Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Empress is Incredibly Cool! Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Empress is Incredibly Cool! What is called madness!
This is it!
What is called pride!
This is it!!!
What is called arrogance!
This is it!!!
Xia Weibao’s rampant attitude had angered all the reporters present.
No artist had ever dared to provoke the press, and even the most arrogant film emperor in the entertainnt industry, Han Luoqi, simply disregarded reporters, never daring to openly threaten them.
The dia’s pen can topple truths and falsities, black and white.
No one wants to be sared by the press; after all, a scandal often proves to be fatal.
Therefore, many artists would secretly buy off the dia to beautify their images.
But Xia Weibao’s attitude today had evidently inflad the already self-inflated reporters.
The fury of the crowd!
“Xia Weibao, you dare to threaten the dia, aren’t you afraid we will paint you black!”
The reporters at the scene originally thought that under their threats, Xia Weibao would obediently apologize.
After all, that’s what other stars had done before.
So, they were all triumphant.
Hmph, the understanding ones would apologize humbly; otherwise, we won’t stop until we’ve completely tarnished your reputation!
We’ll make it impossible for you to survive in the entertainnt industry!
Yet, to their surprise, Xia Weibao let out a low chuckle, slowly lifting her head, her eyes disdainful and supre!
At that mont, everyone was stunned.
So people, when they get wild, not only fail to repel others but instead seem absolutely justified!
It was as if she was born to be wild; she was ant to stand above all, like a Monarch in anger, commanding inherent respect!
All she did was blink amusingly, “Blacken my na? How do you want to sar ? With hype, plastic surgery, being a Mistress, bribery, acting like a diva, or sleeping my way to the top? Or perhaps saying I do drugs and visit prostitutes?”
Xia Weibao had lived through all the sars, legitimate or not; how else could they blacken her na?
She was now like soone covered in lice; she no longer worried about the itch!
Dammit, without showing authority, they really think I’m a sick cat, huh!
Keep blabbering nonsense in front of , and I’ll kick every single one of you to feed the sharks in the Pacific Ocean!
The reporters’ faces contorted, “We can write that you consider no one, threatening reporters?”
“Hahaha…”
Xia Weibao’s smile was wild, her eyes full of contempt, “Threaten? No, no, no, you’ve got it all wrong. I’m not threatening you; I’m warning you.”
As she spoke, she picked up two sturdy n groaning in pain from the ground and hurled them towards the reporters in front.
This caused the reporters to retreat in fear.
Is this even a woman!
The brawny n with huge builds, surely their muscles weigh at least 200 pounds, right?
She just tossed them as if they were eggs!
Such a formidable woman would definitely never get married!
The reporters were trembling, yet still unwilling to concede, “You want to hit us now? Xia Weibao, if you dare to lay a hand on us, we will absolutely ruin you today!”
Xia Weibao blinked, looking sowhat innocent, “Go ahead, keep saring my na, you think hitting a reporter is more explosive than being a Mistress? More explosive than doing drugs and promiscuity? More explosive than bribing judges and sleeping with directors?
Dammit! I’m already covered in shit, so what’s one more sar?
What about hitting a reporter, I’ve done it before, have you forgotten the rotten eggs?
I, Xia Weibao, can’t be bullied by just anyone. Let make myself clear; anyone who dares ss with will pay back a hundredfold!
I despise you journalists who pretend to champion justice while blatantly committing violence!
So full of yourselves, considering no one, standing on a moral high ground and thinking you can judge the life or death of others, is that it? Countless artists’ careers have been ruined due to your sars, and how many individuals have succumbed to unjust pressure and even died wronged because of your twisted journalism.
Does it not pain your conscience to see those innocent victims suffer?
Society entrusted you journalists with a pen to report the truth, to spread positive energy, not to satisfy your own dirty, ugly desires!
The tool in your hand is a pen, not a knife to kill people!
Instead of blabbering here, you’d better reflect on what the basic principles of a journalist are, instead of unwittingly playing the executioner while thinking yourselves as incarnations of justice!”
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