When these words were spoken, there was no uproar in the room; instead, it fell into a terrifying silence.
Everyone understood the outburst.
They all understood what it meant.
Some people didn't push forward but instead picked up their Dongfang Hongs—it was so convenient, this second-generation device with even better call quality, and you could even edit and send text messages to the other party.
The call was made, and the recipient picked up quickly. The journalist urged at a rapid pace, "Zhong Tianci is not Zhong Daqiao's biological son. There's a paternity test to prove it. Send this news out right now to get the scoop..."
The person on the other end hung up promptly, wrote the story as fast as possible, then published it, and even tipped off the TV stations.
Getting it out first was what mattered.
Never mind if it's true or not, at worst, if it turns out to be wrong, just apologize.
This wasn't the first time they'd pulled something like this.
