Outside the main gate of Dijing, after meeting Qin Yuji and hearing what she had said, the majority of the reporters turned and left, then began trying every way to get the phone number of Qin Yuji's secretary to schedule a meeting.
However, there were still a few who stubbornly waited outside the gate, attempting to surround and intercept.
Chi Zhenghong, with a look of indignation, stood up and rushed out, but as soon as he stepped out of the gate, Rong Qian's firm and coercive words echoed in his mind again.
Chi Zhenghong's resolved expression instantly collapsed.
Chi Jingxuan now is someone he absolutely cannot afford to offend.
Even if he combined his shares with everyone else's, there's no way they could pull Chi Jingxuan down from his position as President of Dijing.
With just a word, Chi Jingxuan could leave him without a cent during the annual dividend distribution.
He didn't even know where the opponent's weak spot was, while his jugular was firmly in their grasp.
