The old, resonant voice was like a mighty bell, deep and enduring, full of strength.
And amidst the voice, there was a hint of anger.
Then.
An elder dressed in a long red robe stepped forward.
Following him was a man appearing to be in his fifties or sixties.
The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, a business suit, and was rather portly.
His features bore a seven to eight-part resemblance to Bi Jianpeng.
Behind the man, there was also a woman in office attire, carrying a briefcase, looking like a secretary.
As they followed the elder in, they were all startled by the chaotic state of the office.
At the same time.
They saw Bi Jianpeng kneeling on the floor.
"Jianpeng, what is going on here?"
The man with gold-rimmed glasses shouted at Bi Jianpeng.
This man was none other than Bi Jianpeng's father, Bi Sheng.
The true authority of Tianzhou Film and Television Group today!
"Dad... You finally made it... Someone came to cause trouble! Our men couldn't handle them!"
