Chapter 70: Sir’s Great Righteousness

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Sir’s Great Righteousness

[This man tricked us! We were treated like absolute fools and even pressured Miss Innocent, who’s such a good person! I feel like such a piece of trash!]

[Our area isn’t wealthy to begin with. Every household only has the elderly left at home, and some of their children are entirely unfilial. Despite their advanced age, they drag their time-bent backs to toil in the fields. I applied on behalf of these old folks, and the first round has already passed! Thank you so much, Miss Innocent!]

[Because we had no money, my dad only stayed in the sterile room for seven days. When we took him home, the doctor gave us two choices: leave the breathing tube in and let him suffer, with the best outcome being a vegetative state, or remove it and let him go without pain. I was the one who pulled the tube. I was sixteen that year, and my dad was forty.]

[I’m thirty-three now, but I look like I’m in my fifties. My wife went to the hospital for a check-up and found out she was in the terminal stage. The treatment cost 120,000 yuan in the first month alone. I thought about it all night and asked my wife to give up. I had asked the doctor at the time, and it was incurable. The whole family was burning money for her. If she passed, what would happen to our family? The kids were still young, and both sets of parents were in poor health, needing medicine and money every day. We still had to pay off our mortgage and car loans. In the end, my wife also chose not to receive treatment. She passed away at thirty-one. How I wish this foundation existed back then!]

[An old man hauled a cart of watermelons to sell, but the cart overturned on the road, and the whole load was smashed. The old man quietly picked up a watermelon from the ground, leaned against the fence to eat it, and then jumped right off the ledge after he finished.]

[Money flows to those who don’t lack it, and suffering flows to those who are already miserable.]

[The hardest disease to cure in this world is poverty.]

[That’s how it is when you have no money; you can’t blame anyone.]

[Some people work desperately and stay up late just to buy a house in a first-tier city, only to suffer sudden cardiac arrest. They couldn’t be saved, their lives stopping at the beautiful age of thirty-two.]

[A few coins of silver can indeed crush a person’s shoulders.]

[Lacking money for surgery, a man endured the pain and sawed off his right leg himself. Without anesthesia, he shattered four of his molars from clenching his jaw.]

[Until his dying breath, Xiangzi believed he couldn’t afford a rickshaw because he didn’t work hard enough.]

[My own life is a complete mess, yet I can’t bear to see the suffering in this world... [Crying][Crying][Crying]]

[My dad bought a farming machine online for 30,000 yuan with borrowed money. As a result, the machine leaked oil the first time he used it, and he only plowed two acres in a whole afternoon. When he went to get a refund, they refused to give his money back. [Crying]]

[Hearing Miss Innocent’s words, I truly feel that she is a person of great righteousness!]

[A person of great righteousness!]

The livestream was filled with people whose lives were already a chaotic mess. They simply hadn’t wanted to voice it out loud, but once someone spoke up, it resonated with countless others.

Besides, in their eyes, Rian Sinclair’s actions were no different from just throwing money away. What else did she gain besides a good reputation? She was tossing out billions upon billions, only to receive a "you’re a great person" in return. In a situation where the input and output were so vastly unequal, who on earth would be willing to do such a thing?

Although the government also worked hard to alleviate the burden on these groups, it was far from enough to save everyone. The title of "philanthropist" was often just a gilded badge used by companies, who only chose to help those who benefited their public image. She could have spent all this money living a life of luxury, traveling the world, and living an enviable existence. Instead, she gave it unconditionally to these people whose lives were falling apart.

Yet, without knowing the whole truth, the internet had pointed its sharp blades at her.

[I’m sorry. At first, I immediately assumed it was your fault. Because there are so few genuinely good people in this society, when that man cried and complained, we ordinary folks jumped to conclusions.]

[I haven’t known Miss Innocent for long. I basically became her fan because she was tipping so many streamers and seemed incredibly wealthy. But I’ve watched the content she posts, and I genuinely feel that she is doing charity with all her heart, asking for nothing in return. I tried hard to speak up for her, but I only got cursed at and accused of being in cahoots with the rich.]

Many viewers in the chat were sharing their own situations, while others apologized, but they could no longer hear Rian’s voice.

After explaining the situation, Rian had disconnected her microphone. The chat scrolled rapidly with a mix of truths and falsehoods, but she paid it no more mind. The foundation’s internal system would thoroughly evaluate whether their claims were authentic.

"Quentin, this man slandered the foundation and defamed me. Let him wait to receive a lawyer’s letter," Rian said in a steady voice. She would not tolerate this kind of person.

"No problem, Miss. I have already contacted the lawyers. They will ensure a satisfactory resolution." He had already started making arrangements the moment she gave the instruction.

"Make sure his personal information and face are blurred out in any public posts." This was to ensure the other party couldn’t use invasion of privacy or portrait rights against them.

"Understood, Miss. The law firm retained by our group has already issued a statement. Would you like to take a look?" Rian didn’t expect the legal team Quentin hired to be so efficient.

After receiving the user’s name, she searched for it on Sharkstream and found a public statement tagging the man.

[Statement regarding the defamation against me by user XX and various netizens: The claims spread in the video and the malicious defamation and attacks directed at me in the comment section are entirely false.]

[We demand that the user XX and the involved netizens delete all verbal attacks within one hour. Furthermore, they must issue an apology for inciting public outrage without verification, which led to me being verbally attacked. Otherwise, I reserve the right to pursue full legal action against the individual who posted the video.]

[Additionally: If anyone continues to repost this false content, it will constitute a serious infringement on my personal rights as a citizen, including the right to reputation. I will hold all perpetrators legally responsible. Please be informed.]

(Ian writes this to remind readers that spreading rumors is against the law. We must remain rational when encountering rumors online and refuse to follow the herd blindly!)

Seeing the statement, Rian gave it a satisfied ’like’. Since the video had hit the trending page, many people were undoubtedly rushing to repost and judge the situation. Before the clarification, the internet had been a sea of blind insults.

The legal team Quentin Sinclair hired was indeed top-tier. Their account had ten million followers, and the lead attorney was the highly renowned Mr. Sam Miller.

Rian then left a comment under the firm’s video: [Raise their salaries.]

The staff at Sam Miller’s Law Firm, who were still monitoring the video, cheered wildly when they saw her comment.

"The boss is so cool! The way she showers us with money really captures my heart!"

"I love the big boss! She doesn’t talk to me about dreams; she only talks about money!"

"With such a great boss, I will definitely work hard! I guarantee our firm will maintain a flawless winning streak!"

"Say no more! Whoever dares to slander the boss, I’ll be the first to step up. Guys, grab your weapons! Let’s get him!"

Although the firm had issued a stern statement, some stubborn netizens simply refused to believe it. They clung to the drama to gain clout, paving the way for their own future livestream sales.

One hour later, the law firm began taking screenshots to gather legal evidence against the netizens who had not yet deleted their verbal attacks and false comments.

Inside a rental apartment in a certain city, a man sat at his computer. His massive, obese frame caused his chair to groan and wobble, making it look as though it might fall apart at any moment. His short, pudgy fingers tapped frantically across the keyboard.