The onlookers who were enjoying the commotion couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Among them, some admired Lu Bin's guts for daring to question Director Huo outright. Huo Zhanting's methods were not something just anyone could withstand, and no one knew if, after waking up from sleep, Lu Media would still exist.
At this moment, Lu Bin was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
His heart was racing with regret, but words spoken are like water spilled—it cannot be retrieved. Facing Huo Zhanting's sharp gaze, he could only brace himself and hold his ground.
It seemed that Huo Zhanting couldn't be bothered to answer his question.
Lu Bin thought that Huo Zhanting was feeling guilty. Just then, An Lan stood up, walked to the door, and looked Lu Bin up and down. The man before her was hollowed out by wine and women, his complexion ashen and eyes rimmed with dark circles.
