You know, the male reporter who caused trouble at his doorstep yesterday was from the Blue Sky Daily. Now, someone had placed a copy of this newspaper at his doorstep again.
If one were to say there was no problem with this, it was likely only a ghost would believe it.
Mu Feng picked up the newspaper and opened it to take a closer look. His brows immediately furrowed.
He hadn't expected that the front-page headline of the newspaper would be a photo of him beating up a reporter.
Especially the headline, which was most adept at twisting facts. It claimed that during an interview, the Blue Sky Daily reporter was suddenly beaten by Mu Feng and even forced to lick his saliva.
Soon, his phone rang. The call was from an unknown number.
"Tsk tsk, Mr. Mu, it's only been a day. I wonder how you're feeling today? You've seen that newspaper, haven't you!"
The caller was the male reporter from yesterday, Qian Kang.
"You actually managed to find my number? I did see that newspaper. It's written quite well, actually!"
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes. He had initially planned to teach the reporter a lesson, but he hadn't expected him to be so uncooperative, escalating things further each time.
"Mr. Mu, you are a public figure, aren't you? Today's newspapers are all on my tab. I promise to ensure that most of the nation gets a copy of this newspaper. By then, you'll be ruined and infamous. Do you understand?" Qian Kang's voice on the phone was filled with gritted teeth.
"Do you know you're playing with fire? Aren't you afraid that the Blue Sky Daily will go bankrupt because of your foolish ignorance?"
Mu Feng's face darkened. Someone being this shameless was truly beyond belief.
"Heh, Mu, if you're so capable, then come to the Blue Sky Daily and say it to my face. I'd like to see if you have the guts!" Qian Kang was fearless. In his eyes, manipulating public opinion through his newspaper was his trump card.
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "I wasn't planning to go, but since you've put it that way, I really have no choice but to go!"
"Alright, I'll send you the location now. I'll be waiting for you at the company. Who do you think you are?" After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Soon, a location was sent to Mu Feng's phone. He smiled coldly and then drove away from his residence.
About half an hour later, he arrived at the Blue Sky Daily's office building in the city center.
It had to be said that the Blue Sky Daily was indeed a large enterprise, occupying three entire floors.
As soon as Mu Feng arrived at the base of the office building, he saw a man staring at him mockingly. This man was Qian Kang.
"Mr. Mu, you're here right on time. Please, this way!"
Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Good, good, good. It's a perfect opportunity for me to see just how capable you are!"
Soon, he was led into a reception room.
Qian Kang sat opposite him, lit a thin cigarette, and took a drag. He exhaled a smoke ring and said, "Mr. Mu, see this? This is my capability. If you're still not satisfied, I can create more negative news. I may not be able to bring about your utter destruction, but I can certainly prevent you from ever getting back up!"
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "It seems you've misunderstood the purpose of my visit. I'll give you a choice: publish an apology in the newspaper immediately and clarify the facts!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Kang burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke. "You're killing me! Kid, do you think you still have the upper hand? Who do you think you are? How dare you order me around?"
Mu Feng spread his hands and said, "Then let me be clear. If you don't publish an apology, I will ensure your Blue Sky Daily goes bankrupt within three days!"
"I'd like to see who dares to make my company go bankrupt?" Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a pinstripe suit walked out with a stern face.
Upon seeing him, Qian Kang immediately stood up and bowed, "Hello, President Zhou. This guy has been spewing nonsense!"
The middle-aged man sized up Mu Feng. "You're the brat who insulted my reporter?"
Clearly, this Qian Kang had also played the part of twisting facts within his own company, blinding everyone.
"President Zhou, you shouldn't always believe one side of the story..." Mu Feng was interrupted before he could finish.
The middle-aged man pointed at his nose and reprimanded him, "What? Are you saying my reporter would speak nonsense? If you don't provide an explanation today, you're not leaving!"
He snapped his fingers, and a group of security guards quickly rushed in. These security guards were all holding electric batons and surrounded Mu Feng tightly.
Qian Kang's mouth curled up, and he was almost floating with pride. He added fuel to the fire and cried out tearfully, "President Zhou, you must stand up for me! Yesterday, he not only insulted me but also insulted you! As you just heard, he's relying on his good combat skills and intends to force our newspaper to go bankrupt!"
The middle-aged man spoke word by word, "Kneel and apologize immediately!"
Mu Feng pointed to himself. "Are you talking to me? You want me to kneel?"
He nodded heavily. "That's right. You must kneel and apologize today, or you'll have to accept electric shock!"
Qian Kang hugged his stomach and couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Haha, this is really killing me! Being shocked like this, won't you turn into roasted suckling pig? I think you should quickly kneel and apologize. No, no, you must let me slap you a few times, otherwise, my hatred won't be appeased!"
"If you want to slap me, see if you have the ability!" Mu Feng spread his arms and raised his head.
Qian Kang licked his lips. "Hmm, you're quite sensible, aren't you!"
As he spoke, he immediately raised his hand and slapped Mu Feng's cheek hard.
However, what happened next caused everyone present to become enraged.
Mu Feng grabbed his wrist, and with a *snap*, his wrist was instantly fractured.
"Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts..." Qian Kang writhed in pain, jumping around incessantly. The agony was worse than death.
However, Mu Feng clearly had no intention of letting him off. Before anyone could react, he slapped him twice more.
Qian Kang, whose face was already bruised and swollen, was beaten to the point of looking neither human nor ghost.
"President Zhou, look at him, look at him..." He pointed at Mu Feng, his finger trembling.
The middle-aged man trembled with rage. "Brat, how dare you lay a hand on me in front of me? Go after him! Beat him hard. If he dies, it's on me. Whoever is the first to stun him with a baton, I'll reward them ten thousand yuan!"
Ten thousand yuan was not a small sum for these security guards, as many of them earned only two to three thousand yuan a month.
The security guards were eager to act. Upon receiving the order, they all gripped the buttons of their electric batons and unceremoniously jabbed at Mu Feng's body.
Qian Kang, who had collapsed on the ground, was panting heavily and laughing with schadenfreude. "Brat, do you see this? This is the consequence of offending me. After you're subdued, I'm going to stomp on your face. You beast, what makes you think you're anything special?"