Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

Finally, it was time for the Q&A session.

The first few questions were all routine, until the microphone was handed to a bespectacled male reporter in the third row.

The reporter stood up, adjusted his glasses, and said in a sharp voice, "Mr. Bai, your speech was excellent. But I have a question. According to insiders, your project highly overlaps with the project developed by Chen Hao's company, which just went bankrupt a few days ago. Some say that this is a trade secret that Qianyu Technology stole through improper means and has only repackaged. How do you explain this?"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

In this circle, such an accusation is basically equivalent to pointing your finger at someone and calling them a thief.

All the cameras suddenly turned to the stage.

Lin Ruyu's eyes lit up.

coming!

This was the show Su Nan had given her. She immediately sat up straight and even glanced back at Bai Jingyou triumphantly.

See, this is karma.

Bai Qianqian on the stage showed neither anger nor panic.

She even picked up her water glass and took a sip, her movements slow and deliberate.

"My friend, did your insider forget to tell you the second half of the sentence?"

Bai Qianqian put down her water glass, picked up the remote control, and pressed a button gently.

"Since everyone is interested in this story, we'll take a few minutes of your time to watch a short video."

The technical specifications on the big screen disappeared.

Instead, a surveillance video was shown.

Although the image is in black and white, the clarity is extremely high.

The time stamp shows it was late at night three months ago.

A bulky man sneaked into the R&D department of Qianyu Technology, skillfully avoiding the corridor cameras, but failed to notice that a miniature lens was hidden in a potted plant on his desk.

The man worked on the computer for a few minutes, then pulled out a USB drive, stuffed it into his underwear, and turned to leave.

The face, covered in scars, was magnified in close-up on the screen.

"Zhao Feng?!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

The social circle in Haicheng isn't large, and many people recognized Zhao Feng's face as soon as he appeared.

Bai Qianqian's voice, coming through the microphone, was calm and somewhat detached: "Mr. Zhao Feng did indeed take a piece of code from us. However, he probably doesn't understand technology very well. The folder he took was named v1.0_Deprecated Solution."

The screen then switched to a detailed development log.

The document clearly states that the code stolen by Zhao Feng was deemed unqualified by Qianyu internally six months ago and was directly thrown into the recycle bin.

"We originally wanted to call the police," Bai Qianqian shrugged, "but then we found out that someone was willing to pay a high price to buy this pile of electronic waste that we were supposed to pay to destroy. So we just turned a blind eye."

The screen changes again.

This time it's several screenshots of chat logs and bank transfer slips.

The buyer's column clearly reads: Chen Hao.

The audience erupted in uproar, followed by a burst of laughter.

So it turns out that Chen Hao's so-called trump card for turning things around was just a bunch of unwanted junk that he bought at a high price?

"Isn't Chen Hao being incredibly gullible?"

"Hilarious, they treat scavenging trash like it's a treasure."

Lin Ruyu's smug expression froze.

Although she doesn't understand technology, she does understand the word "garbage".

She wasn't surprised that Chen Hao had been taken home, but why was the way things were going differently from what Su Nan had said?

She subconsciously looked at Su Nan next to her.

Su Nan's face was very ugly, and her elegant facade was starting to crumble.

Bai Qianqian on the stage had no intention of stopping there.

"Originally, this was just a business joke." Bai Qianqian took a step forward, the sound of her high heels clicking on the ground particularly clear. "But when we were tracing Zhao Feng's cash flow, we discovered something very interesting."

"Where did Zhao Feng get access to trade secrets? And who provided him with funding and channels to dispose of stolen goods?"

Bai Qianqian pressed the remote control again.

"We tracked all of Zhao Feng's large incomes over the past six months. Coincidentally, all the leads converged on one company."

A complex financial chart appeared on the large screen.

All those red lines ultimately point to the same name—Brilliant Entertainment.

Below Brilliant Entertainment, there are several transfer notes that are specially marked: [Public Relations Fee] and [Service Fee].

"President Su."

Bai Qianqian suddenly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over dozens of rows of seats, and precisely locking onto Su Nan in the first row.

"Could you please explain why your company's financial account would be receiving frequent transfers of money from a commercial thief?"

All eyes in the room instantly focused on Su Nan, like searchlights.

The flashes went off like crazy, and the shutter clicks were as rapid as a machine gun.

Su Nan's hand, gripping the armrest, bulged with veins. He hadn't expected Bai Jingyou and his gang to be so ruthless, not only uncovering Zhao Feng but also exposing the fraudulent accounting practices of Brilliant Entertainment.

"It's not over yet."

Bai Qianqian's voice rang out again, tinged with sarcasm.

"We also discovered that Mr. Zhao Feng not only had close business ties with Brilliant Entertainment, but also a very tacit understanding in their private lives. This is a piece of CCTV footage from the club that we obtained incidentally during our investigation and evidence collection."

The screen image became somewhat blurry, clearly indicating that it had been processed.

The background is the V88 private room of the famous private club in Haicheng.

Although the image was blurred, it was still clear that Zhao Feng was pointing at a woman in the corner with a lewd grin, saying something to his men.

And the woman huddled in the corner, trembling, wearing a torn coat, and with a terrified face...

Even with the mosaic blurred, anyone present who isn't blind could recognize it.

That was Lin Ruyu.

Then, the screen suddenly jumped.

Su Nan pushed open the door and entered.

This was originally a highlight moment for Lin Ruyu, a moment of heroic rescue, but in the audio recorded by the surveillance camera, Zhao Feng's fawning words were clearly heard:

"Young Master Su, this girl's drowning in debt, perfect for entertaining your old clients..."

Although Su Nan stopped Zhao Feng later, the conversation itself was enough to illustrate the point—in their eyes, Lin Ruyu was not a person, but a piece of entertainment that could be bought and sold at will and used to entertain clients.

"Turn it off! Turn it off right now!"

Lin Ruyu jumped up screaming like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She trembled all over, and the color drained from her face instantly.

That immense sense of shame overwhelmed her like a tsunami.

She always thought she was a distinguished guest in southern Jiangsu, a rising star, but in the eyes of these people, she was just a high-class plaything with a price tag.

Moreover, it was the kind of stuff that almost ended up being handled by a scoundrel like Zhao Feng.

The reporters who were just taking pictures of her now have completely changed their expressions.

That wasn't envy, nor was it reverence.

That was a kind of mockery, a look at something dirty, and even a hint of pity mixed with contempt.

"Oh my god, so this is how so-called signed artists are formed?"

"Brilliant Entertainment's approach is too outrageous! Isn't this just pimping?"

"That woman was so arrogant just now, but it turns out she's just a..."

Finally, the scene freezes on a photograph. In the photo, Zhao Feng has his hand on Lin Ruyu's shoulder, and the two are behaving intimately at the entrance of the Night Jue Club. The license plate in the background clearly belongs to Brilliant Entertainment.

"Corporate espionage, illegal theft, malicious competition." Bai Qianqian closed the folder, her gaze sweeping over countless cameras before landing precisely on Su Nan in the front row. "Mr. Su, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

boom--

The scene completely erupted.

The buzzing of voices filled the air.

Su Nan's face turned ashen. She stood up abruptly, glared fiercely at Bai Qianqian on the stage, and turned to leave.

The reporters who were originally filming the product suddenly turned around like sharks smelling blood, rushing frantically towards Su Nan and Lin Ruyu.

"Young Master Su! Is Brilliant Entertainment suspected of instigating industrial espionage to steal confidential information from Qianyu Technology?"

"How do you explain those transfer records? Zhao Feng is your right-hand man; was this at your behest?"

"Ms. Lin! May I ask what role you played in all of this? You were Chen Hao's girlfriend before, and now you have close relationships with Zhao Feng and Young Master Su. Were you acting as a middleman?"

The microphone was shoved in her face like a long gun and a cannon. Lin Ruyu had never seen anything like this before, and her arrogance just now shattered into pieces.

She instinctively hid behind Su Nan, her face deathly pale: "No... I don't know... Don't film me! Please don't film me!"

Su Nan's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected Bai Jingyou to be so ruthless.

This is no product launch; it's a meticulously planned public execution!

Bai Jingyou wanted to take this opportunity to firmly pin the blame on the Su family.

"Get out of the way!" Su Nan shoved away the camera that was shoved in front of him, unable to maintain his gentle and refined facade, his eyes turning frighteningly sinister.

The bodyguards desperately squeezed a path through the crowd.

Lin Ruyu was kicked several times, and her expensive haute couture shoes were nowhere to be found.

Her hair was disheveled, her makeup ruined, and she clung to Su Nan's clothes like a madwoman: "Young Master Su... Young Master Su, please say something for me! How could they slander me like this..."

"Get out of here!"

Su Nan suddenly flung his hand away, and Lin Ruyu stumbled and fell directly onto the red carpet.

The surrounding flashes went even more frantic, the shutter sounds as dense as a machine gun.

Su Nan didn't even glance at Lin Ruyu on the ground before getting into the car under the escort of bodyguards.

The moment the car door slammed shut, it shut out the noise outside, but it couldn't shut out the anger in his heart.