880 Drop the News Bomb on Them

The day had turned into dusk and the journalists who had been squatting outside of Paradise Manor looked listlessly as they glanced at the imposing gate. Peddlers were also seen pushing their three-wheelers, shouting the kind of meals they sold loudly, and yet, the journalists didn't have much desire to grab any food even though the rumbling of hunger growled from their stomachs.

For media people like them, having no scoop to publish was simply endless torture.

"All the friends from the media, I've just received a notice to invite you all to the East Expanse Square in the Manor. We also have prepared dinner for you and there will be an important issue announced to everyone," Jin Shi strode out of the gate of the Manor before looking around at the thousands of journalists outside.

"Important issue? Is it a scoop?"

"God! The Grand Fortune Jewelry is going to disclose some news?"