Pei Cheng'an was slightly stunned and couldn't figure out the meaning of Chen Tinghan's words for a moment. Only You Shenyu next to him understood that this young master was going to increase his strength again.
She wanted to laugh, but the two men standing beside her prevented her from laughing. Instead, a trace of obvious disgust flashed across her face.
Chen Tinghan had warned her and introduced Pei Ziming's identity, so You Shenyu knew what kind of person he was. It is worth mentioning that You Shenyu did not choose to take over Lai Hongyi's will that year. It was out of self-preservation considerations, or it could be said to be selfish.
In order to make up for this debt, she found the family of reporter Lai and tried to compensate and settle his wife and children, but was turned away for unknown reasons.
She knew very well what Liu Junlan would encounter next, but she was also in a difficult situation. It would be extremely risky for her to secretly approach Liu Junlan. Since she was rejected, You Shenyu had no reason to insist.
In short, she was not in a position to make comments on this matter.
But this did not prevent You Shenyu from hating Pei Ziming. Liu Junlan and her son had finally been able to live a normal life, but now he brought her back to this hell pit, disregarding her life or death.
Now he still has the nerve to say that Wang Kai is his mentor?
She couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Being a reporter also requires finding a mentor. So, these news reports are also written for the mentor, right?"
"Ma'am, you may have misunderstood," Pei Ziming said with a slight smile, "I believe in press freedom, and I pursue the authenticity and truth of news. Money can't buy the truth, and neither can my mentor."
"The pen can kill. I know that all too well."
If you ignore his nature as Ai Chunxiao's lackey, colluding with Wang Kai, his conversation and refinement would easily win others' favor. Unfortunately, You Shenyu wasn't buying it. She sneered, "You talk better than you sing. If you're truly so righteous, how do you earn your money from writing news stories? Where do you get those luxury cars and watches? Your humanity? Or the truth you talk about? You have to sell something."
As the saying goes, like father, like son. Pei Cheng'an was behind the scenes instigating Wang Hai's second generation to deal with Chen Tinghan, a truly insidious act, and he deserved to have an equally insidious father. Pei Ziming's breathing paused for a moment as he was scolded and pointed at his nose, clearly agitated, yet outwardly, nothing seemed out of place.
He said with great dignity, "You seem to be hinting at something."
You Shenyu opened his mouth but was afraid of letting something slip, so he glanced at Chen Tinghan and simply remained silent.
Chen Tinghan lived up to her expectations. He smiled and asked on her behalf, "You said the pen can kill people. I agree. Murder and arson are gold belts. So, I'm curious, have you ever killed anyone with your pen? Or, have anyone died because of your reporting or the way you reported the truth?"
Pei Ziming looked at Chen Tinghan. Facing a child, his composure was not so perfect. He said with scrutiny, "If you were older, or like that girl surnamed Wang, with a broader perspective, perhaps you wouldn't ask such a question."
"She is indeed excellent." Chen Tinghan said calmly, "But I still need your guidance."
"Competition is always present between people. Take your studies, for example," Pei Ziming said, assuming the airs of an elder. "Suppose you have good grades and are destined for a top university, but that university only has three or five spots for a small place like Wanghai, and you happen to be one of them. You're stepping on so many students. Do you think it's your fault that they didn't get into their ideal university?"
This kind of sophistry that deviates from the main point can easily lead people into the gutter, but Chen Tinghan did not fall for it and said with a smile: "The law of the jungle and survival of the fittest is very reasonable, but do you agree with the term "malicious competition"?
No civilized nation on this planet agrees with this simplistic and crude theory of social evolution...at least not on the surface. We have our own rules."
Pei Ziming didn't say anything, just glanced at his watch, looking at Chen Tinghan casually, waiting for him to finish.
"Using what you just said as an example, if I framed my competitor during the exam and caused him to lose his college entrance examination score, this would undoubtedly be a violation of the rules."
After hearing this, Pei Ziming finally wanted to speak, but Chen Tinghan didn't give him the chance. He continued, "I'm just a junior. What I said was just a ridiculous fallacy. Children speak without restraint. You don't need to refute it."
"It's just that," Chen Tinghan changed the subject, "even a junior like me understands that a liar doesn't need to tell a perfect lie. He can achieve his goal of killing someone by simply telling the truth in a different way."
These words finally ripped through Pei Ziming's coldness and indifference. He looked down upon him with anger and said, "As your elder, I still have to advise you that people are responsible for their words."
"Why bother with a kid who's still studying?" You Shenyu, who was standing next to him, finally found an opportunity and chuckled softly, "Children's words are innocent, children's words are innocent. Don't take them seriously. It's unmannerly."
For someone like Pei Ziming, saying he had lost his composure was undoubtedly a slap in the face in public. His face twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "From the beginning, I hoped you would understand that your groundless speculation is extremely irresponsible.
I must tell you that reports and articles are personal and subjective, and no matter who you are as a journalist, you can only try to be relatively objective and fair."
"If you blame the article for other people's experiences, it's tantamount to defamation!"
His defenses had been cracked, and the time was ripe for a direct attack. Chen Tinghan suddenly looked at him and asked, "Then those private detectives and paparazzi had nothing to do with you. Those witnesses you coerced into perjury had nothing to do with you either. And those who suffered retaliation because of your investigation had absolutely nothing to do with you either?"
Such a naked, accusatory attack penetrated Pei Ziming's defenses. He was suddenly confused and unsure of what Chen Tinghan meant. His breathing became noticeably rapid. Although he quickly regained his composure, he still spoke without thinking.
"The paparazzi are just talking nonsense. As for the witnesses, many of them are people with miserable lives who have no other options but to come forward and tell the truth.
They can only do so, knowing that it is impossible to do anything and accepting it as their fate."
Fate? Is it fate? How dare he call the experiences of victims like Lai Hongyi and his wife, Zhu Manzhu, and others fate?
Chen Tinghan suddenly became extremely angry. He laughed strangely and said, "If their fate is destiny, and your wealth is also destiny, then I also want to give you a piece of advice. Fate is unpredictable. All the gifts you have received from fate may disappear into thin air in an instant."
Pei Ziming took a deep breath and reacted quickly. He knew he was being provoked, so he followed the other party's rhythm and began to explain. This was a disadvantage. Moreover, in this situation, attacking a high school student was a loss no matter what. After reacting, he said coldly:
"You don't deserve any proof from me to refute this so-called accusation. If you're really envious, then study hard.
I told you that you will pay the price for your irresponsible behavior."
His counterattack was pale and powerless. Chen Tinghan said calmly, "I only know that the time for you to pay the price is coming soon."
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