"Mr. Huang, look at the camera."

Huang Zhiyu turned her head slightly to the side and raised the stationery in her hand to the camera, turning slightly to give the nervous child next to her a better angle.

She even smiled, which was unusual for her.

The shoot ended when the flash went out.

This was a charity event for the welfare home, a joint fundraising initiative led by Huang Zhiyu of the Five Lakes Group for the Liujia Street Welfare Home.

Huang Zhiyi personally ran around the welfare home.

"Mr. Huang, what prompted you to donate to the welfare home?"

"This is my contribution to my hometown. Although I haven't been back to Liujia Street for many years, I still have feelings for this land."

"Mr. Huang is truly an entrepreneur who loves his hometown."

The conversation in front of the camera will be reported in its entirety.

Even though Liujia Street is not Huang Zhiyi's hometown at all, but Huang Feiyang's hometown.

Huang Zhiyi never came even once.

Even the media were brought in by the Five Lakes Group, and the script had been designed in advance. Huang Zhiyu's warm eyes, the action of bending down to distribute stationery to the children, and even the curve of his smile had all been adjusted in advance.

The only things that can be considered pure are perhaps backpacks, stationery, clothes, and other soulless, inanimate objects.

They were simply placed on each child's desk as a gift. At the same time, Huang Zhiyu publicly announced the launch of the "Nutrition Plan" in front of the camera, which will allocate a fixed amount of money each month to improve the dietary standards of the children in the welfare home.

Therefore, any impure aspects can be ignored, whether for the children in the welfare home or the leaders.

Because at least Huang Zhiyi did some practical things.

Because of Huang Zhiyu's actions, the lives of a group of children in this world have indeed been improved.

But online, this impurity cannot be forgiven.

"Who are you putting on this for?"

"Does he really think this will salvage his reputation?"

"Bitch."

Huang Zhiyu's behavior has not received any positive feedback online.

This has instead provoked even more condemnation.

Nobody likes this kind of acting; it's too fake.

However, Huang Zhiyi did not give up, but instead persisted in this obvious act of raising "public opinion".

The online criticism has intensified, and when you type "backstab" into the search bar, the first result is "Backstab King Huang Zhiyi".

This incident even provided a livelihood for many bloggers, who were all discussing Huang Zhiyi's situation.

Many people believe that the best course of action for Huang Zhiyi at this moment is to temporarily disappear and stop making controversial moves that will be discussed by everyone.

But Huang Zhiyu did not stop, and the conflict escalated as it unfolded.

On the fourth day, Huang Zhiyi visited a vegetable market to offer his condolences and support.

She was not only verbally abused by onlookers, but some extremists even picked up leftover vegetables and old eggs from the market and threw them at Huang Zhiyi's head.

Huang Zhiyu, having wiped the egg wash from his head, stood quietly in place, observing everything without saying a word.

With the emergence of this incident, the controversy surrounding Huang Zhiyu's "fake charity" instantly reached a peak.

This has drawn out more extreme emotions.

So, while Huang Zhiyu was giving a speech, she was assassinated.

Two or three extremists rushed out from the crowd and approached her with knives.

In a panic, he prepared to kill Huang Zhiyi.

Fortunately, security responded quickly, and Huang Zhiyi was not injured.

The assassins were eventually arrested; they were three young children who were still shouting "Long live the Crown Prince!" when they were arrested.

What's even more shocking is that Huang Zhiyu did not hold the three children accountable.

He simply said expressionlessly, "The child's thinking is immature, it can be forgiven."

This attempt to demonstrate a grand vision did not win Huang Zhiyi any fans.

But this incident truly changed the landscape of online arguments.

Because the assassins were three children, a discussion arose about "whether to mythologize a criminal."

Since the three children's motivation stemmed primarily from their fervent adoration of the "Crown Prince," the matter became the subject of much discussion.

A fundamental rule of communication studies is that once a god is created, that god must be overthrown.

The opportunity to overturn the image of the crown prince has finally arrived.

In fact, most people have never seen the Crown Prince, let alone had the opportunity to communicate or work with him.

The Crown Prince has always lived in the eyes of everyone as a figure of spirit.

Therefore, when the overthrow of the crown prince actually began, it also meant that the crown prince was truly dead at that moment.

When the crown prince was overthrown, Huang Zhiyu's image naturally began to become more positive.

"If you think someone who personally kills criminals, maintains social stability, and persists in doing charity is a bad person, then I have nothing to say."

The moment those words were uttered, the seed of Huang Zhiyu's public image reversal was planted.

Huang Zhiyu said nothing and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the charity event.

It takes time for information to spread.

However, criticisms of the crown prince have already begun to emerge.

And Huang Zhiyu's public image is beginning to reverse.

Both of these are things that Lu Yuan hopes to see.

He has recovered a lot, and all the bandages on his body have been removed.

Although mobility is still not very convenient, at least one can walk slowly with assistance.

Huang Zhiyu witnessed all the scenes of being insulted, pelted with eggs, and even attempted to assassinate her.

At the same time, she also witnessed the reversal of public opinion surrounding Huang Zhiyu.

"Your Highness, I think Huang Zhiyu has ulterior motives."

Even as he supported the aging Wu Yazi, who was still standing by a long way, he spoke with unwavering conviction:

"This is her deliberate attempt to smear you."

Wu Yazi couldn't think that far ahead; he could only see that Huang Zhiyu's various actions led to the Crown Prince being scolded.

Therefore, she felt that Huang Zhiyu was a really bad woman.

"You didn't smear me."

"This is a smear campaign against you."

Wu Yazai had no idea what the Crown Prince was thinking. Why didn't he dare to let him kill Huang Zhiyi?

"Sigh, you don't understand, I have something I can't say about it."

Lu Yuan really couldn't say, because he certainly couldn't reveal the agreement between himself and the mysterious man.

This is an essential option for me to leave Taiwan.

But in Wu Yazi's eyes, this clearly proved that Lu Yuan had been coerced by Huang Zhiyu.

Wu Yazai sighed repeatedly, and several times he had the urge to kill Huang Zhiyu, but he was afraid that rash actions would ruin the Crown Prince's plans.

After all, he's the only one the Crown Prince can rely on right now.

At that very moment, Huang Zhiyu, dressed in a suit, pushed open the door to the ward.

He glanced sideways at the scene of Wu Yazi helping Lu Yuan.

"Teeth, you can leave now."

"Your Highness, I..."

Wu Yazai could only silently hand the prince over to Huang Zhiyu and walk out dejectedly.

After closing the door in the hallway, he quickly pressed his ear against the door to eavesdrop.

"I did as you said, so shouldn't you fulfill your promise to me?"

"Um."

Wu Yazai was still wondering what this thing that needed to be accomplished was?

Unexpectedly, a loud noise followed.

It was clearly the sound of a slap.

At that moment, Wu Yazai was furious, but he did not rush in immediately.

Instead, after waiting for about two minutes, he slowly knocked on the door and went in.

The prince inside the door was sitting on the bed, looking dejected.

Huang Zhiyu stood excitedly to the side...

Would anyone get excited about being beaten?

Wu Yazai could no longer contain his anger, and he glared at Huang Zhiyu with resentment.

Huang Zhiyu was not surprised by Wu Yazi's gaze.

Even Wu Yazi's angry gaze made her even happier.

She murmured to herself softly, "A bond built through slaps? I have mine too."

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