Upon hearing these words, the middle-aged man was slightly stunned, as if he had heard some incredible tale!
"What a joke, how could Song Yun that tycoon in Forty-nine City be blocked that easily? Everyone knows that the big shots are all watching him. At this time, is that bastard Xin Bo daring to pull the wool over his eyes? Does he feel his old man has not caused enough trouble?"
"Mr. Song, is everything you said true?"
The middle-aged man still cautiously asked.
"Of course it is,"
Song Yun said with a smile, "I didn't expect the waters to be this deep, alas, maybe I should just quit the entertainment industry."
"Don't!"
The middle-aged man quickly shouted, "This industry is not ruled by Xin Bo's say-so!"
"Hehe, I trust that you'll give me justice, right,"
Song Yun tapped the man's arm and continued, "After all, I don't like to complain without good reason, but if that day comes when I am really angered, I'll have to go find someone."
