Getting drunk late at night

Tang Xiu looked at Wei Feng expressionlessly and suppressed the anger in her heart. She knew that this former subordinate in front of her had come with the mentality of watching a joke, or even with some kind of malicious intent.

However, wasn't he afraid of being slapped in the face if he said it so blatantly? Tang Xiu had a bad feeling when she saw the arrogant editor-in-chief, William, behind him, especially when they were using the Financial Times 'name.

As a well-known international news Group, they were well-informed, especially for a major event like the Nobel Prize, which attracted worldwide attention. Their channels of information were much better than many domestic media outlets.

"Get out of the way." Sun zeli did not know Wei Feng, and she did not care about the Financial Times. No matter how big the news industry group was, could it make waves in the capital?

Nonsense.