Chapter 9 : Director Jia, You Scared Me

• Jia Siping's secretary spoke in a light and airy tone, as if she had done something insignificant.
• Just now in the office, he was really frightened. A small reporter actually dared to slam the table in front of the deputy director.
• Jia Siping was so angry that he immediately called his superiors and demanded that Anran be fired. In less than half an hour, the dismissal notice was issued to the Pingchuan TV Station.
• Anran was fired.
• Anran's eyes turned red as she looked at Tanya and Jia Siping's secretary, and the Pingchuan TV Station behind them seemed to press down like a mountain. She clenched her teeth.
• "Fine, fine!"
• "Even if you fire me, I will still release this video. I want everyone to know that the Song Corporation demolished the South City Orphanage and abandoned over twenty children!"
• "You are playing with people's lives!"
• Anran stubbornly prepared to leave, but before she could take a few steps, Ning Feng stopped her and pulled her into his arms.
• "Sister Wu, if someone bullies you, how can I just let it go?"
• "If they bully my sister Wu, then they are bullying me too!"
• "While revenge may be delayed for ten years, when Ning Feng seeks revenge, it lasts from morning till night!"
• Ning Feng's mouth carried a hint of coldness as he looked at Tanya and Jia Siping's secretary. If this matter today couldn't be properly resolved, then it would be time to replace the director of the Pingchuan TV Station!
• Holding Anran, Ning Feng walked towards the TV station. When he reached Tanya and Jia Siping's secretary, he walked straight through the middle of the two.
• "Get out of the way, don't block the road."
• Tanya's face immediately turned dark.
• "Who are you calling a dog?"
• "Anran, is this the kind of person your friend is? She insults people as soon as she meets them?"
• Anran sneered, "You're not a dog, you're just a lackey."
• Pushing Tanya aside, Anran walked into the TV station building. Even without Ning Feng, she still wanted to find Jia Tuzi and get some answers.
• In the office of the deputy director of the Pingchuan TV Station.
• Jia Siping sat on the sofa with an angry face. As the deputy director, he was actually threatened by a small reporter!
• This woman named Anran was originally considered somewhat attractive. Jia Siping had invited her to several drinking sessions, but who would have thought that Anran not only didn't give him face, but even blocked his phone number.
• Regarding the news about the Song Corporation, he had advised her to hold off on reporting it. After all, the chairman of the Song Corporation, Song Hui, had already discussed the demolition with him and even sent him many gifts.
• Everyone avoided getting involved with the Song Corporation's affairs, so why did a small reporter like Anran dare to stir up trouble?
• But now, Anran had been fired.
• This outcome somewhat extinguished Jia Siping's anger.
• Jia Siping leaned back on the sofa, and the office door was knocked.
• "Get out!"
• Jia Siping shouted at the door.
• The office door was kicked open, and Ning Feng walked in, sneering as he looked at Jia Siping.
• "Director Jia, why are you so angry? Did you eat gunpowder?"
• Jia Siping sat up from the sofa and looked at Ning Feng.
• "Who are you?"
• "Who let you in? Get out!"
• Ning Feng walked in with Anran and sat on the sofa opposite Jia Siping.
• "Director Jia, there are many people who want me to leave, but in the end, they all died..."
• "Do you not want to be the next one?"
• Ning Feng coldly smiled and raised his head, locking eyes with Jia Siping. At that moment, Jia Siping swallowed his saliva.
• Jia Siping, who was over fifty years old this year, actually couldn't meet Ning Feng's gaze and was forced to retreat by his gaze.
• "Anran, do you understand the rules of the TV station? You brought people into the TV station without permission?"
• Jia Siping quickly changed the subject.
• Anran also sneered, "Director Jia, have you forgotten that I've already been fired by you?"
• Jia Siping's face darkened. He had actually forgotten about that.
• "What do you two want by coming here?"
• "I warn you, the security guards are downstairs. If you continue like this, I will call the police immediately!"
• Jia Siping's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
• Ning Feng smiled, "Director Jia, why are you so nervous? I'm just here to help my sister Wu seek justice. I heard that you fired her?"
• "Just because she wanted to report on the Song Corporation?"
• "Director Jia, how much money did you take from the Song Corporation?"
• "Are you treating Song Hui as your own father?"
• Jia Siping stood up from the sofa, angrily pointing at Ning Feng, "Shut up!"
• "What is your relationship with Anran? Who are you to meddle in the affairs of our Pingchuan TV Station?"
• "Anran, I originally thought that if you calmed down and came back, I would let you return to work. But seeing the current situation, you can forget about being a reporter for the rest of your life!"
• Anran's face turned red with anger, but she couldn't say a word.
• Being a reporter was her lifelong dream, but she never expected that her dream would be destroyed by such scum!
• "Director Jia, are you okay?"
• Outside the office, Tanya rushed in anxiously.
• Jia Siping's secretary also came with the security guards.
• When Tanya saw the three people inside the room peacefully, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked to Jia Siping's side, supporting him.
• "Director Jia, you have no idea. You scared me to death!"
• "This man came in with an imposing manner, and he even insulted me, calling me a dog!"
• Jia Siping patted Tanya's waist. Compared to Anran, he preferred someone like Tanya who was sensible.
• "Don't worry, with so many people here, I will have the security guards throw them out!"
• "Hmph, who do they think they are, causing trouble in the TV station?"
• Jia Siping's secretary called the security guards, and three or four old men in security uniforms walked in.
• Jia Siping regained his confidence when he saw so many people on his side. He stood with his hands behind his back, displaying his authority.
• "You two, do you want to leave on your own, or should I have the security guards escort you out?"
• Anran glanced at Ning Feng beside her, and he patted her hand, signaling her to sit down and relax.
• "Director Jia, if you want to call the police, go ahead. If you want these old men to carry us out, then let them do it. Just make sure they don't strain their backs."
• Ning Feng crossed his legs.
• Jia Siping was furious. Just now, he was outnumbered, but now that he had so many people by his side, Ning Feng still dared to be so insolent.
• "Fine, fine, fine!"
• "Throw them out for me!"
• As soon as Jia Siping finished speaking, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the door, followed by several secretaries. The man looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Jia Siping.
• "Director Jia, what's going on?"
• Jia Siping's previously fierce face suddenly showed a hint of fear.
• He walked towards the middle-aged man tremblingly, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
• "Oh, Director Lu, what brought you here?"
• "There's nothing wrong, just two troublemakers. The security guards have already taken care of it. Why did it alarm you?"
• Jia Siping's face turned slightly pale.
• The middle-aged man looked around and then focused his gaze on Jia Siping.
• "Director Jia, what happened?"
• Jia Siping, who was originally fierce, now appeared somewhat fearful.
• He walked towards the middle-aged man tremblingly, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
• "Oh, Director Lu, what brought you here?"
• "There's nothing wrong, just two troublemakers. The security guards have already taken care of it. Why did it alarm you?"