Ling Zhenfei sneered, "Tell me that again when you're crying."
After saying this, Ling Zhenfei got off the livestream van and headed back towards the hospital building.
Inside the livestream van, Song Qiuming and Ge Zifeng exchanged glances. Ge Zifeng said, "We can't let him continue treating so easily."
"Do you think we're in big trouble if he actually succeeds? Just in case?"
"Exactly. If we lose, we'll be utterly humiliated. How will we survive in the industry then? We can't risk it."
Song Qiuming said, "Then tell that guy. He'll have a solution. We're doing his dirty work; he can't just ignore us. With his connections, a casual move will ruin that kid."
"Alright, I'll call him now."
"We're doing this for him. He probably cares more about this matter than we do, might have already acted ahead of us."
Ge Zifeng took out his phone and made a call. The person on the other end answered quickly.
"I've watched the livestream. Well done, very well done."
