Heading Toward Tiger Mountain

Li Qiang lay in his hospital bed, boredly listening to music. By the bed, Xiao Jia, a temporary worker from the TV station, leaned against the wall and scrolled through his phone.

Young Master Li usually carried himself with all the airs of a rich second-generation heir, giving people plenty to criticize. But after getting beaten up yesterday, he had not told his parents. They were old, and it was the middle of the night; giving them such a scare would not do them any good.

So he had chosen to report to the organization first, saying that someone had retaliated against him and the station had to stand up for him.

That way, never mind workers' compensation for now—at the very least, everyone could see he would be taking several months of sick leave.

The station leaders had visited him and left a temporary worker to look after him. As for everyone else, Li Qiang did not want to bother them. Everyone had things to do, and this humiliating, disappointing matter could wait until later.

A few close friends had also come to see him. He could not get in touch with Wang Haifeng, while as for Zhang Wei, he had planned to contact him after the stock market closed today.

Who would have thought Zhang Wei would call first? At once, the anger in Li Qiang's heart flared up. Let's see who the hell dared plot against me.

He was gritting his teeth when the ward door suddenly opened. He pulled off his headphones and sat up. "Oh, President Feng is here... Huh? What's this?"

He was a little stunned. Feng Jun had not come alone; three women followed behind him, and every one of them was gorgeous.

One of them was Red Sister. That went without saying—he