Those scoundrels, with such lofty excuses, are actually trying to cut in line and seize the position of King of Bids?
"Junjun, let's go out!" Finally, in a fit of fury, Ou ZhenTing made up his mind and said.
"Yes, Father." Ou Jun immediately replied.
However, before the two of them had left the box, a sudden change occurred at the door of the conference room.
"Such sensibility and reason." A deep male voice suddenly sounded at the door of the conference room.
Everyone looked towards the door, only to see four soldiers forging a path, surrounding a man of imposing presence, advancing with an overwhelming aura.
"Uncle Liberation Army?" Xia Chuyi exclaimed in surprise, her eyes brimming with joy.
Why did Uncle Liberation Army come here? When did he return to Beijing?
"When did he return to Beijing?" Someone else, just as puzzled as Xia Chuyi, was a supervising official.
"Who is he?" Family Cheng, overhearing the official, couldn't help but ask.
