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On the day of the press conference, I donned a professional outfit and headed to New City Technology Park as the Procurement Director of a chemical company. Old Ma had prepared a solid identity and company background for me, even the business cards were printed on high-quality material.
The venue was a five-star hotel, and a considerable amount of money had been spent on the decorations. The hall was illuminated with blue-green lights, adorned with slogans like "Zero Carbon Revolution" and "Green Future." I blended into the crowd, observing my surroundings: big bosses, technicians, government officials—people from all walks of life. It seemed they were casting a wide net this time.
" Manager Xu, you’re here too?" I heard a familiar voice behind me. Turning around, I saw the owner of the chemical factory from the outskirts that had been scammed. My heart tightened—he had seen me during my interview.
Fortunately, Xu only gave me a puzzled glance and didn’t recognize me. Still, I cautiously moved to another part of the crowd. To be honest, seeing Xu at the conference stirred mixed feelings within me. He had already been deceived once yet was still here. This was not just his story; it reflected the plight of countless businesses today.
"Please take your seats; the press conference will begin shortly," a sweet voice announced.
I found an inconspicuous spot to sit down. The lights on stage suddenly dimmed, leaving only a spotlight on center stage. Accompanied by dramatic music, Zheng Mingyuan, the founder of Oasis Environmental, made his entrance.
He clearly knew how to command attention; Zheng wore a meticulously tailored dark blue suit, exuding the aura of a tech mogul with every gesture. However, as he began his speech, I noticed some awkward details: he stumbled over technical terms as if he had memorized his lines; when discussing specific technological details, he always glossed over them lightly.
"...So our latest 'Zero Carbon Conversion System' can not only completely eliminate carbon emissions but also convert carbon dioxide into clean energy!" he proclaimed passionately while dazzling animations played on the large screen behind him.
The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause, but I furrowed my brow. As a journalist who has long covered environmental issues, I knew all too well how difficult such technology was to achieve. Even the world’s leading laboratories could only manage small-scale experiments at this point.
"The starting price is 4.98 million; those who sign today will enjoy a 15% discount," the Sales Director enthusiastically announced. "Everyone should seize this opportunity; at last month's conference in Hangzhou, we signed 12 contracts on-site!"
I noticed several corporate representatives beginning to stir with interest. At that moment, a bespectacled middle-aged man in the front row raised his hand to ask, "Is your company's core technology developed in-house?"
"Of course!" Zheng Mingyuan replied emphatically. "This is the result of three years of dedicated research by our team."
"Then why can't we find it on Nature..."
"I'm sorry, next question." Zheng Mingyuan cleverly interrupted him. I noticed that someone in the audience immediately escorted the questioner out.
During the intermission, I took the opportunity to wander around the venue. Outside the restroom at the end of the hallway, I overheard an unusual conversation.
"Boss, the response on-site is good. Should we raise the price?"
"Not yet." It was Zheng Mingyuan's voice. "Let's get the contracts signed first. Some companies are under a lot of pressure lately; I've checked, and they won't last much longer."
"What if we get exposed..."
"What are you afraid of? By the time we get our money, it will be too late..." The voice trailed off, fading away around the corner.
I splashed cold water on my face with trembling hands in the restroom. My intuition told me that this scheme was bigger than I had imagined. They weren't just selling products; they were harvesting companies on the brink of bankruptcy!
When the press conference ended, I saw at least twenty companies lined up at the signing table. Xu, the General Manager, was among them, hesitating with a contract in hand. I wanted so badly to stop him, but doing so would only alert them.
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