Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

"Hello, Yang Che?"

"Yes, tell me what happened."

"......."

Yin Junjie said that there were not only written reports, but also pictures: one of Liu Xinmo hugging her, one of him pushing Liu Xinmo, and one of Liu Xinmo falling to the ground.

"Yang Che, I don't think you're that kind of person, so what exactly happened?"

As Yang Che listened, his mind raced: "Brother Yin, bring your gear and come to Tazhai, to my courtyard in Tayuan Village. I'll give you an exclusive interview."

"it is good."

Yang Che hung up the phone immediately. Then an unknown number called, which he immediately hung up again. He quickly dialed Wang Fei's number, and luckily, she had gotten up early that day and answered after two rings.

"Sister, the newspapers still reported it."

Wang Fei paused for a moment: "Are you panicking?"

"I'm panicking. I don't want people to immediately think of a rapist when they hear my name in the future."

"Not bad, still able to joke around. Where?"

"what?"

I want to be with you.

"Tayuan Village, north of Beijing Film Studio, is at the very end of the main road."

"You should send me a text message instead."

"Okay, dress up nicely then."

"screw you..."

After a playful rebuke, her tone softened: "Yang Che, I love you."

"Don't try that on me, I need to be rational right now."

"Get lost, Yang Che! I'll never speak to you again in my life..."

Wang Fei hung up immediately, so angry that he gritted his teeth, leaving Tongtong, who was holding a baby bottle, staring in disbelief.

Then she dialed her former sister-in-law's number: "Shadow, you'll have to help look after Tongtong today..."

Yang Che then received another call from Han Sanping, whose voice sounded quite exasperated.

"What's going on, bro?"

Yang Che spoke very quickly: "Thank you for your concern, President Han. I've been targeted by people because of my involvement in some matters related to the Olympic bid committee. This is dirty water being thrown at me. I'll be holding a press conference this afternoon."

Han Sanping paused for a moment: "Are you confident?"

"100%".

"Alright, go ahead and do your work. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know."

"Thanks..."

Then another call came from an unknown number. Yang Che hung up again and dialed Liu Chang.

"Old Liu, gather all the brothers in Beijing and assemble in Tazhai immediately. I'm going to war."

One sentence made Liu Chang, who was accompanying his child to the exam, very excited.

"Okay, Che-ge. What's up?"

"A woman with an ordinary appearance accused me of rape in the Beijing News..."

"I'm Ji Ou!"

"Hurry up."

"Hey hey hey."

After hanging up, it was a call from my father.

Yang Che's pupils contracted instantly. After answering the call, he casually called out, "Dad."

"Yang Che, I'm sitting in front of my computer at work, and people online are talking about you, talking about you..."

Yang Yuanchao, his hands trembling, was still too ashamed to speak.

"Haha, Dad, remember when someone offered me 300 million for my design before the New Year, and I yelled at them? This is the kind of underhanded tactic they used. Don't worry, I called the police, and I'll be holding a press conference this afternoon."

"I see. Dad definitely believes you. Yuanyuan and Bingbing, what do they look like..."

"Dad, reporters will probably contact the bus company and Mom soon. You two should stay out of the way for now. If you need to take time off, do so. Mom shouldn't go to the shop either. Some reporters are inhuman."

"Okay, Dad will listen to you."

"Old Yang, I'm so sorry to have made you and Mom worry."

"Yang Che, I can't help you. Dad is very sad..."

Yang Che's glasses immediately welled up with tears, which slid down his face. He let out a long sigh and said with a smile, "Dad, I can't talk about it anymore. I need to find a lawyer, a police officer, and arrange the press conference."

"well.."

Yang Yuanchao didn't know what words of comfort he could say in the end.

Yang Che then went silent and did not answer any more calls. He drove to Tazhai.

As for the west wall of the Beijing Film Studio that was hit, we'll talk about that later; there's no surveillance footage anyway.

When he passed by the newsstand, he even bought two copies of the Beijing News. Such a trivial matter as his crotch was actually the front page headline. It was too much of a show of respect for him, Mr. Yang.

Upon arriving at Tazhai, as soon as the main gate was opened, a large group of people rushed out of the main house.

Wu Shixian and Gong Beibi, along with Yu Wenhao, Zhang Jianbin, Li Xiangdong, and Lao Suntou.

At this moment, their gazes were filled with hesitation, curiosity, and inquiry...

"Looks like everyone knows. Oh right, it's online too. And there are even pictures in the newspaper. Take a look."

Several people looked at each other.

Yang Che's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "What?"

Yu Wenhao quickly stepped forward: "Brother Che, it's not that we don't believe you, we're just really confused. We've been calling you, but you haven't answered..."

Wu Shixian chimed in, "Yes, yes, we were really stunned."

Gong Beibi stepped forward and grabbed Yang Che's arm, her eyes filled with concern: "What exactly happened?"

Yang Che grinned and waved his hand, "Let's start the meeting."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of two motorcycles came from outside the courtyard: Liu Chang, Song Xiaofei, and Ma Niu.

The main house, east room.

There were oranges, apples, and melon seeds on the table, clearly prepared for the script discussion later.

Yang Che sat on the sofa and lit a cigar.

"Old Liu, you're in charge of arranging the venue for the press conference; it involves funding."

Liu Chang paused for a moment: "Shangri-La, which is nearby, at 3 pm, is that feasible?"

"Okay."

Yang Che continued, "Lao Yu, you're in charge of contacting reporters, the more the better. There's no travel expense this time."

Yu Wenhao nodded: "Okay."

"Jianbin, hurry up and create a special page on 360. We can't waste the traffic. This has to be done quickly, otherwise we'll fail if we don't get 50 new users."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Old Wu..."

Wu Shixian subconsciously straightened his back.

"Could you get my phone for me?"

Wu Shixian was stunned: "Damn!"

Hahahaha

"..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yang Che laughed along with him.

Then he said, "It's really nothing. You guys can assign tasks yourselves. Once Jianbin's special page comes out, you can all become online trolls."

The atmosphere became extremely relaxed for a moment, but Li Xiangdong remained silent, deep in thought.

Gong Beibi asked, "Yang Che, what exactly happened? You need to make sure people know the truth."

"Isn't it obvious? Some people can't stand to see me doing well, so they're trying to smear me. Oh, I don't think I've mentioned this yet... I participated in the selection process for the Olympic Bid Committee's logo and promotional video, and it seems the leaders took it quite seriously."

Everyone stared at him with wide eyes....

Yang Che took a puff of his cigar and waved his phone: "And then... alright, I need to ask what they'll talk about at the press conference, and to what extent."

As he spoke, he got up and went into the yard. Just as he was thinking of making a phone call, he heard Li Xiangdong's hushed voice behind him.

"Brother Che, is there anything I can do for you?"