Chapter 873: Threat from the Palace Steward (Part 1)
"Who—" Shen Wenqian turned his head angrily, wanting to see who was so blind as to dare to stop him.
But when he saw the man's face clearly, Shen Wenqian was stunned.
"Mr. Gong?"
"It's me." The man in the white Tang suit smiled slightly and put down his hand that was blocking Shen Wenqian. "Mr. Shen, I came to help on the orders of the head of the family. You go in first, and I'll take care of this."
After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, and dozens of bodyguards in black suits rushed into the crowd with murderous intent.
These bodyguards were all carefully trained secret guards of the Xi family. Each of them had been through countless battles, and the bloody smell on their bodies could be sensed from a distance. The media reporters who wanted to get big news dared to be arrogant in front of Shen Wenqian, but they didn't dare to confront these bodyguards head-on. In a moment, they were driven aside by the bodyguards.
Seeing that the crowded crowd had finally made way, Shen Wenqian immediately walked into the hospital gate with his assistant.
The reporter who was almost beaten just now looked at his back, rolled his eyes, and planned to follow him secretly.
But just as he bent down and sneaked through the crowd to the hospital gate, he was blocked by someone.
The reporter looked up.
Gong Qi, dressed in a white Tang suit and gold-rimmed glasses, was looking down at him with a smile on his face.
"Sir, where do you want to go?"
The reporter froze for a moment, then stood up and said nonchalantly, "I have a stomachache and want to go to the hospital for emergency treatment."
Gong Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sir, the emergency department of the Third Hospital is at the east gate. This is the south gate. You've gone the wrong way."
The reporter's lie was exposed, and his expression froze. He stiffened his neck and loudly defended himself: "I just want to enter through the south gate. This hospital is not owned by your family. Why are you not letting me in? I want to go in. Get out of the way!"
When his lies failed and he was exposed twice, the reporter simply tore off his face and rushed in.
But before he could take a few steps, Gong Qi raised his hand and two tall and strong bodyguards rushed up and held him on the left and right.
The reporter, who was only 1.7 meters tall, instantly left the ground with both feet.
He was startled for a moment, then immediately struggled and shouted, "What are you doing? I want to go to the hospital for treatment. Why are you restricting my personal freedom? I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue you!"
The reporter made a big fuss and threatened Gong Qi with confidence.
Gong Qi was not angry.
He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a perfect smile playing on his lips, and said to the reporter elegantly and gracefully, "As a Chinese citizen, it's your freedom to sue whomever you want. I have no right to interfere. But before that, please allow me to introduce myself."
As Gong Qi spoke, he took out a pure gold business card with his white-gloved right hand and handed it to the reporter.
"My surname is Gong, and my given name is Qi. I currently work as the head steward at the Xi family mansion. My contact information is on the business card. If you want to sue me, please notify me forty-eight hours in advance so I can arrange my schedule for your appearance in court."
Gong Qi smiled and handed over the business card.
The reporters' shouting stopped abruptly.
He looked at the two words "Gong Qi" on the business card in disbelief, and his flushed face gradually turned pale.
"G-Gong Qi?!"
Everyone in the Chinese media industry knows that Xi family chairman Jiu lives a secluded life and rarely appears in front of the camera. But he has two spokespersons:
Assistant Mu, the chief special assistant of Xi Group.
And the chief steward of Xi family mansion, Gong Qi.
These two people are Xi Jiu's most trusted right-hand men. Among them, Assistant Mu is mainly responsible for the affairs of the Xi Group, while Gong Qi is responsible for other Xi family forces besides the Xi Group.
It could be said that there was no one in the entire imperial capital media circle who didn't know Assistant Mu and Gong Qi. Even if they hadn't seen them in person, they had at least heard of them.
Naturally, the reporter who caused the trouble had also heard of it.
He looked at the name on the pure gold business card, his face turned paler and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.
"Butler...you are the butler of the Xi family?"
"It seems Mr. Reporter knows me." Gong Qi smiled brightly, but his words were as cold as the twelfth lunar month. "Miss Ruan Qi was seriously injured. Our family head was afraid that someone would cause trouble, so he specially sent me to the hospital to take charge of the situation. Who could have known that I just got out of the car and ran into you questioning Mr. Shen. My friend the reporter, how did you know that Miss Ruan was going to die? And how did you know that Shen Wenqian was preparing for her funeral?"
The reporter was sweating profusely after being asked questions by Gong Qi one after another.
There had been rumors online that Xi family chairman Jiu was in love with Ruan Qi, but he had never taken it seriously. After all, men all liked beautiful women, but how much sincerity was in that love was uncertain.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, most people don't believe there can be true love between a wealthy young man and a female star. This reporter didn't believe it either, and simply thought Xi Jiu was attracted to Ruan Qi because of her beauty.
But now, he discovered in panic that his guess might be wrong.
If Xi Jiu was truly attracted to Shen Wenqian, why would he have the Xi family's top steward personally come to the hospital to take charge? And why would Gong Qi stand up for a small-time manager like Shen Wenqian?
The more the reporter thought about it, the more frightened he became. He recalled his questioning of Shen Wenqian just now, and his legs began to tremble.
"I, I heard about it too..."
"I heard?" Gong Qi smiled, his eyes cold. "Just hearing it from someone, you dare to curse Miss Ruan to death? You dare to talk nonsense about preparing for the funeral? My family's head is willing to trade his life for Miss Ruan. How dare you speak so boldly here?"
Ever since the rumors of Ruan Qi and Xi Jiu's affair began, no one who knows the inside story has ever directly responded to their relationship.
Gong Qi was the first one.
The originally noisy crowd fell silent, and Gong Qi's words were clearly heard by all the media people.
Everyone was shocked. The reporter who said Ruan Qi was dead felt his legs go limp, his arms slipped out of the hands of the two bodyguards, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"I, I didn't mean it, I just, just..."
"You just want to step on Miss Ruan's blood to achieve your own success." Gong Qi looked down at him with a cold tone, "Mr. Reporter, it's not so easy to make money by selling human blood. As a media outlet, instead of speaking the truth, you fabricate rumors about people's lives and deaths. This is dereliction of duty and unethical. The Xi Group will not tolerate the existence of such people. Remember to turn on your phone and wait for the court summons."
No one knows the terrifying nature of Xi's legal department better than the media. If Xi's legal department doesn't take action, it's fine. But if they do, they'll definitely tear the enemy's skin apart.
The reporter originally just wanted to exaggerate Ruan Qi's injury, step on her to get to the top, and attract traffic.
But he didn't expect that he would end up losing the rice instead of the chicken.
His career, and even his life, was completely over.
The reporter collapsed on the ground, no longer showing the arrogance he had shown towards Shen Wenqian before.
There are two more chapters being written.
(End of this chapter)
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