On the eve of their wedding, his girlfriend scoffed, "Look at how high-end my best friend's wedding hotel was, how expensive her banquet was. Then look at you, haggling over seventy or eigh...
A hint of disappointment flashed across the middle-aged woman's face. She felt that Zhuang Wen had stolen her thunder, and she was about to retort when she heard Zhuang Wen clear his throat:
"Dear journalists, this is a ward, and all the patients are staying here. Let's keep our voices down and not disturb them. Otherwise, it would be unethical. If this gets leaked or goes online and causes public outcry, no one wants to see that."
Upon hearing this, the reporters exchanged glances, and the noise outside the ward immediately subsided considerably.
"Everyone probably knows a bit about this, but the details are definitely not complete. Why don't we go into the ward first to understand the situation before we talk about it? This will also provide you with material for new reports."
Zhuang Wen smiled brightly, his voice was calm, neither too close nor too distant, and he was quite polite.
Lu Ruxue stared blankly at Zhuang Wen's composed demeanor.
Behind Zhuang Wen, the two sisters, Lin Ni and Lin Shu, had their beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration. Their minds were filled with Zhuang Wen, captivated by his confidence and composure.
After calming down, many reporters were moved by Zhuang Wen's words, whom they believed to be an employee of Yuzhu Pharmaceutical.
They also realized that their continued blocking of the ward was useless; they couldn't get the latest information.
"Alright, since you put it that way, then we'll..."
One reporter hesitated before speaking.
But before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman interrupted him vehemently: "Don't believe him! He works for Yuzhu Pharmaceuticals, he'll definitely side with Yuzhu Pharmaceuticals, and he might use money or violence to shut us up later..."