Chapter 463 Never learn your lesson!
Yu Tian thought of the entrance on the second floor, so he deliberately left two people on the second floor. However, he didn't expect that the other party was so cunning and would disguise themselves as cleaners to get away with it.
The signing event was held in a hurry, and they did not have enough time to check all the staff on site in advance, which allowed the other party to take advantage of the loophole.
Han Xi raised his hand and took Fang Li's hand: "It's not a big deal, don't worry, leave the rest to me."
Xu Fangli held his hand back and was about to say something when her phone lit up again.
This time, it was a screenshot sent by Wen Yang: [Shocking news! Maomao Xiaoli plagiarized and forced the original author's sister to death! A bloody revenge at the book signing event!]
The accompanying picture is a photo of the chaotic scene of the book signing event, as well as a Weibo account with a cry of complaint - a brother seeking justice for his sister. The owner of the account is the man who threw paint today, Zhao Zhiqiang.
“You’re really quick!”
Xu Fangli held up her phone and sent a message to Wen Yang, saying without even looking up, "I wrote 'Unawakened from a Dream' word for word. How can there be an original author? You're forcing the other party to death."
"Only by diverting the blame can one escape the whirlpool of public opinion. This scheme is too naive. If one thinks about who will benefit from it, it's easy to guess the mastermind."
"I don't need to guess, I know who it is. It's either Sheng Qianrui or Yu Minghai. It's either of their two families."
After she finished messaging Wen Yang, Han Xi snatched her phone and turned it off. "Okay, don't bother reading those online rumors. Trust me, the truth will soon be revealed."
Fang Li raised her eyes and saw the indifference in Han Xi's eyes, which made her inexplicably relaxed and peaceful.
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After the incident, in the office of the president of Yaoxing Media.
Sheng Qianrui was pacing back and forth in the office anxiously, biting her nails and looking worried.
The video of Zhao Zhiqiang being taken away by the police was playing in a loop on the computer screen. There were all kinds of comments in the comment section. Although many people had begun to doubt Xu Fangli, she still didn't relax at all.
"Mr. Sheng!"
Zhang Dechang pushed the door open with a nervous look on his face. "Have you seen the news? The person has been taken away by the police. Do you think..."
Sheng Qianrui slammed her notebook shut: "Stop talking nonsense. You didn't leave any evidence when you were looking for someone, did you?"
"Probably not."
Zhang Dechang frowned. "I went to see him in the middle of the night. There was no one around at the time. Besides, it was a cash transaction, so there's no record or proof. I just told him to just cause trouble. Who knew this lunatic would come up with something like this?"
"Are you sure no one saw it?"
Zhang Dechang shook his head: "Probably not."
Sheng Qianrui pondered for a moment, her tense expression finally relaxing. She sneered, "What's wrong with this method? I think it's a good idea. It's just that Zhao Zhiqiang looks ruthless, but he's still a bit timid when it comes to his actions!"
Instead of throwing paint, you should just throw sulfuric acid!
The cruelty in Sheng Qianrui's eyes made Zhang Dechang tremble.
He frowned and said solemnly, "What should we do now? Even though we have evidence against Zhao Zhiqiang, there's no guarantee he won't confess once he's in the police station."
Sheng Qianrui pondered, went over and locked the door, lowering her voice: "Don't worry, Zhao Zhiqiang doesn't look like a fool. He knows what's best for him. If he doesn't admit it, he can stay out of it. If he dares to tell the truth, it would be intentional harm, which is another matter."
Zhang Dechang nodded.
Sheng Qianrui: "Right now, the entire internet is accusing Xu Fangli of plagiarism and driving people crazy. This is our best chance to turn things around!"
A hint of viciousness and glee flashed in her eyes. "Tell the PR department, contact a few media outlets, and hype up the story. They'll say Zhao Huan committed suicide due to depression after being plagiarized. Regardless of the police investigation's findings, Xu Fangli must be convicted of plagiarism and murder before the official announcement is made!"
Zhang Dechang hesitated and said, "But... Mr. Xu is from the Han family after all... I'm afraid that Mr. Han will..."
When mentioning Han Xi, Sheng Qianrui's eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.
"What are you afraid of?"
Sheng Qianrui felt heartbroken and resentful, sneering, "No matter how capable he is, can he still confuse right and wrong? Public opinion is on our side now. I don't believe he dares to go against public opinion for Xu Fangli. If he does, the entire Han family will be dragged down with him!"
Sheng Qianrui was so focused on the favorable situation where public opinion was overwhelmingly favorable that she completely forgot who her opponent was.
I can only say that after going through so much, she still hasn't learned her lesson!
At the police station.
After a whole day of questioning, Zhao Zhiqiang confessed to his actions and said that he was too sad and could not bear to see his sister die tragically, so he acted impulsively.
He cried and howled, saying that he knew he was wrong and would never do such a thing again.
After all, no one was hurt in today's incident, so the police could only give him a serious criticism and education and then let him go.
When Zhao Zhiqiang walked out of the police station, it was already dark.
There were few people around the police station. He spat, looked back at the brightly lit police station, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The police are no better than that.
Even if he did it on purpose, what could they do to him?
It's only been a short time, why don't you just let him go?
"Idiot, you're dreaming about catching your Grandpa Zhao!"
He spat in the direction of the police station, pulled out a wrinkled cigarette and lit it.
Nicotine instantly filled his lungs, dispelling the musty smell in the detention room.
Thinking of the generous reward he had hidden at home, his heart beat faster. This money was enough for him to squander for a long time!
Zhao Zhiqiang impatiently reached out to stop a car and was about to go back.
However, after hailing a taxi for a long time, no taxi appeared. At this moment, a black Mercedes-Benz suddenly drove from the intersection and braked suddenly in front of him.
Zhao Zhiqiang raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was someone who bribed him.
He was just about to move forward with a smug smile, but before he could react, the car door suddenly opened and two burly men in sunglasses grabbed his arms.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
He struggled and shouted, but a black hood was quickly put on his head and the other party rudely stuffed him into the car.
Zhao Zhiqiang shouted in panic, struggled, and asked for help from the police station.
He also saw two figures standing at the door of the police station, watching him being dragged away quietly.
"Director Wen, I'm sorry to bother you this time."
Director Wen frowned and said, "Tell your boss that you can ask questions, but don't go too far. After all, you took the man away at the door of the police station. Don't make things difficult for me."
Lin Mo smiled: "Don't worry, Director Wen, we are all legal citizens and won't do anything excessive. We will definitely let him go after we ask him questions."
Being restrained along the way, when he stopped again, Zhao Zhiqiang only felt that he had entered a very empty place and was being tied to a metal chair.
His hands were tied behind his back and the hood was still on his head, so he couldn't see anything.
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