Chapter 99 Falling into Murong Ting's Trap
Kong Wange had the same idea, but who knew whether the person coming was an enemy or a friend?
The two quietly hid behind a tree, and soon saw a familiar figure leading several people over: "You guys go this way, you guys go that way to search, and report back immediately if you find Young Master Ting!"
"yes!"
After responding, the group scattered to look for the person.
Only one young boy couldn't help but mutter, "Assistant Lin, we've been searching all night, and the police haven't given us any news. Young Master Ting wouldn't really..."
"Bah!" Lin Cheng immediately gave the other party a shock: "Do you know what it means that a lucky person has his own destiny? Young Master Ting is very domineering. He is known as the little fish in the waves. If you don't catch it in the river, it means you must be fine. If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I will beat you up!"
The little boy immediately fell silent.
Kong Wange whispered from behind the tree, "I didn't know you had this title. If you're the Little Thunderfish in the Waves, then what am I?"
Murong Ting rolled his eyes: "Little Konglong of the River? Alright, get out."
Kong Wange: "???"
Hearing a noise behind him, Lin Cheng, who was not far away, jumped up: "Who's there?"
Murong Ting and Kong Wange came out from behind the tree, waved to him, and that was their way of saying hello.
Upon seeing them, Lin Cheng's eyes instantly reddened: "Waaah, Young Master Ting and Mrs. Ting, I've been looking for you so hard! I thought I'd never see you again!"
Kong Wange was speechless for a moment: "Weren't you just so confident, saying that your Young Master Ting would definitely be fine..."
"Hehe, that's all nonsense to boost morale. In such deep water, those who drown are usually good swimmers."
Lin Cheng reached out to touch Murong Ting, saying, "Young Master Ting, are you sure it's a person and not a ghost?"
Murong Ting: "...Get lost!"
Lin Cheng burst into tears of joy: "That familiar scolding voice, it's so wonderful!"
Murong Ting: "..."
Lin Cheng led the two into the car, staring at Murong Ting's wound, and asked worriedly, "Young Master Ting, should I take you to the hospital first?"
Murong Ting said calmly, "No need. Dealing with company matters is more important. Call your people back. How did the press conference go?"
After sending the notification in their small group, Lin Cheng put down his phone and said coldly, "Young Master Ting, just as you predicted, as soon as you got into trouble last night, Second Master couldn't sit still. He convened a meeting with many small shareholders all night long. This morning, he blocked our people from entering the company and issued a notice to the outside world saying that the new product launch was canceled and a press conference would be held instead. He is probably trying to seize the position of president."
A glint flashed in Murong Ting's eyes, and he sneered, "He's certainly in a hurry."
Kong Wange frowned as she listened from the side: "Could it be that your second uncle sent those cars that hit us?"
Murong Ting hummed in agreement.
Seeing that he seemed unwilling to say more, Kong Wange didn't ask any further questions.
There are many messy things in wealthy families, and she knew this all too well, having once lived in the Kong family.
Lin Cheng continued, "Young Madam, don't worry. Those guys who hit you and Ting Shao's grandson tried to run away overnight, but our people secretly stopped them at the airport. They're being interrogated at the police station right now."
A hint of doubt flashed in Kong Wange's eyes. Lin Cheng's swift action in catching the culprit didn't seem like he was completely unaware; it was as if he had been prepared all along. She turned to Murong Ting and asked, "Did you already know that your second uncle was going to make a move against you, and deliberately lured him into the trap?"
Murong Ting did not deny it, and after a moment of silence, he said, "But I didn't expect him to be in such a hurry. I thought it would be at least after the new product launch. I'm sorry, it was my oversight that put you in danger."
Kong Wange glanced at the man in surprise. This was the first time she had heard him apologize. She lowered her head and said nothing more.
Murong Ting glanced at her a few times, unable to guess what she was thinking. After a while, he said to Lin Cheng, "Take me to the press conference."
"Okay." Lin Cheng readily agreed: "Young Master Ting, don't worry, after today, Second Master will no longer be able to cause any trouble."
...
The first floor of Xinyue Hotel.
The press conference venue was bustling with people.
On the stage, Murong Zheng sat at the very front, with four or five microphones in front of him. The audience was filled with reporters and cameramen; if it weren't for the cordon, they would have shoved their cameras right into Murong Zheng's face.
It's not their fault.
The president of Yunting Group was in a car accident and his fate is unknown. Murong Zheng is holding a press conference at this time. Who wouldn't want to hear what he has to say?
Amidst the clamor of voices around him, Murong Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Hello, fellow journalists. I believe you are all aware of the news that Mr. Murong Ting, the president of Yunting Group, was unfortunately involved in a car accident in the mountains yesterday. As the second largest shareholder of Yunting Group, I am holding this press conference today to respond to some of the speculations circulating outside. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have."
As soon as he finished speaking, a reporter picked up the microphone: "Mr. Murong Zheng, how is your company's president doing now?"
Murong Zheng said with a heavy heart, "The president was in a car accident at seven o'clock yesterday and fell into the river. Right now... he hasn't been found yet, and the chances of him surviving are slim."
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose from the crowd.
"Mr. Murong Zheng, if your company's president were to unfortunately perish, what are Yunting Group's plans going forward?"
Murong Zheng sighed, then put on a brave face: "Although the president is gone, as A-Ting's uncle and the second-in-command of Yunting Group, I should lead the group to keep moving forward and never let down the trust of the company's employees and the expectations of the outside world. Yunting Pharmaceutical will continue to make due contributions to society."
"Do you mean you will become the next president of Yunting Group?"
A glint of light flashed in Murong Zheng's eyes, and he smiled: "I can't disclose anything about this matter for now. Just keep an eye on Yun Ting's movements."
The reporters exchanged bewildered glances. Murong Zheng's words, though not explicitly stated, conveyed a clear meaning: it seemed that Yunting was about to undergo a major upheaval.
"Mr. Murong Zheng, when President Ting was in office, Yunting Group said it was going to launch a new scar removal product, but the product launch was suddenly canceled by your company just before it was scheduled. Is this related to the rumors that your company's product formula was leaked not long ago?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Zheng's expression turned even more unpleasant.
He frowned and glanced at his assistant beside him.
The assistant leaned closer and whispered, "The reporter's questions are indeed all screened. I don't know where this greenhorn came from."
"Mr. Murong Zheng, please answer my question directly," the reporter persisted.
Murong Zheng turned around, trying to maintain a smile: "This is a company secret, I can't tell you."
"Is it that you have no comment or that you have no other options? Since the launch of Qin's new product, Yunting's stock price has been falling continuously, and the promised new product launch is nowhere in sight. Shouldn't your company give the outside world an explanation for this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless flashes of light were directed at Murong Zheng.
A ruthless glint flashed in Murong Zheng's eyes. Just as he was in an awkward position and racking his brains for a solution, a voice suddenly rang out from behind the reporters: "My friend, how about I give you an explanation?"
Everyone turned around and saw a woman dressed in an elegant Chanel-style outfit, walking gracefully up in high heels.
Murong Zheng was slightly taken aback. Wasn't this woman Kong Mengjiao, the second young lady of the Kong family?
What is she doing here?
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