With such a big incident happening outside, Chen Sheng couldn't possibly be unaware. Just as he was getting ready for a harmonious and intimate discussion with Secretary Liu, one of his trusted subordinates knocked on the door in a rush. Although somewhat reluctant, he still pulled on his pants and, with a gloomy expression, opened the door to ask, "What's the matter?"
"Big Brother, the esteemed guests from Room 505 were ambushed as they left. There are forty or fifty of them blocking the way, each armed to the teeth. Should we go and help?" The trusted subordinate wiped the sweat from his face as he spoke.
"Damn it, Secretary Liu, I curse your ancestors." Chen Sheng had clawed his way up from being an ordinary citizen to his current position; how could he not guess that the group blocking Song Yun outside was acting on someone's orders? But that someone held high official power, and as a businessman, he couldn't afford to offend him.