章節 206: Chapter 206: Huang Yulang is Terrified
Morning came.
Because it involved his own interests, Huang Yulang closely monitored *Fengyun Daily*'s news reports and the latest changes in public opinion, hoping to find a way to extricate himself and mitigate the massive wave of trouble.
To this end, he even had his own newspaper, *Shengbao*, with a daily circulation of 50,000 copies, defend *Dragon Tiger Gate*. He wrote extensively about the positive changes *Dragon Tiger Gate* made to align with government policies, and so on.
In addition, he used every means at his disposal, calling friends in the industry to ask them to support him, or at least not to join *Fengyun Daily* in criticizing *Dragon Tiger Gate*.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Only a few agreed not to criticize him, while other newspapers remained ambiguous, leaving Huang Yulang greatly disheartened.
Last night, Huang Yulang tossed and turned, unable to sleep. This morning, he got up early, almost waiting by the newsstand. When the latest issue of *Fengyun Daily* was released, he immediately bought a copy to read.
He was dismayed to see that *Fengyun Daily*'s attack was even fiercer than the previous day. The newspaper had published several articles condemning the harm of bloody violence and SQ comics, especially targeting *Dragon Tiger Gate* as a prime example. They included multiple cases from parents whose children, due to their obsession with *Dragon Tiger Gate*, had changed drastically and gone down the wrong path, delivering a heavy blow to *Dragon Tiger Gate*.
"Damn it! They're trying to pin the blame for the youth gangs of Hong Kong on me! This burden will crush me! Bastard! I curse your ancestors!"
He couldn't bear this burden!
As Huang Yulang's expression grew worse, he swore and fumed, trembling all over. Whether his trembling was from anger or fear was unclear.
Huang Yulang's unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of passersby. Many thought he was insane, but some recognized him as Huang Yulang, the creator of *Dragon Tiger Gate*. They informed those around them, and many started pointing fingers at him.
"You scoundrel! Your comic made my grandson drop out of school and join a gang, and then he got killed! You owe me my grandson's life! You need to pay for my grandson's death!"
An elderly woman with a vegetable basket, heading to sell her produce, overheard the conversation and stopped to ask. Upon learning that it was Huang Yulang, and recalling the previous day's discussion about the harm of violent comics, she remembered her grandson who had tragically died on the street. Overwhelmed by grief, she ran toward Huang Yulang with a pole, crying out as she went.
Seeing the pole coming toward him, Huang Yulang panicked and dodged. Seeing the crowd pointing and whispering, his face turned red with embarrassment. Without thinking, he grabbed a newspaper and fled.
"Don't run, you scoundrel! Return my grandson's life…"
...
*Click… click…*
The sound of several photos being taken could be heard as a passing reporter captured the scene.
"Hey, luck is truly on my side! On my way to work this morning, I stumbled upon this huge news! Huang Yulang's comic caused the death of a vegetable seller's grandson, and now he's being chased! This is explosive news! I'm so glad I brought my camera home yesterday. I need to ask the editor for a reward…"
"Right, I need to hurry and interview the vegetable seller to get all the details. The more explosive, the better!"
With that thought, the reporter rushed to the vegetable seller, who was still sobbing. He put on a friendly smile and gently asked, "Ma'am, I'm a reporter from *…* newspaper. I heard Huang Yulang caused your grandson's death. I'd like to expose him. May I interview you?"
"Sure, you must expose this scoundrel! He's a murderer, killing my good grandson. Let me tell you, my Ah Hua was smart and well-behaved since childhood…"
The vegetable seller began recounting her story to the reporter.
The reporter quickly took notes, feeling very pleased.
Huang Yulang, back at his own company, was gasping for breath but couldn't focus on that. He hurriedly pulled out *Fengyun Daily* to read, his face growing whiter with every page.
Finally, he read the call from *Fengyun Daily* urging the Hong Kong government to regulate the comic industry, purify the youth environment, and eliminate violent and SQ comics. It also listed a series of actionable measures.
"It's over, it's over! Xia Yu is such a bastard. He's trying to hit me with a fatal blow. Damn it, he's so vicious…"
Huang Yulang's lips trembled with anger as he cursed.
"Smash!"
In his rage, he grabbed a teacup from his desk and threw it against the wall, but his anger was not appeased.
Besides being furious, he was more afraid. He feared another government crackdown on the Hong Kong comic industry.
The last crackdown was due to issues across the industry. Although *Dragon Tiger Gate* was at the forefront, there were no other opponents except the government. He had to accept the reality and make the necessary adjustments without issue.
But this time, with Xia Yu watching closely and the issue causing a public uproar, Huang Yulang, with his years of experience in running newspapers, knew it wouldn't be dealt with lightly. The government might take action again.
With the government pressing from the front and Xia Yu taking every opportunity to attack from behind, the crisis facing *Dragon Tiger Gate* would be far worse than the last time.
Suddenly, he recalled the disturbing events from the morning. His face turned dark as he spotted another reporter nearby. His heart sank. If the reporter had indeed captured his distress, it would be widely reported, adding to his serious troubles.
Involving elderly people and the death of her grandson, if the blame fell on him, he would be even more vilified!
The more he thought about it, the more anxious Huang Yulang became, overwhelmed by pessimism about the uncertain future.
At that moment, a commotion outside the company reached his office, adding to his already agitated state.
"Bang!"
Just then, the office door was pushed open, and an employee, looking panicked, rushed in. Breathlessly, he said to Huang Yulang, "Boss, there are many reporters outside wanting to interview you. We can't stop them; there are too many, and they're almost storming into the company. What should we do?"
Hearing the employee's report, Huang Yulang's face turned ashen, looking like he had lost his mother. He stared intently at the employee, making him turn pale.
"Don't let them in! Chase them out! If necessary, call the police and report them for disrupting the operation of a private company. Hurry…"
After shouting at the employee and sending him away, Huang Yulang slumped onto a chair, his gaze once again falling on *Fengyun Daily* on his desk. His face showed regret as he muttered, "I should have known better than to provoke him. I regret it deeply…"
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