Chapter 34 Lucky Mutual Aid Club (26)
After hearing President Oiwa’s astonishing speech, everyone fell into a daze, looking around and expressing doubts. The entire venue trembled slightly because of the noisy voices. However, with the security personnel maintaining the situation, there was no major commotion.
"Everyone! Everyone listen to me!" President Oiwa said hurriedly: "Maybe this is a bit alarmist. At least there are no problems in the accounts on the bright side, but why should I still accuse him? It’s because I found that the amount of money donated was far more than what was stated in the account! Some of the money just disappeared out of thin air! And guess what, who is managing this money? That’s right, because of trust? , all the accounts of Lucky Mutual Aid Association since its establishment have been managed by Matsui Ryoji! So the only truth is that he took advantage of our trust and embezzled all of our property for his own benefit, and we are still thanking him! , Praise him! This is betrayal, naked betrayal! "Chairman Oiwa! Is this really the case? Mr. Matsui... he will not do this." A member who has a good relationship with Matsui. Shouted: "Is there any misunderstanding here? Mr. Matsui, please come up and explain it quickly!"
Oiwa glanced at the audience and found that Matsui had no intention of coming up to grab the microphone, so he continued: "Regarding this issue, I think there is no misunderstanding. I guarantee it with my personal reputation. And what I do is entirely for the common benefit of everyone. Lucky Mutual Aid Association is a harmonious family, and I will not allow anyone to destroy it. So, Mr. Matsui, do you have anything to say?”
President Oiwa's reputation was very high. After he made his solemn promise, the crowd became furious and many people began to roar.
"Matsui! You are a guy with a hidden smile, I have long seen that you are not a good person!"
"Hey, stop standing there and say a few words."
"Traitor! President Oiwa trusts you so much, and we trust you so much!"
"I can't believe that Mr. Matsui is actually such a person."
"I've long disliked this man in a suit!"
"You're finished, Matsui! Even Jesus can't protect you! I said so!"
Amidst the cheers, Oiwa Kai The leader seemed to hear a familiar voice, but couldn't remember who it was. Only Inuyama Heita looked over there speechlessly.
"Since...everyone wants me to explain, then I'd rather be respectful than obey." Matsui's expression was very calm. He slowly took steps, stepped onto the stage from the audience, and walked to the Oiwa Meeting Next to the director, he held another microphone in his hand and said: "I didn't expect that things I want to apologize to everyone for causing such trouble."
The members in the audience did not buy it and cursed: "Isn't it too late to apologize now? ? You bastard who embezzled charity money will definitely be punished by God!"
"President, may I speak?" Matsui asked politely.
"Please." President Oiwa nodded. He wanted to see how Matsui could fight back. Matsui was indeed safe by staying behind the scenes. Even if he was hit by an external attack, the damage would not be concentrated on him. body, but who would have thought that the attack would come from him—the president of the mutual aid association? The advantage of being a puppet at the front desk is that he has enough reputation to overwhelm the other party. No matter what the other party says, he can use his own prestige to refute it and let the fanatical members attack it. Allowing the other party to speak now is not for the sake of grace, but just to maintain his image as a gentleman.
"Well, I'm sorry." Matsui faced the audience and said, "The apology I just said was not about the so-called embezzlement of charity money, but something else."
“What are you going to say?”
“If you have any excuses, just say it!”
"Traitor! Traitor!"
"Zinima, return the money! Are you worthy of us? Return the money!"
Matsui said expressionlessly: "What I want to say is a The truth, the truth that has deceived everyone for a year, is that... President Oiwa is actually not President Oiwa at all. His real name is Harada Taro. He is a squatter who has lived at home for thirty years, and is not a business elite. , university professor.”
The audience was in an uproar. They simply couldn’t stand Matsui’s slander against the beloved President Oiwa. All kinds of abuses came one after another. Only a few people were surprised and seemed to be thinking about this. The truth of the matter.
Matsui said: "You don't seem to believe it? It's no wonder. Harada's appearance is indeed very confusing, because this is the image I designed for him. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate. Those The positions at the university and the names of the companies are all false. There is no actual address or position at all. As long as you go to the field to investigate in person, you will know whether what I said is a lie. You can even go to Harada's house with the photo. Ask around, I believe there are many people there who know about his family.”
"Impossible! This is not true!"
"Slander! Absolutely slander!"
"President Oiwa, please tell us, this bastard Matsui made this up Guy." "Okay! Good job! Louder!”
President Oiwa... No, it’s Harada Taro now. After hearing Matsui’s exposure, his heart beat faster, but that’s all. , this cannot be his Achilles heel. He picked up the microphone and said: "...Although it is a bit hard to say, I can only tell everyone that what he just said is not wrong. My name is indeed not Oiwa Satoru, but Harada Taro."
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly burst into mourning, and some people even fainted. However, Matsui looked at Harada, a little surprised.
"You have grown up...old guy." Matsui raised his eyebrows and thought to himself.
Taro Harada said in a deep voice full of emotion: "I once encountered a major change in my life and escaped at home for thirty years, which put a heavy burden on my parents. I am unfilial. Son. Like you, I was once a loser, a person who was plagued by bad luck and couldn't extricate myself from the quagmire. But I still came out and awakened some insignificant talents, so I vowed to do it in the future. I want to help other people who are as unfortunate as me and help them get out of the quagmire of life... No one believes what a waste who has stayed at home for thirty years says, so I forged this identity. I am very sorry for this. , please forgive me."
As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the audience.
After the brief shock, many people came to their senses.
"President Oiwa... No, President Harada, it turns out you are just like us..." Many members' eyes were moist. It turns out that the president is just like them, a poor man who has been played by fate. , rather than a more superior god! Such a president feels closer to them.
A fanatical member stood up and shouted: "President, no matter you are Oiwa or Harada, you will always be our president! Ahhhh!!! President!!!"
"President..."
"President, you have done nothing wrong and there is no need to apologize at all! You have helped us, which is an undeniable fact!"
"President, we love you!"
"President! President! President! President! President..." Countless voices gradually converged into two words, which resounded throughout the venue.
With tears in his eyes, Harada Taro choked up and said: "Thank you...Thank you for your trust! Thank you very much!"
After saying these words, he glanced at Matsui, with pride in his eyes With a look on his face, he thought to himself: "Bastard Matsui, even the poisonous trick of exposing my boss was successfully overcome by me. You have no other means, right? Oh, yes, there is also that trick... Haha, but I am no longer harmful. If you are afraid of them, just come here. I said, I will give you a surprise. These idiots will choose to believe me, the puppet, instead of you, the mastermind behind the scenes. You really deserve it!"
However, Matsui! It was not as hysterical as he imagined, but he coughed and said through the microphone: "Ahem, um, please be quiet, I have another news to tell you."
"What's there to say now?"
"Just wait for death! I'm going to call the police and put you in jail!"
"Pay back the money! Pay back the money, you bastard! "
"Refund the ticket!"
Ignoring those people, Matsui turned up the volume of the microphone and said slowly: "Although I am sorry for doing this, President, I What I have to say is - Taro Harada, he is actually...a psychopath."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.
“Wow! Wonderful!” Qian Xiaoyi applauded and praised, and sipped Coke to moisten his throat.
(End of this chapter)