Zhao Xiaoyue’s voice was strong and clear. After explaining her original intention in establishing the children’s foundation, she apologized to the public and the victims for what happened to Liu Yong.

While reviewing the materials, I found more than a dozen victims, some of whom were consensual, and one of whom even paid the victim out of her own pocket.

Zhao Xiaoyue didn't mention this, but simply handed over the evidence to the police for processing.

I believe a public announcement will be made soon.

The reporters didn't even have a chance to ask questions.

"Second brother, call someone in."

"Yes, stern!"

Chen Jinghuai made a phone call and had his bodyguard bring in a tall, thin boy.

The spotlights flashed, and the tall, thin boy had never seen anything like it before.

I was so scared that I moved my hands and feet in unison.

The bodyguard escorted the person there, closed the door, and left.

Zhao Xiaoyue was truly speechless; the president of the finance department's student union acted as if she had never seen the world before.

"Go and project your finished PPT onto the big screen."

Only after Zhao Xiaoyue spoke did the boy manage to calm himself down, plug the USB drive into the computer, and the huge screen immediately displayed all the financial transactions of the Huanhai Children's Foundation.

The total expenditure was over 900 shares, with a maximum of 1.5 million and a minimum of 100,000.

The funds originate from the same account and are distributed through the national bank.

Other foundations and charities may have boards of directors, but the Huanhai Children's Charity Foundation is headed by Chen Jinghuai and Liang Cheng, while Liu Yong and others are the presidents.

Personnel appointments are straightforward, and when it comes to verifying the condition of a sick child, all investigations and verifications are conducted by professionals within the RL Group.

Since its establishment, the children's foundation has never had any problems with its funds; the problems only arose in the last year or two.

The presentation was clear and detailed, and Zhao Xiaoyue was very satisfied.

That's the charm of college students; if you ask them to do something for you, they'll do it more diligently than anyone else, as long as you pay them.

After Mr. Zhao finished clarifying and explaining what needed to be clarified, he sat there and waited for the reporters' questions.

But...

That slap was too forceful, and now not a single reporter dares to speak.

Zhao Xiaoyue looked around and raised the microphone again, "What, don't you have any questions? Has RL Group withdrawn from the business world?"

The reporters and photographers below could only laugh and laugh in her face.

nonsense!

With so many bodyguards outside, some even armed, and so lewd, who would dare ask a question?

Who knows if asking a question might offend the person in charge?

The venue was completely silent, except for the occasional flash of a camera and the sound of shutter clicking.

No one dares to be the first to try something new.

In the end, it was the girl who started by calling Zhao Xiaoyue, who looked around and saw that no one was asking questions, so she mustered up her courage, prepared herself mentally, and raised her hand.

Girl: "Are you really the head of the RL Group?"

Zhao Xiaoyue: "Yes, absolutely."

Girl: "How old are you this year?"

Zhao Xiaoyue: "17 years old (by Chinese reckoning)!"

The audience erupted in cheers and snapped photos even more enthusiastically.

Seventeen years old, oh no, I mean seventeen in the traditional sense, so it's sixteen!

Good heavens, good heavens, is the person in charge of this group really that young?

Zhao Xiaoyue did not intend to answer the other questions, nor did the female reporter ask them.

This made Zhao Xiaoyue have a very good impression of the female reporter.

Zhao Xiaoyue: "Why didn't you ask any other questions?"

Female reporter: "Hehe, to be honest, I wouldn't dare!"

His honest answer caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

Zhao Xiaoyue nodded. She still had an interview to write, and now she knew who to contact.

Once you get the first word out, the rest goes much more smoothly.

But most of the questions asked were trivial and innocuous.

Even when asked the right question, Mr. Zhao can easily deflect the question with a light touch.

A reporter asked, "Other foundations accept donations, so why doesn't the Huanhai Children's Foundation accept donations?"

Zhao Xiaoyue smiled confidently, "RL Group is confident that it can support the entire Huanhai Children's Foundation's financial operations and does not need any external resources."

Reporter: "What is your purpose in doing all this?"

Mr. Zhao gave a wicked smile. "I want to ask you, what is your purpose in asking me this question? Are you so bad at choosing your words?"

What is a purpose? Isn't it called the original intention?

The reporter was speechless, the new leader's eyes were too cold, so he made a quick getaway!

Zhao Xiaoyue still answered the question.

"The original intention of establishing the Huanhai Children's Foundation was to accumulate blessings."

“Monks ring bells and chant sutras, Taoist priests go down the mountain to travel, doctors heal the wounded and save lives, and kind people give rice porridge. All of these are for the purpose of accumulating good karma, and I am no exception.”

Zhao Xiaoyue spoke sincerely, and the reporters below were practically wielding their pens until they were smoking.

Hou Taotao and the others said, "Alright, that concludes today's press conference. Thank you all for attending. We hope you will report the information truthfully. Thank you!"

The more you say, the more mistakes you make. Keep it simple and clear, Zhao Xiaoyue got up and walked out.

Yu Muqi, as the boss of Huaxiang Media, instructed his assistant to take the female reporter who had just spoken to the interview location, so that the boss could change his clothes and go there.

When she learned that she had been chosen to be interviewed by the head of the RL Group, the girl was overjoyed.

The female reporter and photographer were taken away by bodyguards under the watchful eyes of hundreds of reporters and photographers.

Suddenly, the press conference was filled with nothing but envy, jealousy, and regret.

After a half-hour interview, Zhao Xiaoyue stretched lazily.

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