"Mr. Hua, will Chairman Lu attend today's press conference?"
At the press conference, a reporter from Daxia was the first to stand up and ask the question that most people wanted to know today.
Most people have never seen Lu Fan's true face, despite his legendary status as a young tycoon.
I was hoping to catch a glimpse of the world's richest man at today's press conference.
"Although this is not within the scope of today's questions, I can assure you that Mr. Lu has important matters to attend to today and will not be able to attend the press conference."
"As Mr. Lu Fan's lawyer, I have been entrusted by Mr. Lu to be fully responsible for today's press conference and to answer everyone's questions."
Hua Lin maintained a smile throughout, his voice steady and powerful.
After hearing Hua Lin's answer, many people lost interest.
Hua Lin ignored all of that and immediately looked toward a corner of the reporters' section after he finished speaking.
In order to make the conditions attached to the contract public, he went to great lengths to find two shills.
Although the method was somewhat unethical, it was harmless.
“Mr. Hua, Saudi Arabia is, after all, a sovereign nation, yet it is selling the ownership of its territory at an extremely low price. I have some doubts about the authenticity of the contract you have!”
Sure enough, at Hua Lin's prompting glance, the person he had arranged stood up to ask the question.
This caused a great stir, and many people looked up at Hualin.
It would be interesting if that contract was fake.
Journalists always seek out topics that interest the audience most to report on.
It's worth noting that the world's richest man's fabricated contracts and blatant false advertising have far more marketable value than the sale of a piece of land.
"This is an official appointed by the Sarawak National Notary Office. This contract is in five copies, one of which is kept at the notary office. I don't need to say more about its authenticity!"
Hua Lin said with a smile.
"Mr. Hua, as far as I know, the highest-ranking official of Mustakocso has no right to sell the territory. So, with whom did you sign the contract you have?"
Another person arranged by Hualin brought up the issue again.
Whether anyone cares or not is irrelevant. What Hualin needs to do is to make the contract public through official channels!
"Thank you for your question. You are right. However, the party on this contract is General Pierce, the highest-ranking official in the Southern District of Sarawak. The notary office can verify this!"
Hua Lin's every sentence revolves around the notary office, effectively sealing the contract with the notary office.
With this large Buddha statue in the sand, he had no need to worry about any uncontrollable problems that might arise later.
After the Q&A session with the two shills concluded, the press conference officially moved into its main topic.
When questioned by reporters from various parties, Hua Lin answered them perfectly.
Meanwhile, in Amur's castle, Pierce watched the press conference, feeling incredibly anxious.
He had intended to have Lu Fan and Muskacuo linked together through a notary office, but unexpectedly, it would become his own death warrant.
"Pierce, he's insulting you in a roundabout way!"
Amul said, fanning the flames from the side.
"Hmph, isn't this also an insult to you?"
Pierce responded irritably to Amul's sarcastic remarks.
"I admit what you said, but I'm not like you!"
"Even though I've lost my right to the throne, I can still live a very comfortable life. But what about you, General Pierce?"
Amul's sarcastic voice was grating, but one had to admit he was telling the truth.
"I don't need you to remind me!"
Pierce's voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.
After saying that, he walked out of the hall and left without looking back.
"Oh, Pierce, I'm so sorry, I'll have to sacrifice you this time..."
After Pierce left, Amul put down his tablet, elegantly poured himself a glass of red wine, and began to sip it.
Pierce is completely hopeless and will inevitably become a pawn and sacrifice for his family.
However, there might still be a glimmer of hope for his throne.
Hua Lin's remarks at the press conference made no mention of the possibility that, if things were handled well, they might be able to turn the tide!
Of course, this is all predicated on Pierce's cooperation.
In Amur's view, how could the value of a Pierce be compared to that of the throne?
"Hmph, Lu Fan, if I can't live, you won't live either!"
Sure enough, after leaving the castle, Pierce sat in the car and said fiercely.
From the moment the press conference was held, his family had effectively sentenced him to death.
Even if his family didn't kill him, Amul would not let him go, and Pierce understood this very well.
Pierce was well aware of Amul's little schemes, but he had no interest in them whatsoever.
He had a wife and children, and he was already a dying man.
If Amul's idea had been followed, his wife and children could have survived and thrived.
Therefore, he could not follow his own will, even though he was already in a situation where death was inevitable.
He could only vent all his resentment on Lu Fan, the instigator.
"What happened to Lu Fan from the future?"
Lu Fan, who was in contact with Dong Xiaofeng, suddenly received a message from Lu Fan in the future.
I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Be careful lately, Pierce hired a hitman to kill you!"
"At the same time, Amul also posted your information on the Bloodhand Dark Web with a reward of ten million US dollars."
Looking at the news about Lu Fan in the future, Lu Fan wasn't too surprised.
Apart from the Bloodhand Dark Web, everything else was within his expectations.
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