"This time, thanks to Mr. Jiuzheng's suggestion! Bai Xiaosheng, I think even he will be at his wit's end this time," Song Changkong said with a smile as he cradled a teacup in his hands, his face beaming with pleasure.
Ever since this Bai Xiaosheng had come to Zhongjing Media, he had never given Song a moment of peace.
To this day, it had been almost three months, but in Song's eyes, it felt as though Bai had been there for ages.
Living a year within a single day, it was exactly this kind of situation!
Now, this thorn in his flesh, this pain in his eyes, had finally tasted defeat!
Between the smiles of Song Changkong, his gaze carried a hint of sharpness.
Just this once, if he could suppress Bai Xiaosheng, then let him be like a monkey trapped under Five Fingers Mountain, never to turn over a new leaf!
In the past few days, Song Changkong had put himself in Bai Xiaosheng's shoes, trying to come up with a strategy, resulting in complete lack of good tactics!
