After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Live Internet Face-Slapping of Fu Siya! (1)

The press conference held by Fu Siya today was attended by journalists from all the prominent media outlets in Jiang City.

The vast multimedia conference hall was surrounded by photographers with their cameras, while reporters from various organizations, each with a name tag, had long been waiting at their respective spots. _{𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪}

Today’s conference, as usual, was being live-streamed across the entire web.

Because the news had been released in advance, netizens had been anxious about Old Mr. Fu’s whereabouts these past few days.

So, as soon as the broadcast started at twelve, hundreds of thousands of people swarmed into the live streaming room.

The moment Fu Siya appeared on stage in a black dress, all the cameras in the venue immediately centered on her.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Fu Siya, seated on the stage with a weary face, picked up the microphone and began: "Thank you to all the media for coming to the Fu Family’s press conference today."

Fu Siya’s voice sounded extremely raspy, as if she had been working tirelessly without good sleep for several days.

And with her pale complexion and swollen eyes, everyone couldn’t help but feel a pang in their hearts.

The venue became very quiet for a moment, everyone waiting for Fu Siya to speak her next words.

"I’ve called this press conference mainly to address everyone’s concern about my grandfather."

"Everyone should be aware that three days ago at noon, my grandfather, Fu Jiancheng, accidentally fell overboard and disappeared while on a cruise ship."

"First of all, I would like to thank everyone on behalf of my grandfather for their concern, and, meanwhile, with a heart full of immense sorrow, I have to deliver this unfortunate news to everyone."

"It has been a full three days, and despite the police’s best efforts, we still have not been able to locate my grandfather."

"So, my grandfather must have, must have met with misfortune..."

As she said these words, Fu Siya seemed to choke up repeatedly, overcome with grief, unable to finish her sentences.

And the words she managed to say directly confirmed the news of Old Mr. Fu’s death.

Moreover, until now, Old Mr. Fu’s body had not been found.

It was truly pitiful.

For a moment, everyone in the venue looked visibly distressed.

Although they had considered the possibility that after so much time had passed, Old Mr. Fu could not possibly still be alive.

Yet hearing the public announcement of Old Mr. Fu’s death was still deeply heartrending.

But since these journalists had come, they wanted to know more details about Old Mr. Fu’s disappearance at sea.

So someone immediately stood up and asked, "Miss Fu, do you mean to confirm that Mr. Fu Jiancheng has already been declared dead?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Siya’s eyes reddened further, and she responded in grief: "Yes..."

"Although it has been three days and the body has not been found, my grandfather was the closest person to me in this lifetime."

"No matter how great the effort, I will still continue to search hard for another week. I hope to find my grandfather’s body and let him rest in peace in his homeland."

Hearing Fu Siya say this, everyone felt even more sympathy for her, and were moved by her filial piety.

The comments flew by, praising Fu Siya for her devotion and encouraging her to stay strong and pull herself together.

Another stood up and asked, "Miss Fu, since Old Mr. Fu has passed away, will you be taking over as the head of the Fu Family’s business empire and become the actual person in charge of the Fu Group?"

"I’ve heard that Old Mr. Fu has always doted on his only grandson, your brother Fu Chen. After this incident, will Young Master Fu join the management tier of the Fu Group?"

This was getting to the crux of the matter.

At this, Fu Siya immediately sat up straight and asserted, "Although my grandfather’s incident was an accident, he had been in poor health before that and had made a duly notarized will in advance."

"In the will, it is clearly stated that if anything happens to him and he’s unable to manage the company, all his shares in the Fu Group will be inherited by me, and I will become the person with the highest decision-making authority in the company."

"Members of the Fu Group’s board of directors are also present at today’s conference. This is a good opportunity for me to show everyone my grandfather’s will."

With that, Fu Siya looked towards the staff near the projector not far below the stage, signaling for the will to be projected onto the big screen.

Seconds later, a will, notarized and bearing Old Mr. Fu’s signature and personal seal, was displayed on the big screen.

The contents were exactly as Fu Siya had just described.

The sight of the will filled Fu Siya with excitement.

She had called this conference today mainly to disclose Old Mr. Fu’s will to the public.

She had already bribed her grandfather’s lawyer, and no one would know that the will was forged by her.

Once the will was made public, her inheritance of all her grandfather’s shares and control of the Fu Group’s affairs would be a sure thing.

The Fu Group is a top-tier enterprise in China with a market value of nearly a hundred billion, and a change of power is a significant event that garners societal attention.

In other words, with the passing of Old Mr. Fu, the 23-year-old Fu Siya was about to take sole control of the entire Fu Group.

Now, Fu Siya had become the wealthiest female entrepreneur in China aside from Meng Lin.

After the will was displayed on the big screen, photographers from all the media outlets snapped photos of it en masse.

Seeing that no one raised any objections to her inheriting the Fu Group and to the will, Fu Siya was very pleased.

Everything was developing smoothly, just as she had imagined.

The Fu Group, Li Muchen, elevation in social status, and external accolades...

She had now obtained everything she wanted, and Fu Siya felt herself floating on air.

However, just at that moment, a girl at the edge of the seating area, dressed in a hoodie, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, stood up and suddenly asked a question.

"Excuse me, I have a question for Miss Fu. Was Old Mr. Fu’s fall overboard really an accident?"

The girl looked up and asked, "It’s said there were no witnesses when Old Mr. Fu fell into the sea. Could his fall be a deliberate murder by someone else?"

As soon as this question was asked, the entire conference hall fell silent for a few seconds.

—Deliberate murder?

What is this journalist talking about??

Fu Siya felt a chill down her spine on stage, having not anticipated such a question from a journalist.

Suppressing her inner panic, she immediately pretended to be offended and asked sharply, "Excuse me, which media outlet are you with, and what do you mean by that question?"