Watching Ji Yang scold the high-ranking leaders of the city into silence, Ji Yang's elementary school classmates widened their eyes.
They needed to understand that not one person standing here could be someone they could offend.
The disparity was too great!
Zhou Dahuo's eyes burned with fervor; this was the power of authority.
Miao Youyu's eyes also held an inexplicable something.
Previously, Miao Youyu believed she held a superior position among her classmates, particularly those from her elementary school days, feeling a considerable distance between them; no matter how they tried, they could not catch up with her. Only today did she realize Ji Yang's difference.
Today's events were designed by Xiao Wei, and Gu Dahai was squeezing their factory's throat. Previously they had always tried to offer some benefits to the other side, which solved some troubles, but today she felt powerless.
