Shang Yiran raised his head coldly and looked at the reporters who had the microphone in his face.
He was indeed angry when he saw those photos at first, but seeing that these reporters were able to make baseless accusations against him based on a carefully manipulated photo made him calm down.
At this time, the reporters who spoke righteously and heartbrokenly in front of him, really want to know the truth and give justice to the victims?
No, they just wanted to pin the charge of molesting a minor on him and then write a big news story that would attract attention.
"I didn't do those things."
Shang Yiran raised his voice and emphasized: "I believe the court and relevant departments will give me justice."
When the reporters saw Shang, they opened their mouths. They were as excited as vicious dogs after smelling bones. They kept pressing the shutter of their cameras, unwilling to let go of any subtle expression on his face.
The reporter, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, curled his lips and asked aggressively: "The evidence is all here, and you still want to quibble? You are a pervert who raped underage girls! Oh, I remember you have a nine-year-old sister.
, died unexpectedly last year, now do I have legitimate reasons to suspect that she was killed by you...ah!"
Before the reporter could finish speaking, Shang Yiyi kicked him out in a fit of rage.
"That's right, calm down!"
Seeing Shang Yiran, Zhou Ping couldn't help but move his hands, and quickly reached out to hold him firmly.
There were cameras all around him, and he was sure that the scene of Shang Yiran beating someone just now would be made a big fuss about.
But Shang Yiran was completely angered by the reporter at this time.
He has yet to get over the grief of his sister's death, and this reporter's malicious speculation has touched the last of his wounds.
"ah!"
"Shang Yi is the same. Are you angry because of what I said?"
"Ah! Crazy! Shang is also crazy, pull him away quickly!"
"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent! The same is true for Shang, you will be punished!"
It wasn't until the reporter was almost beaten to death by Shang Yiran that the people around him finally pulled the furious Shang Yiran aside with all their strength.
The reporter who had been beaten up by Shang Yiran looked at Shang Yiran with eyes full of resentment.
"The same goes for Shang Yi, sooner or later you will pay the price for your actions! You are a scumbag, and I must let everyone see your ugly face!"
After the reporters were dismissed, Shang Yiran was escorted into the villa.
Shang Yiran's face was gloomy. His finger was scratched when he hit someone just now, and it was dripping blood.
However, he walked forward slowly and silently, as if he didn't feel anything at all.
Zhou Ping called the company's public relations team with an anxious look on his face and told them exactly what happened outside the villa.
However, information spreads very fast now. Just after they returned to the villa, the video and photos of Shang Yiran's beating were already circulating on the Internet.
Coupled with the reporters' embellished descriptions, Shang Yiran has been labeled as a morally corrupt person.
Indignant netizens flooded the screen with messages, asking Shang Yiyi to get out of the entertainment industry, and expressed sympathy for the reporter who was injured by Shang Yiyi.
No one cared what the reporter said, and no one cared why Shang Yiran beat him.
At this time, the dirty water poured on Shang Yiran has become an accelerant for netizens' carnival, and the entire entertainment industry is boiling over it.
About five minutes later, Zhou Ping received a call from the top management of Tianfeng Entertainment.
The other party couldn't help but didn't give him a chance to explain. He scolded him and even threatened to suspend him for review if the incident was not settled.
Zhou Ping hung up the phone with a dull look on his face and turned to look at Shang Yiyi who was sitting on the sofa.
"In the same way, no matter how angry you are, you can't take action. Those paparazzi just want to provoke you and force you to take action, so that you can hand over the handle to them. You have been in the industry for so long, why are you still so restless?
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Zhou Ping was heartbroken, but he saw Shang Yiran in a daze holding his sister's photo frame on the coffee table.
In the end, he shook his head helplessly and swallowed all the blame that was about to come out.
That reporter just now was really mean-mouthed.
Zhou Ping could understand Shang Yiran's approach, and even felt that the reporter should be beaten, but other netizens did not know.
Under the deliberate instigation of reporters, netizens only felt that Shang Yiran was angry and lawless when he beat people. They also felt that Shang Yiran went too far and everything he suffered was natural.
"Jingle Bell……"
Just when Zhou Ping was busy thinking about how to use public relations to minimize the harm of public opinion, Shang Yiran's cell phone placed on the coffee table rang.
Zhou Ping looked down at the caller ID. There was no note, but the number was very familiar.
He soon remembered that the owner of this number was the father of the underage female student.
Zhou Ping was excited and quickly grabbed the phone before Shang Yiran picked it up.
"I'll answer this call for you, don't be impulsive."
Zhou Ping pressed the answer button, and a cold and hoarse man's voice immediately came from the receiver:
"Have you received the notice from the court?"
Zhou Ping quietly turned on the recording function, and then negotiated with the other party calmly.
"Hello, I am Zhou Ping, Shang Yiran's agent. If you have any requests, you can ask me. As long as you are willing to repay Shang Yiran's fairness in front of the outside world, I can satisfy you with any conditions."
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone suddenly became furious after hearing Zhou Ping's words:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who would sacrifice my daughter for money?"
"Shang Yiran is a scumbag. He did such disgusting things to my daughter. I will definitely sue him and put him in jail!"
Seeing Li Qiang's retort so forcefully, people who didn't know the truth would really think that he was standing up for his daughter out of righteous indignation.
He is obviously a bastard who will do anything to extort money, but he insists on occupying the moral high ground.
Zhou Ping was so angry that he had a headache, but he suppressed his anger and persuaded him:
"Li Qiang, your daughter almost dropped out of school before. Shang Yiran paid for the tuition and books, and Shang Yiran also paid for the establishment of a canteen in the school so that students who are as poor as your daughter can eat nutritious food.
Lunch."
"Now that you are confusing right and wrong in front of the media and smearing Shang Yi for profit, don't you feel uneasy about your conscience?"
"So what if Shang Yiran paid my daughter's tuition? Isn't he using this to sell himself as a philanthropist?"
Li Qiang snorted disdainfully: "What's more, he paid for my daughter to go to school, so I should give my daughter to him for him to ruin? My daughter is only twelve years old and doesn't understand anything. Shang Yi is the same.