If they were on Hong Kong Island, they would face a tit-for-tat response from the powerful Shin family.

They might as well just go out and starve!

He never imagined that Xin Zuo would personally stand up for a mainland singer and publicly humiliate and ridicule him.

"You've got quite a mouth, but what good is a man's talk? How about we go outside and have a little hand-to-hand combat?"

As Xin Zuo held the other person's head like a pet dog and walked towards the exhibition hall entrance, he continued to mock them with a cold laugh.

"Brother Zuo, I was wrong! I didn't know Brother Yue Heng was your friend!"

"Let go of me, I'll get out of here myself, okay!"

Zhang Qichen, who was powerless and being dragged by Xin Zuo with his head in his arms, staggered and bent over as he was pulled toward the door, his face flushed as he begged for mercy.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the media reporters who were gloating and pointing their cameras at him.

Zhang Qichen knew that he had made a huge fool of himself.

In a little while...

The photos of herself being dragged around like a dead dog by Xin Zuo will soon appear on gossip websites.

Then I'll really become the laughingstock of the whole of Hong Kong!

"This guy, he just started doing it without warning, doesn't he care about the media..."

Wang Yueheng was startled as he watched Xin Zuo's retreating figure, ruthlessly choking the other man by the neck.

However, deep down he greatly admired this second-generation rich kid who, in the eyes of outsiders, was somewhat mentally unstable.

At least he is bold and responsible, straightforward, and doesn't care at all about what others think of him.

"If you ever show up in front of my good brother Wang Yueheng again, don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"

Upon arriving outside the exhibition hall, Xin Zuo threw Zhang Qichen aside and pointed at his nose, warning him.

The slender young master rolled twice on the ground, then got up in a sorry state without looking back and limped toward the parking lot.

"Whoosh!"

As Xin Zuo returned after teaching this troublesome second-generation celebrity a lesson, the surrounding reporters applauded him.

Clearly, many people have long disliked Zhang Qichen's arrogant personality.

Seeing Xin Zuo teach the other party a lesson was like watching a thrilling and satisfying movie.

"If you're bothered by this kind of trash again, just contact me and I'll get rid of it for you!"

Xin Zuo, who had come to Wang Yueheng's side, put on a harmless smile again and said sincerely.

"Thanks, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to avoid this guy."

Wang Yueheng smiled and thanked the genuine young man in front of him.

Zhou Qingxia remained silent, as her position made it impossible for her to condone such violence.

But deep down, I also felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

Wow! Director Zhou An is here!

Not long after disciplining Zhang Qichen for causing trouble,

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

Upon hearing this name, Wang Yueheng and the others instinctively looked towards the door.

"What? Director Zhou is here too!"

"My goodness, he seems to rarely attend such high-society gatherings!"

"What wind blew Master Zhou here!"...

Upon hearing this name, the guests and VIPs who had already arrived at the scene were in an uproar.

Xin Zuo, who was standing next to Wang Yueheng, frowned when he heard the director's name.

The smile that had just appeared on his face vanished instantly.