Chapter 1: The Wind Rises, A Wild Ruffian Wields His Sword at the Golden Steps! _3

"Are the reporters here?"

"Yes, more than a dozen media outlets; they're all set up, just waiting for Zhu Li'an to come out, and then they'll start shooting,"

"Good, cut the power!"

An agent from Forbes, stationed in the building's power distribution room, followed Mueller's order and cut the power. Twenty minutes later, Zhu Li'an emerged from the elevator looking pissed.

Despite his age, Lao Deng was now divorced and no longer a political figure, so he was quite bold in his solicitation.

This morning, he intended to have another round of "morning exercise" with that hot chick, but the power outage interrupted his mood.

Just as he was fixing his tie while walking, agents hiding near the elevator quickly pinned him to the ground.

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"

The hefty old Zhu Li'an got a fright, thinking he had been robbed, his whole body trembling.