On the left chest of their uniforms was the Star Ring Badge of All-Star Security. Their eyes were sharp, their movements swift and silent, quickly taking key positions at the door and behind the three vice presidents.
The squad leader at the front nodded slightly at Jiang He, "President Jiang, the security team is in position."
"Impossible! Fake! It's all fake!" Wang Hai was like a cornered beast, eyes bloodshot, waving his phone that was still buzzing with freezing notices and astronomical transactions, spittle flying.
"Jiang He! What the hell are you pulling! What does Jiang Xiaoxing even count for! When I was making my mark in South City, she was still in diapers! With one phone call, I could make it impossible for you to move an inch in South City…"
