Zhou Hao didn't know much about the Hong Kong entertainment industry. He had never heard of Liang Chengping before, and he didn't know that there was a creepy term in the Hong Kong entertainment industry called "killing by words". Verbal criticism can really kill people. This was beyond Zhou Hao's understanding.

Just when the media were excited about Liang Chengping's appearance, a thin middle-aged man in a white suit ran towards the stage in an exaggerated and cheerful manner and stood next to Jia Wenyin. His dress, posture and expression were all very exaggerated. This man was Liang Chengping.

Liang Chengping ran onto the stage and snapped his fingers towards the backstage. An etiquette lady came out holding a large check template and handed the check to Liang Chengping. Liang Chengping held the check in both hands, first glanced at Zhang Guorong in the audience, then looked at Jia Wenyin and smiled mysteriously.

Jia Wenyin was embarrassed but also cautious. She wanted to quickly turn the page on him, so she said into the microphone: "Thank you very much, Mr. Liang, for your support of our Seedling Fund. On behalf of all the staff of the Seedling Fund and all the children who have received assistance, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."

After saying that, Jia Wenyin bowed slightly to Liang Chengping. Liang Chengping laughed, held the huge check above his head and shook it for a long time before handing it to Jia Wenyin.

According to the procedure, after receiving the check, Jia Wenyin had to hand the microphone to the donor and let him say a few words. But now Jia Wenyin didn't want to hand the microphone to Liang Chengping. She held the microphone tightly in her hand, took the check, and said to the microphone: "Okay, thank you Mr. Liang, next we have..."

Before she finished her words, Liang Chengping took advantage of the moment when she was holding the huge check and suddenly reached out to grab the microphone. Before Jia Wenyin could react, he held the microphone, looked at Zhang Guorong, and said with an exaggerated smile: "Oh, lsl! Brother! I didn't expect you to come too!"

Jia Wenyin reached out to take back the microphone, but she was much shorter than Liang Chengping. Liang Chengping took two quick steps forward and walked to the edge of the stage. When he was very close to Zhang Guorong, he said exaggeratedly and jokingly, "Oh, my good brother! I've been wanting to see you lately, but I haven't had the chance. A few days ago, my paparazzi from Hong Kong Entertainment seemed to have discovered that your boyfriend, Mr. Tang Something, was cheating on you, but they didn't take pictures of them cheating in time. It is said that the little gay is very young, much more tender than your brother!"

When Liang Chengping said this, everyone in the room was shocked. They didn't expect Liang Chengping to be so outspoken. The newspapers and magazines under his control have been making a big fuss about Mr. Tang's cheating recently, but no one expected him to say it in such an occasion. This is really unethical. Anyone with a discerning eye can see what he is up to.

Although the charity gala tonight was not large, at least there were several first-line stars. There were also many reporters. Liang Chengping's public provocation of Zhang Guorong was definitely a hot news in the eyes of those reporters. Needless to say, it would be reported extensively tomorrow. Liang Chengping no longer cared about his reputation. What he cared about was his interests. Humiliating Zhang Guorong in public not only relieved him, but also dealt a heavy blow to Zhang Guorong and gave his newspapers and magazines free advertising. Besides, the law could not do anything about the insinuations he made, and Zhang Guorong could not do anything to him.

Even Zhang Guorong had not expected Liang Chengping to be so excessive. She was so angry that she clenched her fists and veins popped out, but she kept suppressing herself and not losing control in public.

In this situation, Zhang Guorong knew that she was in a passive position. Her sexual orientation had long been exposed by these unscrupulous media, and homosexuality was not yet recognized. If she lost control of her emotions today because of Liang Chengping's provocation, she would probably be written about in the news tomorrow.

Chen Qi reached out and gently held Zhang Guorong's wrist, constantly comforting him. Liang Chengping on the stage had already made a shocking move, but he was not satisfied. He chuckled and said, "Brother, my men told me that the gay guy Mr. Tang found has HIV. As a gay, you must know that HIV is a disease that spreads very quickly. You must be careful!"

There was an uproar.

No one knows why Liang Chengping is so vicious.

But Zhou Hao understood that Liang Chengping was killing people. Since he was a gossip tycoon and controlled half of the paparazzi in Hong Kong, he must have known that Zhang Guorong had depression, and it was very serious. Attacking him at this time was not a simple personal attack, it was murder.

Before his death in his previous life, Zhang Guorong had been suffering from the torture of unscrupulous media. The distortion and slander of the unscrupulous media greatly increased his psychological burden and depression. The reason why he committed suicide was also related to the crazy smearing of the unscrupulous media. These media had evil intentions and were blinded by greed. They had no morals at all and were simply insane!

At this time, not only most people present were angry, but Zhou Hao was also angry.

However, Liang Chengping had no intention of stopping. He cleared his throat and wanted to speak. At this time, the sound engineer reacted and turned off the microphone on the mixing console.

Liang Chengping spoke a few words into the microphone and found no sound. He snorted and laughed, threw the microphone away, pointed at Zhang Guorong and shouted: "Brother, I'm leaving. You must keep yourself clean and don't let everyone down!"

The furious Jia Wenyin had already ordered several security guards to come over and pull Liang Chengping off the stage. Liang Chengping said arrogantly: "Don't come over here, I'll go down by myself. If anyone touches me, I'll kill him!"

As he spoke, Liang Chengping straightened his suit and walked down from the stage with a swagger.

At this time, Zhang Guorong's face was ashen, and it was obvious that he was suffering great humiliation.

Zhou Hao really couldn't bear it anymore. With Liang Chengping's fuss today and major newspapers reporting on it tomorrow, the overwhelming news would push Zhang Guorong to the forefront. From now on, every negative news about him would be the straw that broke the camel's back. If no one came to his rescue, I'm afraid that before April next year, the last straw would completely crush him and the tragedy would repeat itself.

Zhou Hao suddenly stood up and strode onto the stage. He picked up the microphone that Liang Chengping had thrown on the ground and said to Jia Wenyin, "President Jia, please ask the sound engineer to turn on the microphone."

Jia Wenyin didn't know what Zhou Hao was going to do when he rushed up, but the scene was already very chaotic. Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Guorong and Liang Chengping, who walked off the stage with an arrogant look on his face.

At this time, I need an eye-catching point that can divert their attention. I don’t know what to do and can only trust Zhou Hao.

Jia Wenyin immediately asked the sound engineer to turn on the microphone again. Zhou Hao knocked on the microphone, and after hearing the sound, he immediately coughed loudly into the microphone, which scared everyone and drew everyone's attention to himself.

Then, Zhou Hao took the microphone and said with a smile: "Mr. Liang is really interesting. To be honest, this is the third time I have met Mr. Liang. Every time I see him, I think he looks amazing and has an extraordinary temperament. But Mr. Liang is a noble man who forgets things easily. Maybe he doesn't remember me?"

Liang Chengping heard someone talking about him, turned his head and frowned at Zhou Hao. He didn't know this person, so why did he say this was the third time he saw him? When had he met him before?

At this time, Zhou Hao smiled and said, "The first time I met Mr. Liang was at the entrance of a gay bar where foreigners gathered on Bowl Lane. That day, Mr. Liang came out of the gay bar in the middle of the night with three black men over 1.9 meters tall. Someone also told me that he saw Mr. Liang being fucked by these three black men in the back door in the park in the early morning. Mr. Liang was very happy and kept shouting, but it was too dark, so I couldn't take pictures of them messing around. What a pity."

Liang Chengping was furious when he heard this, and he pointed at Zhou Hao and cursed: "I'll fuck your mother, and you dare to make up stories about me?"

But he didn't have a microphone, and his voice was so soft that Zhou Hao couldn't hear it at all.

Zhou Hao ignored him and continued, "The second time I saw Mr. Liang was at Elizabeth Hospital. It was also at night. I had a headache and fever and went to the emergency room to get medicine. Mr. Liang was accompanied by two strong white men, holding his buttocks and going to the emergency room. The doctor on duty said that Mr. Liang had too much fun. He was transferred to the emergency room that night and lay on the bed for a week. If Mr. Liang's two foreign boyfriends hadn't stopped him, I would have taken a picture of him at that time."

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