Corporate Conquests for Canine Comfort
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In a fluid motion that sent the onlookers into a panic, screams filled the room and legs trembled uncontrollably. Sheng Jian had lost his temper and it was terrifying.
The tall, thin reporter's face twisted in pain, tears streaming down his face.
Before Sheng Jian's assistant could intervene again, the thin reporter quickly confessed, "Someone paid me fifty thousand to ask a few questions. They said that once it was done, Mr. Sheng would pay ten million to bury these scandals. I thought I could get rich overnight. I'm sorry, I got greedy. Please, Mr. Sheng, forgive me. I didn't mean it."
"Who put you up to this?" Sheng Jian asked.
"It was that old hag," the reporter said, pointing to Mrs. Rong Sr. nearby.
But before the reporter could finish, Sheng Jian kicked him aside. Sheng Jian's assistant stepped forward and, without a word, dislocated the reporter's arm.
"It's Wang Qing, Miss Rong's stepmother!" The reporter yelled.