Chapter 13.1 : I’ll Grant Your Wish and Take Revenge for You (Part 1)
Tang Qingmo moved very quickly.
Within two hours after the livestream ended, he registered a brand-new Weibo account and posted a clarification statement, instantly drawing massive attention from netizens and the media alike.
The content of the statement was extremely concise.
It was nothing more than claims such as:
"The Tang family treats both the real and fake young masters equally. The Tang family did not mistreat Tang Qingmo. The content shown in the livestream was simply because he returned home late and was reprimanded by his family," and so on…
Shortly afterward, the livestream videos circulating online were swiftly cleaned up by the Tang Group's PR department.
But netizens were no fools!
Once a video spreads, how could there possibly be no backups?
Moreover, Tang Qingmo's clarification statement was posted far too quickly, and its content was laughably absurd.
In the video, the Tang family themselves admitted that after the real young master was brought back, he had been sleeping in a storage room, receiving only 500 yuan in monthly allowance, and being arbitrarily abused and humiliated by his parents and sisters.
And now they claimed they hadn't treated him harshly!?
Not to mention that the final frame of the video froze on the Tang family head raising his hand to strike the real young master!
Wasn't this obviously a forced clarification made under threat from the Tang family, with no other choice!?
In an instant, another huge wave of netizens sympathized with Tang Qingmo's plight, grew even more disgusted with the Tang family, and flooded the Tang Group's official website as well as the Seven Sisters' accounts with furious insults.
Seeing that the clarification statement had no effect at all, Tang Jianren wanted Tang Qingmo to come up with another solution.
But Tang Qingmo had already returned to his room.
He only left behind one sentence:
"I've already posted the clarification you wanted. If netizens don't buy it, what can I do about it?"
"Chairman Tang, don't push your luck."
As he spoke, he stomped one foot down and crushed the stone tile outside the door, then shut and locked the door after finishing his warning.
With no other choice, Tang Jianren could only order the Tang Group's PR team to work through the night, spending huge sums to hire online trolls to help whitewash the situation.
The room that originally belonged to Tang Xianxi had already been cleared out by Wang Ma, with fresh bedding and a new desk and cabinet put in place.
Because of the rush, the interior was temporarily very simple; more would be added tomorrow.
Tang Qingmo didn't say much. Before entering the room, he casually took the bottle of red wine and the glass with him, pouring himself another drink.
He lifted the glass, swirled it a few times, leaned against the window, and looked out at the beautiful scenery with a cold, mocking smile.
See, Original Host—
I've been here for less than half a day, yet I've already secured the greatest benefits for myself and dealt a heavy blow to the Tang family!
Even if the Heavenly Dao was invaded by world consciousness and turned you into a tragic novel's male lead, so what!?
Dealing with shameless people like the Tang family is ridiculously easy!
Today was nothing more than an appetizer!
"Fine then. Since I can feel the hatred lingering in your body, I'll grant your wish and take revenge for you."
Tang Qingmo raised his glass toward the window in a silent toast, then drained the red wine in one gulp.
[System, how many draws can I do right now?]
[Coming right up, Host~]
Hearing the host call, the system immediately opened the lottery interface.
[Host, your total accumulated Regret Points are now 12,000! That gives you twelve draws! To save time, you can do a twelve-draw combo all at once!]
Its tone was full of flattery and reverence.
After all, it had never seen a newbie host collect this many points on the very first day!
It really was incredibly lucky!
[Then just do the twelve-draw combo.]
Tang Qingmo had always felt his luck fluctuated between good and bad—pure randomness.
Now that he was inhabiting the original Child of Fortune, he wondered whether that luck had been swallowed as well.
Soon, the system's electronic notifications rang continuously in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained a Powerful Great Tonic Pill ×1!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained a Mute Pill ×1!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained an Honest Red Bean Bun ×1!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained a Dagger ×1!]
Oh? This draw luck isn't bad at all…
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained a Thermal Flask ×1!]