This reporter was also a veteran in the entertainment circle and knew Zhou Rong, so they had dinner together that evening and had a great time chatting away. They were determined to make Ning Xiaofei and Ye Qiao lose face, never expecting that Mu Tianye would snap a photo of them.
"Rest assured... the transfer account is encrypted, they won't be able to trace it back to Fengyun International. I... I can say that he's my friend."
The chair scraped across the floor, emitting a sharp sound.
As Zhou Rong watched Gai Yu stand up from his chair and walk around the table towards her, she instinctively took a step back.
"Gai... Mr. Gai, I'm... I'm sorry... ah..."
Before she could finish, Gai Yu had already reached out, grabbed the collar of her suit, and pulled her close to him.
"This is the last time. If there's another mistake, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You... don't worry, there... there won't be a next time."
