Some media workers even wanted to force their way in, but how could these elite specialists be brought down by such a small difficulty? The media personnel pushed and shoved, but they never managed to break through the protective circle of the elite specialists. Looking at these media workers, Major General Xiang Dong couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. He frowned, rubbed his head, and said apologetically to Jiang Cheng, "Sorry, brother Jiang Cheng, I really neglected to keep things confidential, causing you this trouble.
It's okay." Jiang Cheng waved his hand, glancing at the time, realizing it was already 5:50 PM, about an hour and a half before the evening banquet, so there really was no extra time to waste with these media workers.
As Jiang Cheng looked in their direction, the media reporters became instantly excited, like a group of frenzied fans,
shouting loudly, their voices overwhelmingly noisy, assaulting the eardrums.
