Jiang Zhiyuan's voice was like a ghost, coldly piercing Director Wang's heart.

"Director Wang, don't be angry. Don't get high blood pressure too early."

It would have been better for the assistant not to say any words of comfort, and Director Wang would probably feel better about it.

"Actually, if you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb."

Director Wang felt that he had been abandoned by everyone in the world, and none of these people were on his side.

"So what exactly are you planning on doing? Are we just going to rush in straight away?"

At this time, Sister Xu completely ignored Director Wang's feelings and shifted her attention to Jiang Zhiyuan.

"Hehe, this will inconvenience our dear Director Wang. I believe he will sacrifice himself for this great cause."

Jiang Zhiyuan's eyes swept over to Director Wang, who instantly froze, feeling like he was going to be doomed.

Maybe my entire life's innocence will be ruined here, ruined today, ruined by this person.

"Let me make it clear in advance, I sell my art but not my body, so don't worry about me.

Awww!

The next moment, Director Wang didn't know who hit his butt, and even the camera in the live broadcast room couldn't capture it clearly.

His screams scared all the birds in the woods away.

The next moment he staggered and rushed in, and then everyone's eyes turned to him.

Now everyone's eyes were really on this. Several cult leaders on the stage, including the believers below, all looked here.