The Young Man from Treasure Island Was Furious

Time crept forward bit by bit.

At least, that was how it felt to the young man sitting in a corner of the hall.

After going to considerable trouble to finally get inside, the father and son looked at the starting time displayed on the screen up front, only to discover they still had an hour to wait.

Leaving now was clearly out of the question. If they went out, whether they could keep these seats would no longer be up to them.

Besides, given the old man's status, it would hardly be appropriate for him to keep coming and going.

Being able to sit quietly in a corner and wait was already quite good, really.

The old man had no complaints about this, but his son was growing irritated by the wait.

At last, ten o'clock arrived.

Zhang Hongxing walked in almost exactly on the dot and headed straight up to the raised platform at the front, where a lectern, a table, chairs, a microphone, and hot tea had already been prepared.

Five microphones were also neatly arranged on the long table in the first row below.

"Hello, everyone. Thank you for coming. For today's interview, I'll first give you a full account of the shark-riding incident. Until I've finished, please keep any questions you have in mind. Afterward, I'll give everyone an hour to ask questions.

"Before then, if anyone causes trouble again, I'll have to ask them to leave."

Zhang Hongxing's opening was polite yet commanding, and even the old man sitting in the last row nodded in approval.

Most of the reporters below had no objections either. Even those who did could only hold them back for now. Any decision about how to respond would have to wait until after the interview.

If they got thrown