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Lu Fan's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. Those who were cursing Lu Fan couldn't help but shiver when they met his gaze.

The entire scene fell silent because of a single glance from Lu Fan.

In the live stream room.

"Did you guys see the look in Lu Fan's eyes? It was terrifying!"

"I feel like he could kill me with just one look."

"The audience was so frightened they didn't dare to utter a sound."

Lu Fan glanced at the live stream comments on the big screen, then looked at Feng Qianqian and slowly said, "Sister Qian, have you ever heard of carrying a clay pot with a shoulder pole?"

"Huh?" Feng Qianqian was taken aback.

Lu Fan then turned his gaze to Liu Xiong and said calmly, "Mr. Liu, you are very well prepared. Coincidentally, I have also prepared some. Why don't we all take a look?"

Liu Xiong's face darkened: "Lu Fan! Are you still trying to cause trouble? Are you trying to shift the blame...?"

"Transfer what?" Lu Fan interrupted him, looking directly at Liu Xiong. "What are you afraid of, Mr. Liu? Since this is a 'public and transparent' briefing, isn't it my duty as the person involved to present evidence to clarify myself? Or is it that Xingyue's 'public and transparent' approach only allows you to unilaterally present 'evidence'?"

This statement is logically sound and puts Liu Xiong in a difficult position.

There was an immediate reaction in the live stream:

"That's right! Why should only officials be allowed to set fires?"

"Let him take it! Let's see what he can come up with!"

"Feeling guilty? Liu Xiong's expression isn't quite right."

The comments scrolled across the screen, and Liu Xiong's face darkened. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Take it! I want to see what you can come up with!"

"Thank you." Lu Fan's thanks carried a hint of sarcasm.

He took a tablet computer out of his briefcase. After a few quick demonstrations, he gestured to the back-end technicians, "Could you please connect my device and project my screen?"

Liu Xiong wanted to stop it, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could only nod to the staff.

After a while, a screenshot of a chat log appeared on the huge screen.

Lu Fan didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the big screen.

The screenshot is from a group chat named "Project Task Force (Internal)". Although it doesn't specify what the project is, the content is shocking.

[A]: Lu Fan's scandals will be released in three batches. The first batch focuses on his "diva-like behavior," the second on "harassing actresses," and the third on "moral depravity." The timeline follows this schedule.

(Attachment: a thumbnail of a file named "Lu Fan's Public Opinion Guidance Timeline.xlsx")

【B】: Have the online trolls arrived? The first batch of budget is 200,000, and we need to ensure that the top five trending topics stay up for at least six hours.

【C】: Young Master Wang added 300,000 yuan, requesting that the chat logs be made urgently to look real.

【D】: Received. The technical team is working on it and will release a sample tonight.

boom!

There was a moment of deathly silence, followed by a tremendous uproar!

Flashbulbs went off wildly in the press box, and everyone craned their necks to stare at the big screen.

The live stream chat experienced a momentary lag, followed by an explosive surge of comments:

"Holy crap!!! An internal group??"

"Young Master Wang? Wang Huajian?? Adding 300,000 to create fake chat logs??"

"So those 'concrete evidence' chat logs were fabricated??"

"Xingyue is messing with its own artists??"

"If this were true...it's terrifying to think about!!"

Liu Xiong's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he jumped to his feet: "Fake! This is a forgery! Lu Fan, how dare you forge internal company information!"

Lu Fan didn't even look at him, and lightly swiped his finger across the tablet.

[Evidence 2: Detailed Expenses]

The screen switched to a spreadsheet titled "Details of Special Processing Expenses for Lu Fan".

It is clearly listed above:

Online troll procurement (first batch): 200,000 yuan

Marketing account collaboration (20 KOLs): 150,000 yuan

Media bribing (key platforms): 300,000 yuan

Technical processing (image/audio/video "material" production): NT$250,000

……

Total: 1,450,000 yuan

In the lower right corner, there is also the preliminary review stamp from the finance department.

"Whoosh—!!!"

This time, the screams at the scene almost lifted the roof off!

One million four hundred and fifty thousand! Specifically used to smear the artists under its own management!

The live stream chat exploded:

"It's confirmed! They're spending their own money to smear their own people!"

"Were those photos and audio clips 'processed'?"

"StarJoy Entertainment, that's absolutely disgusting!!"

"Lu Fan was set up!!"

Liu Xiong's face turned green!

"Where's Wang Huajian? Give the camera a shot of Young Master Wang!"

In the audience, Wang Huajian's hand, which was playing with a lighter, froze, and his face was so gloomy it could drip water.

Liu Xiong trembled, pointing at Lu Fan, his voice shrill: "Shut it down! Turn off the projection immediately! This is a trade secret! He stole company secrets! Security! Where are the security guards?!"

Lu Fan finally raised his eyes and gave him a cold glance: "Trade secrets? President Liu, you've been using company funds, mobilizing company resources, and setting up special teams to systematically spread rumors, slander, and frame your artists. Is this Xingyue Entertainment's 'main business' and 'trade secret'?"

He ignored Liu Xiong and swiped his finger again.

[Evidence 3: Approval Signature]

Several photos of paper documents appeared on the screen; although somewhat blurry, the key information was clearly visible.

The documents inside contain project plans that smear Lu Fan.

The receipts inside are for expenses such as hiring online trolls and construction costs.

At the very bottom of all these receipts are several clear signatures and endorsements:

Department Head: Liu Xiong

The evidence ends here; Lu Fan cuts off the view.

Absolute silence.

Even the rapidly scrolling comments in the live stream seemed to freeze for a second.

Then came a deafening roar of anger!

Reporters at the scene stood up one after another, their cameras pointed at Liu Xiong, whose face was ashen, and Wang Huajian, whose face was livid in the audience.

"Mr. Liu! What is your explanation for this?!"

Does StarJoy Entertainment systematically persecute its artists?!

"Young Master Wang, is it true that you're offering an additional 300,000 for false testimony?!"

The unexpected turn of events left Gong Wei stunned, completely unsure how to continue hosting the event.

Feng Qianqian sat in the witness stand, her face as white as paper, her body trembling slightly, and she dared not look at anyone.

land

In the live stream, public opinion had completely reversed, and an overwhelming wave of anger surged towards Xingyue:

"StarJoy has gone bankrupt!!!"

"Apologize! Apologize to Lu Fan!"

"Wang Huajian, get out of the entertainment industry! Just because you're a second-generation star doesn't mean you're superior!"

"This is outrageous! This isn't an entertainment company anymore, it's the mafia!"

"Lu Fan, hang in there! We support you!"

"Those who previously criticized Lu Fan, come forward and apologize!"

"Call the police! This constitutes defamation, doesn't it?"

On stage, Liu Xiong slumped in his chair, covered in sweat, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Offstage, Wang Huajian slammed his lighter to the ground, and under the watchful eyes of countless cameras, he abruptly stood up, his face contorted in rage.

This meticulously planned "public execution" turned into a public execution of Xingyue Entertainment and Wang Huajian the moment Lu Fan produced three irrefutable pieces of evidence.

The table was completely overturned by Lu Fan.

In that very instant.

Lu Fan suddenly felt a cold, sticky, and strange sensation all over his body!

……