"This is not the first time, but the third time in just a few months."
At this moment, an ABC reporter's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Mr. Bao, do you want to say something about the U.S. stock market?"
"Yes."
"I want to say to those Wall Street alligators, 'Play if you can afford it, but close down if you can't.'"
"Fuck it, if you can't afford to lose, don't even come to the table. If you try to cheat at the table, Miracle Group will be the first to disapprove."
"Furthermore, I will have the group bring two top law firms to sue several Wall Street institutions and the US Federal Trade Commission for stock market manipulation!"
"At the same time, I do not accept the FTC's rule changes requiring same-day delivery of futures contracts!"
boom!
At this moment, in a large conference room.
The reporters and media were all shocked, and their fingers that were about to take pictures froze.
Their mouths were opened so wide that an egg could fit in them, and their eyes were full of disbelief that Bao Junyi dared to confront them.
There was a brief silence in the conference room, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
But then it got caught up in the noise.
Suddenly, the ABC reporter shouted, "Mr. Bao, is it true that you are suing several major Wall Street tycoons and the CFTC?"
"So when are you going to sue?"
"Mr. Bao, I'm a BBC reporter. May I ask..."
"Mr. Bao, I'm a reporter from The Times..."
...
At this time, reporters swarmed in from the audience, all hoping to get the answers they wanted.
If he hadn't been stopped by the security guards in the audience and intimidated by the burly bodyguards beside him, he might have already shoved the microphone in his face.
He finally understood that freedom of speech in Europe and the United States is really unrestricted and one can ask anything. Whether the report can be published is another matter. He would ask first.
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