Suddenly, another commotion broke out at the entrance to the bidding venue. Yan Ming turned to look. The police?
Yan Ming's eyes widened in an instant. They were actually heading for him.
After entering, the police put Yan Ming in handcuffs.
"We've received a report that you're suspected of stealing company secrets. You are now under arrest in accordance with the law."
The moment those words fell, the crowd erupted.
"Oh my God, Yan Ming? He actually dared to do something like that? But why? Isn't he part of the Yan Family too?"
"Tsk, tsk. Colluding with outsiders to sabotage his own company. Who knows what he was thinking?"
"Maybe he wanted to work with outsiders to oust Yan Lang and become president of the Yan Group himself."
"Then that earlier proposal must have been stolen by Yan Ming and given to Hao Jianhua, who then teamed up with the Mao Group!"
Yan Ming struggled violently, frantically trying to shake off the officers' hands, only to be pinned to the ground.
"Let me go! I'm the future president of the Yan Group! Who told you to arrest me? Let go! Let me go!"
"You have absolutely no evidence that I did this! This is an unlawful arrest! I'll sue you! Just you wait!"
"I have evidence!"
Another voice came from the doorway, one that sounded extremely familiar to Yan Ming. He raised his head in shock.
Yan Lang!
Wasn't he supposed to be dead? Hadn't the car exploded on the spot? There shouldn't even have been anything left of his body!
What was going on? What on earth was going on? Hadn't Yan Nana told him everything was in place?! Why was Yan Lang still here?!
Yan Ming's heart jolted.
Yan Ming walked in, took out a stack of