At this time, Zhao Gaoyu's father, Zhao Youwei, was forced to come forward and accept an interview with a media because of the overwhelming pressure from public opinion.
"This is all a misunderstanding. It is absolutely impossible for my son to do such a thing. Chat records can be forged..."
The reporter in front of him was holding a microphone and quietly listening to Zhao Youwei's defense.
At this moment, the companion next to him suddenly gently turned him with his elbow, then took out his mobile phone and handed it over.
When the reporter saw the photos, his pupils shrank immediately. He immediately raised his phone and asked Zhao Youwei, "Mr. Zhao, are these photos real?"
"What?" Zhao Youwei looked over and suddenly turned pale!
"How...how could this happen!?" Zhao Youwei snatched the reporter's phone and stared at the screen in panic.
On the screen, the little girl was being ruthlessly suppressed by Zhao Gaoyu.
He was naked and naked, with no cover.
And if you look closely, you will find that the little girl's pupils are dilated and her expression is dull, she clearly looks like she has been drugged!
Zhao Gaoyu, on the other hand, had a look of adultery and debauchery, and his actions were rough!
His son, the son he had high hopes for, actually...actually treated the little girl...
"Tell me! Whose money did you collect!? How dare you frame my son like this!"
Zhao Youwei threw it hard and smashed the reporter's cell phone to pieces.
He was shocked and angry, and wanted to strangle the reporter in front of him to death!
How could these people slander his son so wantonly just to gain attention?!
How could they!
How dare!
However, at this moment, another reporter also held up his mobile phone, drew out a set of photos, and handed them to Zhao Youwei: "Mr. Zhao, take a closer look. This set of photos was not taken by anyone else!"
Hearing this, Zhao Youwei's eyebrows jumped and his hands trembled violently.
An ominous premonition suddenly emerged.
He tremblingly took the reporter's phone and swiped the screen.
Immediately afterwards, photos with indescribable, unsightly, and shocking contents appeared in front of them.
There are hundreds or even thousands of photos in the entire album!
The scene is different, the shooting time is different, and the little girl in it is also different!
Old or young!
The only thing that hasn't changed is that the male protagonist in the photo is always the same person - Zhao Gaoyu.
Moreover, Zhao Youwei discovered to his horror that the angle at which the photo was taken was simply a selfie!
boom!
For a moment, Zhao Youwei felt like a bolt from the blue!
His hands shook, and the phone fell to the ground.
Zhao Youwei froze.
Just now, he patted his chest in front of reporters and assured that his son would never do such a thing.
But now, so much dirty information about Zhao Gaoyu has suddenly been revealed!
What's the difference between his proud son and those rich second generations who can't hold up the wall?
Moreover, he couldn't say anything in defense at all!
Seeing Zhao Youwei's shocked look, the reporter only felt sad for him.
"Mr. Zhao, do you know anything about what Zhao Gaoyu did? Or are you deliberately hiding it for him?" a reporter suddenly asked sharply.
"No...no...this is all fake, fake!" Zhao Youwei shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Mr. Zhao, these photos have been authenticated and there are no traces of photoshopped photos," a reporter said mercilessly.
"No, it's impossible... Someone else must have framed my son..." Zhao Youwei muttered to himself.
At this time, his secretary quickly stepped forward and blocked the reporter's lens.
"Stop filming, stop filming! Please get out, we won't accept interviews!"
Under the protection of his secretary, Zhao Youwei turned around to leave in embarrassment.
At this time, a reporter smiled coldly, looked at Zhao Youwei's fleeing figure, and said loudly: "Mr. Zhao, although your Zhao family has a great cause, you will be punished if you bully others! Xiao Yun wanted to avoid implicating innocent people.
, without saying a word, I stood up and took all the responsibility on myself. Based on this, I will never participate in the reporting of negative news about Xiao Yun in the future!"
Zhao Youwei's feet went weak and he almost lost his balance.
He turned around and left in a hurry, hiding in the room.
After the reporters left one after another, Zhao Youwei came downstairs tremblingly.
However.
Before he could take a breath, the secretary suddenly walked toward him with a panicked expression, holding his laptop.
"Old, Master... our Zhao family's stocks have all dropped to their limit!"
"What did you say?!" Zhao Youwei was shocked, and instantly felt his breath suffocating, and he held his chest and gasped.
With trembling hands, he took the laptop from the secretary's arms and saw the green numbers on the screen at a glance.
OMG!
this......
This is the rhythm that will bring the Zhao family to death!
Just then, the secretary received a call.
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but I saw that the secretary's face was getting paler and his eyes were wide open, with an expression of disbelief.
The secretary hurriedly ran to the TV. As soon as he turned on the TV and saw what was being broadcast, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground. This chapter has been completed!