bayedsolid Chapter 395 Media Exposure
Chapter 395 Media Exposure
I paused, my brow furrowing slightly, a hint of hesitation in my eyes: "You want to... expose him through the media? But he's your brother, are you really willing to do that?"
Song Yang remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, as if he were weighing something.
After a few seconds, he slowly spoke, his voice low and tinged with suppressed emotion: "I know he's my brother. We grew up together, and he took care of me before. But..."
His tone suddenly turned cold and hard. "What he's doing now isn't just targeting me, it's targeting the entire team. He's changed."
As I listened to him say these words, I felt a mix of emotions.
At this moment, Song Yang's face did not show much expression, but his eyes revealed his inner struggle and contradictions.
His voice was noticeably less firm than before, clearly indicating that this decision was not easy for him.
I took a deep breath, letting it settle in my lungs, trying to make my voice sound calm, but I still couldn't hide the worry in my heart: "Song Yang, I'm really worried about this counterattack. Once the evidence we have is exposed, the impact will be enormous. His reputation will definitely plummet, his career will collapse, not to mention the entire Song family will be implicated. You... are you really sure?"
The hustle and bustle of traffic outside the window came through the receiver, making my words sound even heavier. The silence in the office and the noise on the other end of the phone felt like two completely different worlds.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a long, weary sigh from Song Yang.
"I never wanted things to come to this." He spoke slowly, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
“Over the years, I have always been careful to maintain family relationships and have been tolerant as much as possible. I have gritted my teeth and let it go when he used those methods against me before, after all, blood is thicker than water and I did not want to air my dirty laundry in public or make the relationship too strained.”
He paused here, and I could almost see his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with conflict.
“But this time is different!” Song Yang’s voice suddenly rose, his emotions clearly agitated. “He actually targeted my team! Those brothers and sisters, they’ve all fought alongside me through thick and thin, why should they be targeted and implicated because of my family affairs? They’re innocent!” His voice trembled slightly, a mixture of anger and helplessness, and a faint static came through the receiver, like him suppressing his breathing.
"I know that once it's made public, the consequences will be unimaginable." Song Yang's tone weakened again, tinged with a hint of confusion.
“The elders in my family will definitely accuse me of disregarding the bigger picture, my business partners might waver because of this incident, and the Song family’s reputation built up over many years could be ruined…”
His voice trailed off, the last few words almost a mumbled whisper. I could imagine him rubbing his temples in frustration, torn between family and justice.
After a brief silence, Song Yang spoke again, his tone now more resolute: "But if I don't fight back, he'll only become more brazen. I can't let him think I'm someone to be bullied..."
His speech gradually quickened, his voice filled with unwavering determination, and the sound from the receiver became clear and powerful.
“I know this path won’t be easy. I might face pressure from my family, be misunderstood, and be criticized. But I have no way out.” Song Yang’s voice calmed down, but it revealed a sense of composure after struggling.
He had already accepted everything that was about to happen. There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, only his steady breathing could be heard.
You can feel the inner struggle he's going through, torn between family ties and responsibility and justice. This choice is undoubtedly painful for him.
I was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "I understand how you feel. Now that you've made up your mind, I will support you."
He said with a hint of gratitude, "Thank you. I know this decision might make many people think I'm heartless, but I had no other choice."
The following day, Song Yang exposed his eldest son's improper behavior to the public through several authoritative media outlets. With irrefutable evidence, public opinion was instantly in uproar. The eldest son's name made headlines across major media outlets, making him the target of public criticism.
"The eldest son of the Song Group is suspected of manipulating the market and suppressing competitors!"
"Anonymous whistleblower turned out to be a malicious frame-up? The dark secrets behind the eldest son of the Song family exposed!"
Inside the project studio, the lights were stark white, and the computer screens emitted a cold, overwhelming light.
On the webpage, the eldest son of the Song family was placed in the most prominent position, surrounded by dense reports about his scandals, the words sharp as daggers, aimed directly at his reputation.
On major social media platforms, the topic remains highly popular, generating millions of discussions. Every time the page is refreshed, new comments and shares flood in like snowflakes.
In the streets and alleys, people were talking about it, and the air was filled with a mixture of suppressed excitement and agitation. The matter of the eldest son of the Song family was like a bombshell, instantly igniting the talk of the entire city.
In a downtown café, sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows onto a wooden tabletop, while two customers at the next table shake their heads and sigh as they stare at their phone screens.
"Look at this, the eldest son of the Song family actually did such a thing. It's really disappointing." A middle-aged man frowned, his tone full of indignation.
"That's right. I used to think the Song family was a benchmark enterprise around here, but I never expected there to be so many shady dealings behind it." The woman across from me shook her head, picked up her coffee, took a sip, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.
"That's it, their reputation is completely ruined. I bet the Song family's stock price will plummet." The middle-aged man sighed, a hint of schadenfreude in his voice.
"But speaking of which, who is the person who was exposed this time? How dare they go against the Song family directly?" the woman asked curiously.
"I heard it's Song Yang, the youngest son of the Song family." The middle-aged man lowered his voice, as if he were telling a shocking secret.
"Song Yang? Isn't he always so low-key? Why is he so ruthless this time?" The woman's eyes widened, clearly surprised by the news.
"Who knows? It's all about the feuds of the wealthy and powerful; how could ordinary people like us understand?" The middle-aged man shrugged, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.
Meanwhile, at the bus stop, the people waiting for the bus gathered together, quietly discussing this sensational event.
"Have you heard? The eldest son of the Song family has been exposed. He's accused of manipulating the market, suppressing competitors, and instigating people to falsely accuse others," a young man said excitedly to those around him, holding up his phone.