In the hotel suite.
Due to the failure of the Corporation in forcing Wu Mei to step down, Wu Pang drank cup after cup of alcohol in silence.
Seeing how useless he was, Yang Shan felt disgusted. However, she had no choice but to pretend to be gentle and sensible as she moved closer to him and massaged his aching temples.
"Even if she has some skills and can convince the shareholders to bow to her, it's not like we're completely helpless against her!"
"What solution do you have? Speak!"
Wu Pang pushed himself up and sat up.
Yang Shan pointed at the bruises on his arm and abdomen. "As long as we upload the photos and medical assessment of your injuries onto the Internet and purchase a few slots for trending topics, the netizens will seek justice for us! Beating up her biological father? How unfilial! Everyone will be on our side!"
"This…"
Wu Pang was a little reluctant. After all, it was too embarrassing!
