Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice that only she could hear, "Don't go over there. It's very dangerous."
Just then, the laborer suddenly shouted, "I don't believe you're a reporter! What proof do you have? Do you have a press card or something? Who knows if you are one of them!"
The laborer was not stupid and asked loudly.
Jiang Ruolan was stunned. She turned around to look at the laborer and took out her working ID from her pocket. "This is my ID."
"I can't see it clearly, give it to me!"
Jiang Ruolan hesitated for a moment when she heard the laborer's words. She glanced at where the laborer was standing and immediately tightened her grip on her working ID.
"Give me your working ID. I'll show it to him." Xian Zihao suddenly walked towards her.
Jiang Ruolan was just about to say no, when she heard the laborer yell angrily, "Let her come! Other than her, none of you are allowed to approach!"
