??235: Chapter 235: Slings Mud (Fourth Update)
235: Chapter 235: Slings Mud (Fourth Update)
Everyone was talking at once, and even Ding Yang was feeling overwheld.
“Don’t worry, the incident today will never happen again,” Ding Yang said.
Suddenly, he turned around, his gaze landing on Zhang Fan who was tiptoeing, and an expression of mischievous pleasure flashed across his face.
“Today, I want to thank soone here.
If it wasn’t for him, our operation probably wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.”
As soon as Ding Yang finished speaking, a group of journalists imdiately bombarded him with questions.
“Chief Ding, where is the person you’re talking about?”
“Who is he?
Is he here?”
“Could it be the street racer?”
The last question awakened everyone around.
Street racing!
This was undoubtedly the hottest topic of the day.
While not everyone might know about the criminal activities, as long as one had a cellphone, they would surely be aware of the street racing.
God damn, racing with an armored car was unprecedented.
Right away, everyone’s eyes grew wide with anticipation, quietly awaiting Ding Yang’s response.
Although they were well-inford, when it ca to the participants of the operation, how could they possibly know?
All they did know was that the street racer was not a police officer and seed to have suddenly joined in.
They were also very curious about this person’s identity.
After all, this was the person who saved Qin Shuang.
To the Ye Family, he was a life-saving benefactor.
If they could bring this person over to their side, they might make further progress in cooperating with the Ye Group.
The gaze of Qin Shuang, Ye Jingtian, Ye Yanran, and Ding Yang imdiately fell on Zhang Fan.
“This person is, of course, among us.
Can you guess who it might be?” Ding Yang said with a tease.
His heart was full of playful malice.
He didn’t believe anyone could guess correctly.
“Hmm, he’s here?” The reporters’ eyes shone as they began to search the crowd.
Soon, they had targeted soone.
Zhang Dongyang!
After all, this guy was chatting and laughing with Ye Jingtian, and Ye Jingtian’s ntion of “Brother Dongyang” made them even more certain.
Among the people here, he was the only one dressed in plain clothes, standing out from the wealthy business tycoons in the hall like a crane amongst chickens.
“It’s him, haha, it has to be him,” exclaid a reporter, excitedly pointing at Zhang Dongyang.
“Hey, yeah, it must be him,” shouted the others in agreent.
However, seeing Ding Yang shaking his head, their eyeballs almost fell to the floor in shock.
Damn, it’s not him?
God damn, then who could it be?
Even a group of tycoons were intrigued.
Who could it be?
Suddenly, a celebration party turned into a ga of find the person.
Ouyang Feng, holding a wine glass, glanced at Zhang Fan and said indifferently, “It couldn’t be you, could it?”
Zhang Fan nodded!
“Pfft!”
Ouyang Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of red wine, turning his head in disbelief to look at Zhang Fan.
Damn, it was really him?
He was just guessing without thinking, god damn it!
Since when could this guy race cars?
“Stay cool, stay cool, there are so many people watching,” Zhang Fan said, feeling a bit panicked as he glanced at the crowd around him.
Those looks had already turned sowhat wild, especially the journalists, who were troubleso to deal with.
Suddenly, everyone’s attention turned to Ouyang Feng.
“I rember the initial few pictures of the street racing featured a young man, right?” soone said.
“Hold on, let
look for it.” Soone took out their phone and opened a particularly blurry photo, where one could only make out a vague figure.
“Hey, it’s really him,” soone said, promptly running over to Ouyang Feng with eager eyes.
“Holy shit, isn’t that the young master of the Ouyang Family?”
“What the hell, he’s the one racing?”
“Indeed, a young hero erges.
Only soone from the Ouyang Family could nurture such talent.”
“Compared with our own kid, he’s absolutely the dragon among n.
Why is there such a big gap between people?”
A bunch of rich rchants started desperately bootlicking, even intentionally belittling their own sons.
The Ouyang Family were big shots; even Ye Jingtian was nothing in comparison.
“Cough cough!” Zhang Fan was taken aback and promptly stood up, ready to leave this place of trouble.
At the sa ti, he gave Ouyang Feng a look of ‘you’re on your own’ and took off towards the exit.
He had eaten his al; if not leaving now, then when?
He didn’t want to deal with the hassle.
With this ti, why not dual cultivate with the lovely lass Xiao Yuan?
Ouyang Feng was stunned and then suddenly stood up, pointing at Zhang Fan and saying, “You damn well can’t bla this on .
I’m a model citizen.
I’ve never raced.”
Humph, trying to throw your troubles at , no way.
Ouyang Feng looked at Zhang Fan with a teasing gaze, completely unperturbed.
He had no desire to deal with those reporters.
Dammit, could you perhaps put on a slightly higher air?
They say you are arrogant, the Ouyang Family, not putting anyone in their eyes.
This matter, he was crystal clear on his innocence.
“Oh, co on, Mr.
Ouyang, stop being so modest.
Saving soone is a great act of bravery.
Co on, tell us, how did you rescue Mrs.
Qin from the clutches of her enemies?”
“Mr.
Ouyang, in this racing incident, two people were seriously injured.
Why haven’t we seen anyone from the Ouyang Family visiting them?”
“Exactly, Mr.
Ouyang, it’s not like your family lacks the money, right?”
A group of journalists surrounded Ouyang Feng, and while the first question was alright, the following ones began to taste bitter.
Ouyang Feng was about to explode with anger, damn it.
Just as he suspected; such unwarranted hatred for the wealthy.
Plus, he seriously hadn’t been racing.
“Mr.
Ouyang, stop pretending and just confess,” Zhang Fan taunted from a distance, ready to skedaddle at any mont.
Ouyang Feng glared at Zhang Fan fiercely.
This bastard, dammit, why should he take the bla?
“You’ve really got the wrong guy; he’s the one who was racing,” Ouyang Feng pointed at Zhang Fan and said.
“Oh, co on, Mr.
Ouyang, don’t be so modest.
Look at that kid, he’s clearly just here for the free al.
He couldn’t possibly do sothing like that,” a reporter said.
“Exactly, didn’t you see, that guy ate at twelve tables by himself?” another person chid in.
“Twelve tables?”
Even the journalists were taken aback upon hearing this piece of information.
Damn, could a single person really eat that much?
Zhang Fan, on the other hand, was not pleased.
Damn, was he really that bad to be called a freeloader?
“Cough cough, stop guessing, the person I’m talking about is him, Zhang Fan, a high school senior at No.1 High School.” Ding Yang rolled his eyes, especially when he saw Zhang Fan taking delight in Ouyang Feng’s misfortune, gleefully splashing dirty water on him—he was even more eager to stir up trouble for Zhang Fan.
“What?”
The group of journalists were dumbfounded.
Damn, it’s this kid?
Holy crap, then why was he stirring up trouble just now?
This is just playing us!
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