"Okay, President Sun, we'll wait for your news."
"That's the right attitude for handling things!"
After more clamor, everyone gradually dispersed.
Sun Yingying arranged for the hotel manager to take good care of the media reporters on site, and to compensate double for the damaged video equipment.
The manager also secretly slipped a thick red envelope to each reporter.
It was only then that the reporters left, satisfied.
The kitchen.
Li Daguang, holding his head, slowly came to and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes were Sun Yingying and A'niu standing above him.
"What... what are you going to do?"
Li Daguang, feeling the lump on his head, took a few panicked steps back, aware of A'niu's astonishing strength.
"What are we going to do? Get your things and get the hell out of here!" Sun Yingying snorted coldly.
Li Daguang looked around at the other chefs, "Are you coming with me or not?"