Qin Qiu and Qin Song were both stupefied.
Even Chen Yang, who had been about to strike like a thunderbolt, couldn't help but pause.
What on earth is this guy up to?
"Mr. Zhang, what is this…?"
After a brief moment of bewilderment, Qin Qiu spoke, puzzled, and walked over to help Zhang Zhaoyang up.
However, her gesture only made Zhang Zhaoyang recoil in terror, his face deathly pale. "Please, I'm begging you," he pleaded in a panic, "spare my life."
He was, of course, speaking to Chen Yang.
Tears streamed down Zhang Zhaoyang's face. He was genuinely terrified. He didn't want to vanish from the face of the earth like Du Dingshan.
"All the distribution channels I hold have already been transferred to your name, President Qin. You just need to sign the documents."
With that, Zhang Zhaoyang called out, "Hurry up and get in here!"
Xu Hong entered carrying a stack of documents. After placing them on the table, he too knelt obediently, bowing his head in silence.
Qin Qiu: "…"
