Zhang Jianci said, "We can always compensate with money. We're not exactly strapped for cash." Then he added confidently, "Whatever the cost, Brother Ming will cover it."
Qin Zhen's gaze turned icy as he looked at Shen Qingyue. "You're the President of the Shen Group, after all. Do you think public opinion will just overlook this? Or do you simply not care about Shen Group's reputation? If you apologize now, I might not pursue..."
"President Qin!" Chi Ming interrupted him. "You can try and see if any newspaper dares to publish it."
His words were resolute and fearless.
Qin Zhen sneered. "Mr. Chi, you certainly have a big mouth!"
Chi Ming ignored his provocation, shifted his gaze to Shen Qingyue, and softened his tone slightly. "Shall we go have lunch now? There are too many scum here, and the air isn't good."
Shen Qingyue had wanted to leave a long time ago and called Chen Ying to accompany her as they walked away.