Tang Xiu felt that the situation was very troublesome. The editor-in-chief of the Financial Times had had physical contact with Yun GE 'er. If he were to deliberately find fault with Yun GE, it would leave behind a huge hidden danger.
Although it was a bit of a pity that he didn't win the Nobel Prize, it was expected. Very few people successfully got their first nomination. Otherwise, there would not be countless reporters waiting in front of Haruki Murakami's house every year.
However, if he messed with the editor-in-chief of the Financial Times, he would be in even bigger trouble ...
Before she could worry, she saw that editor-in-chief William's face had turned even paler. He slightly bent his waist and said with a gentle and polite tone,""Ms. Maris, it's a pleasure to meet you here."
"Leave this place, the further the better. Otherwise, you will regret ever coming here."
