"Definitely something shocked him big time. Let's go and take a look. Guessing here is useless."
A crowd of people surged forward en masse. By the time they reached the spot, Guan Haoyang had already picked up his coat and donned it, walking a fair distance away. His tall figure gradually merged into the night. The people were still trying hard to identify him.
Someone frowned, deep in thought, while another bumped into his shoulder, "What are you thinking about, you're so lost in thought?"
"I just feel like this person looks so familiar." The person stroked his chin.
"Do you know who it is?" the other person asked with a glint in his eyes.
Someone was holding a cell phone, enlarging the photo they'd just taken, and studying it carefully. There were those who recognized Guan Haoyang: "Isn't this Guanshan Group's president, Guan Haoyang? Did he actually try to commit suicide?"
