ying nature; once the effects of the soft-joint powder wore off, she would surely come to seek revenge.So, he kept Lu Changsheng by his side for close protection, not daring to leave him out of sight..."An explanation My mother owes no one an explanation."

This time, the answer came from Ye Bufan. He exuded an aura of overwhelming power all over his body.

All present were taken aback, they hadn't expected the seemingly mild-mannered young man to be so forceful.

Feng Jin first was taken aback, then a flash of excitement crossed his eyes. The more this was the case, the more it suited his taste, and the more he could grasp many things.

He is one of the reporters that Gou Yuanyuan arranged in advance. Once this is done, he will have a large sum of money in his pocket.

"Chairman Ye, aren't you going too far Do you think you can bully an honest person by relying on the power of Longteng Pharmaceuticals"

Although he is young, this guy is extremely good at finding faults.

A simple sentence revealed Ye Bufan's identity as chairman while categorizing Jiang Shaotien as an honest person.

"Honestly, what do you guys think of Jiang Shaotien Is he a good man" Ye Bufan chuckled coldly and looked at Deputy Director Du Hongpeng beside him.

"Director Du, why don't you introduce this honest man to everyone"

To make today's press conference more convincing, he specially invited the deputy chief of the police station.

When it came to helping Ye Bufan, Du Hongpeng was extremely careful and made sure everything was handled perfectly.

Hello everyone, allow me to introduce myself. I am Du Hongpeng, the deputy director of the Dongcheng District Police Station in Beijing.

Let me tell you about Jiang Shaotang's background. This guy is from Jiangnan City, that much is true, but he's definitely not an honest person.

Du Hongpeng said, picking up a few A4 papers from the table and holding them up for everyone to see.

“This is the result of my recent query. Jiang Shaotien has been punished 5 times for fighting, 8 times for prostitution, and 19 times for gambling over the years.”

He also had three marriages and was entangled with many women.

"Who here is interested in learning more Feel free to take a closer look."

Hearing him say that, a few reporters in the front row reached out and took those A4 papers.

Clearly listed above were his records of illegal activities over the years. Though he hadn't committed any major crimes, there were countless minor offenses.

Prostitution, fighting, gambling, it's all just commonplace. And relationships between men and women are utter chaos.

Below the A4 paper is an official seal of the Imperial City Police Department, verifying the authenticity of this document.

There was an uproar in the room. This document clearly overturned the image that Jiang Shaotien had built on television last night.

All talk about being honest and humble, about enduring hardships with patience, is all a lie. It makes people feel betrayed and angry.

"What's going on Was he faking it all last night I almost got fooled by him."

"What's this A bad seed, a scoundrel! This isn't an honest person at all, this is just scum!"

"Damn construction workers, they are just thugs, pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy. They're despicable..."

Feng Jin's face was filled with astonishment. He hadn't expected Ye Bufan to make such a domineering entrance, instantly shifting the tide of public opinion in the room.

This was clearly beyond his expectations, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

At this time, another middle-aged reporter chimed in.

"Mr. Ye, I believe the materials provided by Chief Du are genuine, but that doesn't necessarily explain anything."

Whatever Jiang Shaotien had done before, he is now working at a construction site. That broken leg is real too, it can't be fake.

He is named Lu Zhiyong and, like Gou Yuanhua's other arranged reporters, immediately stepped forward when the situation became uncontrollable, trying to change it.

"You mean his leg I don't know exactly how it broke, but I can assure you it wasn't from an accident on a construction site."

As the deputy chief of police, Du Hongpeng naturally possessed a commanding presence. He picked up the remote on the table and pressed a button; the large screen in the hall illuminated.

"As you can see, this is the video footage we retrieved. Jiang Shaotien did indeed work at a construction site in Beijing before."

However, his performance wasn't good. He often worked three days and rested two. This is a video of him leaving work yesterday. His legs and feet are fine with no signs of injury.

After a moment's pause, he pressed the remote control again, and another video played. This time, the screen showed a mahjong parlor.

As the video played, Du Hongpeng explained, "Last night we raided a mahjong parlour that was operating as a gambling den. Jiang Shaotien was gambling there last night."

According to the circumstances at the time, his legs and feet were still intact and showed no signs of injury.

As for how he got his injured leg, the situation is still unclear. But one thing proves that he was indeed lying.

"Damn, is there a single true word this guy says Even the broken leg thing seems fake. Was it actually broken or just a cast"

"Isn't this normal How much integrity can a guy who gambles, drinks, and engages in such activities possibly have..."

"It's infuriating, I can't believe I was deceived by such a lowlife…"

There was an uproar in the room again, with everyone denouncing Jiang Shaotian.

After all, most people come here with an impartial heart, and Gou Yuanhua had only arranged for two reporters beforehand.

Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, Feng Jin hurriedly said again: “Chairman Ye, although Jiang Shaotien has a lot of blemishes, no one knows how he got that leg injury.”

"But this has nothing to do with the formula for beauty water and Longyang Pills. What evidence do you have that this was developed by you, rather than Jiang Shaotang's ancestral recipe"

I have evidence to prove that.

Du Hongpeng picked up another prepared A4 sheet of paper, feeling a surge of admiration in his heart.

Ye Bufan looks young, but his thinking is indeed meticulous. He seems to have calculated where the other party would attack and prepared various pieces of evidence in advance, all of which are now coming in handy.

This is Jiang Shaotians's household registration information, which includes his father, his grandfather, even his great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather.

According to our investigation results, no one in Jiang Shaotien's family for eight generations has practiced medicine, nor is there any connection to traditional Chinese medicine.

He claimed that the so-called ancestral master physician didn't exist and there couldn't possibly be any secret family recipes.

"Damn it, it's fake again..."

"Jiang Shaotien, that bastard, was actually throwing mud at Ouyang Lan the whole time. He even had the nerve to say she stole his ancestral recipe! This is clearly a formula Ye Doctor developed himself."

"I almost believed his lies and wrongly accused an innocent person. I guess I still need to be more careful in the future..."

Seeing his attacks being repelled one after another, Feng Jin had no choice but to resort to his final trump card.

He gave a cold smile: "As I know, Jiang Shaotien went to the Gu Yimen clinic last night to see Chairman Ye. I don't know what you talked about, but in the end, it was an unhappy parting."

Shortly after he came out, he was murdered in the central park, though the police haven't found the killer yet, I think everyone knows who did it.

As for the truth of the matter and whether the ancestral secret recipe actually exists, well, there's no way to prove anything now. You can say whatever you want.

Feng Jin didn't expect that Ye Bufan had prepared such sufficient evidence, and the routine he had prepared before was useless.

The only way is to change the approach, starting from Jiang Shaoting's death. We need to frame the other party with false accusations.

After all, death is a serious matter, which makes it easier to garner sympathy from others.dn't mean to. Please forgive me…"“Don’t kill me, boss. I won’t tell anyone, you can just kill him.”Two people pleaded desperately, but under the onslaught of blades, their pleas were abruptly silenced...