"Who sent this person? Who in the right mind sent someone to hit Jin Zhilin?"

There was no response from dozens of people in the audience.

Shen Bancheng slapped the person who reported the message flying, and cursed with hatred:

"Don't you know that we are at the cusp of the storm right now?"

"When I go to the scene to smash things up, do I want to prove that there is indeed a problem with the top ten pharmaceutical companies, or do I want to show everyone that I, Shen Bancheng, have a black heart?"

"Tell me, who sent them?"

"Who in the brain did this stupid thing?"

"Stand up for me, or I'll find out and break his legs!"

Shen Bancheng blew his beard and stared, almost breaking the table.

The whole place was still silent.

The secretary struggled to say: "Mr. Shen, we didn't do it."

The others also nodded: "Yes, Mr. Shen, we didn't send anyone."

"It wasn't you who did it, and it wasn't me. Could it be that Mark himself did it?"

Shen Bancheng couldn't help roaring, but as soon as the words came out, he realized something.

Ye Fan?

Self-directed and self-acted?

Shen Bancheng smashed the table with one palm:
Chapter completed!