so crushed that his chest hurt for half a month, yet it seemed she hadn't even registered the incident.

    Guan Yun, sitting beside him, couldn't help but chuckle. "Big Brother, look at you now."

    "What's so different about today?"

    "I bet you've got a crush, huh? Others have forgotten, yet you're still eagerly helping her. Normally, you'd wait for the girl to make the first move – could this be karma coming back around?"

    "Guan Yin is confident that she'll remember me today, no matter if she did before or not," he said with a self-assured smile.

    "That's not necessarily true," Guan Yun countered, even more confident. "Tang Fei has severe face blindness! She won't recognize you until she sees you thirty or fifty times."

    Back then, there had been male artists who collaborated with the company for publicity stunts, and Tang Fei wouldn't recognize them after just two days.

    He had offended countless people because of this.

    Guan Yin's confident smile gradually faded. Was her face blindness really that severe?

    He straightened his face and continued working, looking at Guan Yun, who was trying to stifle her laughter. "You dare to joke about this, Big Brother?"

    Guan Yun grumbled, "When you can't win an argument, you resort to acting like the head of the family."

    ...

    At the signing ceremony, the intern journalist put aside his embarrassment. He opened his phone's memo and read aloud, "Ms. Tang, some netizens have pointed out that the man in the photo is Guan Yin, the chairman of Ink Impression. He's not exactly an insignificant person, right?"

    The collective gasps and jaws dropping could have been a symphony. They were currently at a hotel owned by Ink Impression.

    What a massive scoop!

    Tang Fei had pinned Chairman Guan against the curb?

    The fans in the live stream were overwhelmed by this piece of sensational news, their minds reeling.

    "I must have heard wrong, right? Guan Yin, the big shot? His company developed the housing estate where I live!"

    "My research project was funded by this big shot."

    "His net worth fluctuates within the top five on the wealth rankings every year. He rarely makes formal appearances in the media, and his first time on camera is being pinned down by Fei?!"

    "Guan Yin: At that moment, I was... it was quite unexpected, to say the least."

    "Chairman Guan looks quite handsome, a great match with Fei visually."

    "My ship is sunk!"

    "What ship are you talking about, person in front?"

    "Beyond my beloved Feiyun! Sobs, why is it my sister-in-law and elder sister? I feel like crying."

    "Does Feifei actually remember or is she pretending not to?"

    "Could they have broken up?"

    Everyone's eyes were on Tang Fei, waiting for her response. No one could believe that someone as influential as Guan Yin could be forgotten!

    Unimportant, how much weight could...

    "Not more than 200 pounds, how heavy can it be?" Tang Fei raised an eyebrow. It's not even the weight of one of my hands.

    This weight... isn't enough?

    Truly not enough!

    With a disdainful glance from Tang Fei, the reporters' logic and thoughts became muddled.

    Someone in the crowd couldn't help but chuckle.

    The fans in the live stream all erupted.

    "I'll marry you, Feifei! Big Shot Guan Yin isn't heavy! He's too easy to topple over, it's not suitable for you!"

    "Deity Feifei~ I weigh 200 pounds, consider me."

    "The bull plus in front, snatching the opportunity so swiftly."

    "Who doesn't weigh 200 pounds? I'm almost 300! I have more substance, Feifei, look at me."

    "Do I, Feifei, have a preference for this? I'll start gaining weight right now!"

    "Sugar Baby, would you consider a woman? I'm not light either, 250 pounds feel just right."

    Tang Fei's barrage of questions left the intern reporter from the Sunshine Daily bewildered.

    How did their line of thinking take such a convoluted route?! Was it like drifting through fifty hairpin turns continuously?!

    The reporter looked at his notes again, licking his dry lips. He still had his trump card!

    "Tang Fei! It was you who seduced Guan Yin, because Ink Impression is Yao Hui's second-largest shareholder, and you wanted a shortcut to success! But when your attempt failed and you were rejected, you ended up being shelved!"

    "You're slandering Yao Hui to cover up your advances on the company's upper management."

    "This is a failed attempt at sexual bribery."

    "Tang Fei, don't hide behind the excuse of forgetfulness."

    He fired off his accusations without pause, not allowing Tang Fei a chance to interject. With each question, his confidence grew, and by the end, he felt he had the upper hand!

    This was his trump card.

    The fan base fell silent; such allegations were far more severe than any physical assault.

    If Tang Fei's character and morality were compromised, her future would be ruined. She would face widespread rejection from television audiences and never regain her opportunities.

    A decisive blow to strike at the root of the problem!

    "Reading between the lines, a skill even elementary school students possess. You started with one image, and everything else is pure imagination."

    "Do you have evidence to refute me? You don't, but I do! The photos are the evidence! Let's see what else you can argue now." The journalist finally let out a sigh of relief; they wouldn't be silenced by a mere celebrity, would they?

    No matter how imposing Tang Fei was, if she couldn't produce evidence, the incident would be deemed as fact.

    Wang Zhaoqing, the vice president of the Directors' Association, wore a grim expression. His son's Happiness Hotel had already signed a contract with Tang Fei, and her damaged reputation would undoubtedly affect the hotel's image.

    This young rookie journalist seemed to possess the keen ability to cut straight to the heart of an issue.

    The situation was clearly orchestrated, and Wang Zhaoqing turned his gaze towards Shen Fan.

    Yao Hui could rightly be called a cancer to the industry.

    The guests in attendance waited in silence, one second, two seconds, three seconds.

    Tang Fei remained silent.

    Did she truly lack any evidence?

    The intern journalist had unexpectedly mounted a fierce counterattack?

    A reporter from the Sun Daily finally managed to straighten his posture under Tang Fei's formidable aura, convinced that he had brought her down!

    Triumphant, he held up his live-streaming phone, eager for everyone to witness his victorious battle!

    With a creak, a beam of light shone from behind the journalist. The heavy doors of the venue were pulled open from both sides, and a blinding glare emanated from the corridor, casting a silhouette in its center.

    Two rows of security guards rushed in from either side of the entrance, standing at attention in perfect formation.

    The figure in the blinding light stepped forward, one step at a time.

    "I wonder if my words would qualify as evidence."

    Guan Yin!

    Shen Fan spun around abruptly.

    Why was he here?

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