Are you CEO Zhu?

Hu Tao was trembling all over, excited to have received ten million.

Ten million, a full ten million, it was really given to him.

As he received the money, he also rushed outside. Just as he was not far from the entrance, he heard Ning Lingling shout, "How is it? Hu Tao, did you get the money?"

"Got it! Ten million, it's in my account." Hu Tao excitedly showed Ning Lingling the SMS message on his phone. Upon seeing that it was indeed ten million, Ning Lingling was overjoyed!

This time, they could truly rest easy.

Not only could they ruin Zhuang Xin, but they could also take the ten million and flee far away, living a life of freedom and leisure!

"Everyone, follow Hu Tao and rush in. Later, Hu Tao will show you the deposit record on his phone and reveal how Zhuang Xin bribed Hu Tao. This will definitely be big news. With this hot topic, it won't be difficult for you to become famous reporters!"

Ning Lingling arranged the crowd, and Hu Tao, holding his phone, turned and re-entered the private room.

Following them, a group of reporters and paparazzi closely trailed behind, the sound of cameras clicking incessantly.

The entire room was filled with flashes, capturing every scene and person inside.

Hu Tao, even more excited, began to recount, "It was him, Zhuang Xin... He offered ten million to frame the editor-in-chief. At the time, I was blinded by greed and agreed to Zhuang Xin. Later, my conscience was tormented, and after several nights of hatred and self-reproach, I finally decided to reveal this matter!"

"Also, here is the transfer information, everyone look, the evidence is right here!"

Click, click, click

The cameras focused on the SMS on the phone, recording the scene without any blind spots.

Seeing the sudden influx of people, Zhu Zuo, who was hosting the gathering, his face darkened instantly. He swept his gaze across the reporters present.

A moment later, a commotion erupted outside the room.

A dozen men in suits blocked both sides of the corridor, sealing off the area.

Ning Lingling, seeing this from outside, shouted arrogantly, "What are you doing? Are you going to hit people? I'm telling you, these are all famous reporters, and they'll capture all your ugliness."

Bang

At that very instant, Zhu Zuo slammed his hand on the table.

The bowls and chopsticks beside him fell to the ground with a clatter, accompanied by the sound of shattering porcelain.

The reporters who were taking pictures rushed forward, shoving their cameras in Zhu Zuo's face, clicking away incessantly, muttering, "So arrogant, even slamming the table. Let's see if I can get a close-up of you!"

But as they continued shooting, the hands pressing the shutter gradually slowed down.

He looked at the person in the camera and inexplicably stiffened... As a reporter who had been in Juncheng for many years, he recognized many people.

Even if he didn't recognize them, he knew all sorts of important figures from various documents.

He knew who could be provoked and who couldn't.

Although they made a living by exposing prominent figures, it was only after these prominent figures fell that they dared to kick them while they were down.

The person he was photographing now, he knew him too well.

He hadn't paid attention earlier, but now, staring directly at the person's face, even an idiot would recognize the man before him!

"General Manager Zhu..." He swallowed, his hand trembling as he lowered the camera, his face filled with sheer terror.

On the list of people not to provoke, passed down by senior colleagues, General Manager Zhu had always been at the top, one of their biggest taboos.

No one had ever dared to point a camera at Zhu Zuo like this, but he had done it today!

And tomorrow, he might very well face a tragic end, or even disappear without a trace.

"You still recognize me." Zhu Zuo's face was filled with icy coldness, feeling an unprecedented sense of humiliation. This was the second time he had hosted a dinner this year, and he always invited important figures. What he hated most was being disturbed at such times!

Moreover, with cameras and a crowd of people barging in to take pictures?

"General Manager Zhu? Who is it?"

A fearless paparazzo stepped forward, raised his camera, and snapped a photo.

Bang

A burly man in a suit outside, holding a baseball bat, smashed it fiercely onto the paparazzo's head. The piercing sound of bone cracking echoed through the room.

The man in the black suit looked at the paparazzo who had fallen to the ground like a dead dog after being hit, and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, General Manager Zhu, this person and I have a grudge, which is why I used such heavy force. I know the company doesn't allow trouble during work hours. But I'm impulsive, so General Manager Zhu can fire me according to the contract!"

After speaking, he raised the baseball bat in his hand and ruthlessly swung it down again and again at the fallen person with cold eyes.

The bang, bang, bang sounds were accompanied by the man's shrill screams.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the surrounding reporters were so scared their scalps tingled. They all threw down their cameras, their bodies going cold, and said, "General Manager Zhu... General Manager Zhu, we just accidentally wandered in and entered the wrong room. Here are the photos we took, all of them."

A dozen cameras and eight video recorders were all thrown on the ground.

Even a single camera would cost tens of thousands, but who cared about that now.

The reporter who had first aimed his camera at Zhu Zuo's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thump...

"General Manager Zhu! I didn't mean to... It was that bitch outside, it was her, she paid us to find trouble with someone named Zhuang Xin. If we had known it was you, General Manager Zhu, here, I wouldn't have dared to come in even if you gave me a hundred dares."

"Looking for trouble with Zhuang Xin?" Zhuang Wanshu glanced at her younger brother, then at Ning Lingling, who was already dumbfounded outside, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

As for Zhuang Xin, he naturally recognized her.

Wasn't this woman the little punk Cheng Huai used to date?

The reporters kneeling on the ground didn't dare to get up.

Of the remaining reporters in the room, all had fled, leaving only those on the floor, Hu Tao standing to the side, and Ning Lingling by the door...

Under these circumstances, they didn't even dare to breathe heavily.

Hu Tao naturally recognized Zhu Zuo, and it wasn't just him; he also recognized Zhuang Wanshu. She was one of Juncheng's top ten outstanding young women and a person with immense influence. Though not as powerful as Zhu Zuo, she was still part of the Zhuang family.

The extent of the Zhuang family's power was self-evident.

Zhuang Wanshu... Zhuang Xin...

Both shared the surname Zhuang and were dining together!

Hu Tao discovered with terror that the relationship between these two was by no means simple.

He suspected that Zhuang Xin was also from the Zhuang family.

To think he had gone mad and sought trouble with members of the Zhuang family – wasn't that suicidal?

"It wasn't my fault, it was all Ning Lingling's doing, she ordered us around... General Manager Zhu, Young Master Zhuang, Miss Zhuang... I was simply possessed."

Hu Tao abandoned all pretense of dignity and threw himself at Zhuang Xin, clinging to his leg.