Chen Fan and the middle-aged man on the screen stared at each other.
It had to be said that this man, even without speaking, exuded an oppressive presence like the looming Mount Tai. The aura he emitted was the most formidable Chen Fan had ever encountered.
This, however, ignited his fighting spirit.
Another thing, where was Ling Yu?
Why didn't he appear on camera with the President?
"This youth is not to be underestimated."
Shi Tao appeared calm, but internally, waves were surging.
Even the presidents from other sub-districts, intimidated by his aura, did not dare to look him in the eye for long. No one under thirty could do it.
Yet, this young man before him, probably twenty years old, or perhaps even younger, dared to return his gaze. His spirit was far superior to Xiaoyu's.
This also indicated that today's matter might not be as easy to resolve as imagined.
However, since he had promised Ling Yu, he would naturally honor it.
"Cough."
