Langxing World Company.
Outside were a group of enraged men, all fanatic fans of the hostess girls.
They came here to seek justice for their goddesses but were all stopped outside by Ye Qing's men.
Meanwhile, Wang Hao and his companions were all sitting in the hall, waiting for the group of great literati to arrive.
"Junior brother, you've made such a big fuss, and now you're planning to film these great literati. Could this attract the attention of the relevant departments?" Ling Xiao glanced at the angry men outside and couldn't help but shake his head. What an ignorant bunch, actually treating hostess girls as goddesses in their hearts.
"Who knows!"
Wang Hao was indifferent. All he needed to do was get those shots, then broadcast them, and tarnish the great literati's lifelong reputation. As for any trouble that might arise, it was none of his concern.
