Urban Supreme Evil Young Master
Chapter 1574 - 1573: The Beginning
As the stars shift, it quickly becomes deep into the night.
At this moment, the hall of St. George Hotel in London is brightly lit. Under the arrangement of Crescent Group, this large auditorium has been transformed into a grand cocktail party. London media people, in their straight suits, stand among them, each holding a glass of champagne, chatting with familiar faces around. From a glance, the atmosphere on site is extremely lively.
Looking at the scene before him, Umarov's lips curve into a subtle smile, giving off a deep and playful impression.
Now in London City, all media, except The Times, have gathered here. All he has to do is raise his arm and interact with these media, clearing the online scandal as baseless. This, combined with the night's polarizing remarks, can turn a big issue into a small one, and a small one into nothing.
Thinking about it, Umarov's heart grows increasingly calm. At this moment, he swirls the wine in his hand, stands up, and walks to the microphone. After clearing his throat, he begins speaking: "Ladies and gentlemen!"
As soon as he speaks, with the microphone's amplification effect, Umarov's voice instantly spreads, reaching everyone in the hall.
Upon hearing Umarov's voice, all the media people present cease their conversation, each looking at Umarov ahead, quietly awaiting his next words.
"It's an honor that you all graced us by attending this cocktail party!"
Seeing everyone around has stopped talking, Umarov speaks loudly: "Your presence makes this event even more splendid, and I want to say thank you to everyone here!"
Umarov's voice is courteous in his speech, giving off an extraordinarily steady feeling.
Upon hearing Umarov's words, everyone present quietly stands in place. Their eyes are fixed on Umarov ahead, waiting for him to continue.
"The reason for gathering everyone here today is actually very simple."
Seeing the media below attentively listening to his speech, a subtle smile surfaces on Umarov's face, calming him more internally: "In recent days, there have been many rumors online, and there are claims that Crescent Group is mired in several scandalous accounts exposed on the internet."
At this point, Umarov's voice is exceptionally steady, and now his words are filled with depth. After a slight pause, he continues: "This matter, I initially thought was just a farce, didn't take it to heart; because I know the upright are not afraid of shadows, these baseless matters, I have no need to pay attention to!"
While Umarov speaks, photographers aim their cameras at him. Because Umarov wants to win in one move, this party is not merely an internal media exchange but is simultaneously being livestreamed!
This approach is aimed at amplifying influence, achieving enduring effects, saving much time and effort for future reputation restoration!
"However!"
Speaking, Umarov's voice takes a beat before continuing: "I didn't expect such baseless trash news to become increasingly prevalent. So today, I find it essential to clarify the situation; otherwise, I might really become that businessman controlling everything according to the rumors!"
Hahaha!
With Umarov's slightly teasing remark, all the media people present burst into laughter, instantly enlivening the atmosphere on site!
Seeing the laughing media before him, a trace of a smile appears on Umarov's face. At this moment, his gaze shifts, and he gives Hussein a signal not far away.
Before this, Umarov had told Hussein that this conference was livestreamed globally, and it would never start easily unless reaching a certain number.
"Boss."
Catching Umarov's signal, Hussein speaks up: "The viewing numbers have already exceeded ten million; it's time to start!"
While speaking, Hussein's voice is exceptionally clear, seemingly deliberately accentuating as if there were other people present.
Ten million viewers!
Upon hearing these words, a slight standard settles in Umarov's mind, and he nods subtly to affirm.
With ten million viewers, such viewing numbers are now entirely sufficient to officially begin!
Seeing the scene before him, Umarov smiles slightly, drinks his wine cleanly, and speaks: "I think now this conference can officially commence!"
Hearing Umarov's words, all the media present can't help but get invigorated. They're now prepared with pre-set questions to match Umarov's grand performance.
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"Mr. Lu, Umarov has started now, and their viewer count has reached ten million. Isn't it time for us to appear?"
Just as Umarov announces the formal start of the conference, inside a Rolls-Royce Phantom outside St. George Hotel, Abel watches the video before him, speaks to Lu Yu, his voice full of subdued eagerness to act.
"Editor Abel, no need to rush."
Amid the words, Lu Yu sits in the car, watching the livestream of Umarov's conference through his phone, his face full of calm and collected, appearing extremely composed: "The conference has just started; even the video bullet screens are sparse. If we appear now, the effect is only at thirty percent."
"This time, we're here to disrupt the proceedings thoroughly!"
Speaking, Lu Yu focuses intently on the conference's live situation, speaking in a voice full of gravity and sternness: "We should wait for the conference to reach its peak before we suddenly step in; this way, we achieve the best effect, right?"
While speaking, Lu Yu's voice is low and chilling, with words filled with playful yet stern resolve.
"Mr. Lu has a point!"
Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Abel slowly takes out the prepared materials and evidence proving Crescent Group's multiple crimes, pats them, and speaks: "Since we're here to disrupt, let's make the disruption complete, so they can't recover from it!"
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