At this point, Guo Jierui, seeing the confident expression on Yue Huizhen's face vanish, let out another arrogant laugh and said,

"Just now, Mr. Song's secretary, Peter, called me!"

"He said Mr. Song paid me 30 million to take care of you!"

"Mr. Song will take care of whatever consequences arise, but the price I have to pay is to make sure the whole of Hong Kong Island witnesses your tragic end!"

At this point, Guo Jierui's smug expression could no longer be contained and burst forth completely.

"Le Huizhen, if you don't want me to use you up and then sell you to a brothel on Po Lan Street..."

"You'd better cooperate with me. If you please me, maybe you won't become a slut who's ridden by thousands!"

Having worked as a reporter for so long, doesn't Lok Wai-ching understand the status of the Song family in Hong Kong?

Let alone suppressing the fact that he, a reporter, was sexually harassed, even if a female cop was sexually harassed, it wouldn't be a problem for him!

Thinking of all this, Yue Huizhen immediately prepared to run outside.

You can find another job, but if you lose your innocence, it's truly gone.

But when Lok Wai-ching tried to open the door, she tragically discovered that no matter how much force she used, she couldn't open it.

"Ha ha ha ha,"

"Don't waste your energy, I locked this door with the remote before you even came in!"

"If I hadn't made some preparations, how could I have possibly taken advantage of so many beautiful female subordinates!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Huizhen's face instantly turned pale with fright.