The hall was eerily quiet, and Huang Shanhe had long since passed out, completely unaware of his surroundings.
Everyone's expressions varied as they turned their gazes toward the entrance, only to see a middle-aged, slightly portly man in a short-sleeved white shirt, breathless as he barged in.
His face changed dramatically when he saw Huang Shanhe lying unconscious on the ground.
"Don't get excited, he won't die. Tell me how much money you swindled from my wife, and cough up ten times that amount, or you're not leaving today," Ling Fan said directly.
"Swindle your ass, do you know who I am?" Yang Ke glared with his bulging eyes, exuding an air of bureaucratic authority.
Xiao Chubing shouted angrily, "President Xiao, it seems like you don't want to stay in business anymore, hand over the murderer. It appears the lessons from yesterday's inspection weren't enough, and now I declare your company must cease operations immediately for rectification."
