Feng Chengjin looked cold and fierce.
Bai Qifan gave a chilly smile, deeper, "It seems that the smartest person here is only President Feng, isn’t it?"
The atmosphere was swords drawn and bows bent.
In an instant, everyone understood that Bai Qifan’s arrogance from entering the door to deliberately provoking Gu Zixuan’s anger earlier was actually all an act, just to anger Feng Chengjin and make him confess.
But Feng Chengjin saw through it at a glance and was unwilling to play along.
Immediately, the scene of a business genius confronting the favored child of an influential family made everyone tremble in awe.
Feng Chengjin remained cold-eyed, unwilling to be scrutinized further, "There’s nothing about being smart or not. If Mr. Bai wants to know who did it, I admit, this is a charity banquet, there are many friends here, all of whom have status. Mr. Bai is also mingling here and understands that it is not good to waste everyone’s time. Some private matters are better discussed privately."
Having said that, Feng Chengjin took his seat.
Courteous yet dignified, he perfectly exemplified what is called upbringing.
However, Bai Qifan showed no intention of sitting down.
Swinging his wrist, he gave a sinister smile, and the next second, he said something that made all the wealthy elites of Rong City, the noble ladies very displeased, even Mrs. Feng, along with Feng Chengxuan, pressed their lips tightly.
"But I didn’t plan to resolve it privately this time, what then?"
Instantly, except for the cold glance toward Feng Chengjin.
Yu Yuanshen also frowned, discontented, and spoke.
Yu Yuanshen stood upright, his tone warm from the first note, yet full of intense anger and the aura of an untouchable financial giant.
"What does Mr. Bai mean by this? Since it’s already been found out that the stock issue was my doing, following President Feng’s intention, can’t we handle some matters privately? Why force friends from Rong City to waste public time? Also, waste the progress that the charity banquet should have?"
Yu Yuanshen spoke, and Bai Qifan savored his sinister smile, "Oh, is this the rhythm of yet another person admitting voluntarily?"
Yu Yuanshen’s eyes sank, and he sneered coldly, "I did it, that’s my doing, there’s nothing to shirk from. Does Mr. Bai think I dare not admit it? Speaking of which, I, a person in investment banking, maintaining stock market order, what’s wrong with that? If this matter is really brought to light, your uncle, Miss Zhou’s biological father, probably wouldn’t be pleased, would he?"
Yu Yuanshen’s tone was threatening, mixed with the arrogant grasp of the nature of things.
Upon hearing this, Bai Qifan scoffed lightly, laughed, and didn’t continue to feud with Yu Yuanshen but instead turned his head towards He Qimo, lit a cigarette, and said softly, "Then is Mr. He planning to stay safe in a corner, without admitting to what he’s done, and hang it high?"
"Me?" He Qimo, who was named, slightly tilted his head.
Glanced at Feng Chengjin and Yu Yuanshen, then met Zhou Xiao’s glaring eyes with a hint of redness.
Quickly understanding, Zhou Xiao probably assumed it was him who ruined her reputation. After all, after what happened to Gu Zixuan, besides him knowing the relationship between them, her hatred towards Zixuan, who else would know and be certain? Moreover, it was him who tipped off Yu Yuanshen. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⚑fire.net
With a cold smile, he didn’t deny it.
Nodded, "It was me, so what?"