Then, with Si Zhengting’s assistance, Zhuang Nainai slowly walked out and got into the car with him.
The car sped toward the Imperial Group. The bodyguards’ van paved the way for their car. Si Zhengting was wearing a black suit, a sharp glint dancing in his eyes. He suddenly regained that cold and noble aura that Mr. Si was known for.
He wasn’t driving today. Instead, he was seated at the back with Zhuang Nainai. On the way, he even took out Zhuang Nainai’s meal and asked her to eat it.
His composed aura made Zhuang Nainai feel less guarded. Her panicked breathing also became more regular.
She took a deep breath, then ate her meal, which tasted like sawdust to her, and looked out the window.
It was the seventh day of the Chinese New Year. Most of the people who worked here had yet to return to the capital, so the roads were less packed with traffic. They quickly reached the entrance of the Imperial Group.
Even from a distance, they could see a vast crowd of people outside the entrance of the Imperial Group.
The reporters and the cameramen were stationed right outside the entrance, and it was so packed that even a drop of water couldn’t leak out.
As the car drove past and the reporters confirmed that it was Si Zhengting’s car, they swarmed toward the car as though they were a horde of crazy bees.
Even though the windows were not rolled down, they started asking questions as they chased after the car:
“Mr. Si, what does the Imperial Group think about suppressing workers?”
“Mr. Si, Mr. Si, why did you fire Mi Nuo? Was it because Madam had a bone to pick with her?”
“Mrs. Si, how did you persuade Mr. Si to fire Director Mi?”
“Mr. and Mrs. Si, you both…”
The car continued on its way without stopping. Ji Chen worked his way out of the car and greeted everyone, “Alright, reporters, we’ve said that we’ll organize a news conference today. We won’t go back on our word. Everyone, please go to your allocated positions and enter with the invitations that we’ve sent out. Thank you for your cooperation!”
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The car slowly entered the underground carpark. With their bodyguards’ protection, Si Zhengting and Zhuang Nainai went to the top floor first. It was only after Ji Chen called Si Zhengting and confirmed that everything had been sorted out that Si Zhengting stood up and helped Zhuang Nainai on their way.
Zhuang Nainai lifted her head high and took in a few deep breaths nervously as she walked toward the conference room with him.
All the reporters would be there. She would have a personal battle to fight today.
“Creak!” The door to the conference room opened.
“Click!”
“Click!”
The flash from the cameras flickered, and the reporters turned in unison to watch her entering.
When they saw Zhuang Nainai and Si Zhengting, the hustle and bustle in the conference room suddenly quietened into a dead silence. Then, there was a sudden uproar louder than ever before!
“Mr. Si, Mrs. Si, you’re finally here!”
“Mr. and Mrs. Si, as the upper management of the company, what kind of criterion do you adopt when determining whether to hire employees?”
“I heard that Mr. Si has physically hit an employee before and has even fired that individual. Is it true?”
“Mrs. Si, Mrs. Si…”
Among the chaos of the various questions, Si Zhengting assisted Zhuang Nainai and the couple walked toward the stage.
She stood on the stage and looked at the dark crowd beneath her, then suddenly asked a cameraman holding his camera, “Is this a live stream?”
The cameraman was taken aback. It took a while before he nodded at Zhuang Nainai.
Zhuang Nainai nervously curled the corner of her lip stiffly downward. Then she sighed deeply and looked into the camera as she said, “Mi Nuo, since you’ve accused me of plagiarism, would you dare to come over and have a face-off with me right here?!”
