Speaking up to this point, Cheng Rong could not suppress it anymore as his mouth almost started to foam in anger. He did not even dare switch on his phone, because if he did, he would be spammed by multitudes of people whom he did not even know. They had gone as far as to pee and poop in front of his house, as well as pelting his property with rotted vegetables and spoiled eggs. He felt a surge of nausea upon remembering this.
"The truth? What is the truth that you want to talk about?" General Manager Bai pulled out a chair and sat down with his legs crossed.
Cheng Rong finally had someone to rant to. Of course, he poured out everything that he had been bottling up in his heart.
"Mr. Bai, why are there so many sick people in this world?"
"Are there?" Mr. Bai raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Go on."
