The Urban Dao Child. Chapter 175
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Yang Dao came back to the Dao Courtyard. He had been thinking about what to do about this situation on the way. The solution he came up with surprised him as well, but thinking of the results. The boy could not help but chuckle.
He parked the car the whole trip did not take any longer than an hour. The boy entered the house and saw that Laohu Bai was walking to and fro in the living room. When she found Yang Dao walking over with a smile on his drowsy face she asked, "Is everything alright?"
The boy said, "Baibai, let us have some fun later. Some stubborn people will bend this time." with that said the boy entered his room to freshen up. Laohu Bai did not know what he was going to do but this time, she had a bad premonition in her heart.
The boy came out after half an hour and he wore a plain outfit and said to Lauhu bai, "Come let us go. I have an interview to attend."
Laohu Bai was surprised to see that Yang Dao wanted to go out to attend an interview in such a casual outfit. The two people came out of the house. The two drove a military jeep to the TV station of a channel called Jewel Prime. This was the biggest news channel in the nation.
Biggest in the terms of reach. Even in the remote area of the country this channel was watched and had an office. This was what Yang Dao needed. Reach, a coverage so vast that the hidden snakes will get his message loud and clear.
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The two people were welcomed by an editor-in-chief himself. He was going to take the interview in person, after all the guy was the youngest Business Tycoon and the younger brother of Feng Yun.
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After an hour the two people sat across each other between them laid a table covered with some papers and a remote. The editor-in-chief was a senior reporter, appearing to be in his late fifties but he was not sluggish at all.
The man spoke, "Hello viewers, good afternoon to you all. Welcome to Heart-to-heart. Today, the person, who graced our channel with his presence is the youngest business tycoon, a recruited soldier, a literary genius, and also a stunning sportsman. As for his recent adventures, he can be called a genius. I give you, Mr. Feng Yang Dao. President Dao Technologies and co-developer of the new darling of the Jewel Nation, Robo-Aid."
An artificial applauding sound echoed on the Television units. Yang Dao was brought into the frame. The old man said, "Welcome to our show, Mr. Feng."
Yang Dao smiled and said, "Thank you very much for having me here, Mr. Nicholson. Also, everyone who is watching this, please do not believe the great titles this gentleman gave me earlier. I am not worthy."
The old man said, "Too much modesty is often seen as arrogance, Mr. Feng."
Yang Dao nodded and said, "What you said is correct, but I still have a long way to go and I should not treat myself as a genius."
"Indeed, extraordinary. So, Mr. Feng, firstly, congratulation on the big hit of your recent products. Marvelous creations, I must say. How do you feel when you find people using your products?" asked Mr. Nicholson.
The sunny smile on Yang Dao's face vanished. He fell silent for a few seconds and said, "Sir, I grew up in an orphanage before my sister took me in. I grew up watching how people struggled in their day-to-day life. Pushing themselves to the limit even if it was just a tiny bit. Today when I see such hard-working and genuine people losing the tiny bit they had because of my products I feel bad.
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Yesterday night when Robo-Aid was delivered, a lot of people, who made a living by cleaning other people's lives, lost their jobs. It has pained me greatly to see them suffer more than they deserve."
Laohu Bai sitting beside the cameraman almost did not believe that it was the guy who was chatting and laughing on the way here. She was shocked to see his acting skills.
Editor-in-chief Nicholson was interested in this, the one who said such an empathetic thing was a growing businessman and a teenager. He said, "Something good always brings along something bad in the retrospect. What can we do?"
Yang dao replied, "We can do things to fix the side effects and improvise. Only by continuous improvisation can the world be a better place."
Nicholson asked, "What can you do about the unemployment?"
Yang Dao said, "What the people need is food, shelter, and better education. So when we were developing Robo-Aid, we also developed an institution we call, Helping Hand. This organization was to be funded by the profit the company made after selling Robo-Aid. The aim was to provide the poor with food, shelter, and help them with a better education."
Nicholson asked, "Then where is this organization now? The poor can definitely use this at the moment."
The people outside who were watching the telecast were very eager to listen to Yang Dao. Especially the ones who suffered after the sales of Robo-Aid.
The boy replied while he shook his head, "I apologize, but at this moment, the Helping Hand project lies on the table of a governmental official, who refused to sign the permission. The reason they gave us was that this organization was in direct conflict with the governmental system of the country."
His words immediately set fire to the dry woods. The netizens went crazy with such a big gossip material. They never thought that such a thing can happen. You know, Jewel Nation had a practical execution system to judge and vote who should be the leader of the country and the same was effective for the officials.
This statement kicked off a storm.
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At this moment the prime minister 0of the country was also listening to the interview while he enjoyed a cup of tea in his few minutes break. The guy spewed out the tea like a shower as soon as he heard this. He smiled bitterly. He mumbled, "Elder Atsuji was correct. This kid was anything but simple. Using the masses to teach the stubborn ones. Well, it is good, but it is time that I meet him in person as well."
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