Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 182 - 70: The Banquet (Part 2)

"No matter who it is, if there is a problem and it is discovered, it will not be handled lightly without consequences."

"..."

His voice was solemn, his face full of righteousness.

Under the camera's shots and recordings, his body language was flawless, and his emotions were so full that they moved people.

Facing questions from invited reporters, he spoke eloquently.

"In recent months, tens of thousands of working-class families have flooded the market, and many people can't find suitable jobs and have gone where they shouldn't."

Zhao Jiaxin sighed lightly:

"I heard that many housewives have become prostitutes, even using their homes as places of business to attract customers."

"Such behavior is unacceptable, but..."

"We should also realize what drives them to make such decisions. I believe no one willingly chooses to do such a thing."

"Strictly investigating prostitution is one aspect, but solving the people's livelihood issues is fundamental..."

"Clap! Clap!"

Thunderous applause filled the venue.

The photographer continuously took pictures of Zhao Jiaxin, while reporters took out notebooks and wrote something, seemingly having already planned tomorrow's press release.

Fang Zheng sighed lightly:

"Well said."

"Hmph!" A disdainful voice sounded:

"Before every speech, he practices at home many times and gets expert guidance, so of course, he performs well, but a performance is still just a performance."

"It can't hide his selfish nature!"

"You have too much resentment." Fang Zheng did not look back, watching the person on stage, he said indifferently:

"But the public believes him, and the upcoming actions will indeed benefit the public. Your father is an outstanding politician."

"Hmph!"

Zhao Jin snorted coldly, her gaze on the stage filled with disgust:

"That's because they haven't seen his true face. I wish I could tear his face apart to see if his heart and liver are black."

"He is your father." Fang Zheng frowned:

"There's no need to be so vicious."

"Father?" Zhao Jin clenched her fists:

"The father who left his daughter in the hands of robbers and ignored her? The father who sent me abroad and didn't call once a year?"

Fang Zheng remained silent.

"Boss Fang." At this moment, Xia Hong, dressed in a backless gown, walked over, holding a glass of red wine, taking a gentle sip, her beautiful eyes rippling:

"It's been a while, you... have become more and more charismatic."

Those words weren't false.

Fang Zheng, although not ugly, was too balanced in all aspects, and the first impression was rather unremarkable.

Since practicing martial arts, though.

He seemed to have undergone a second development, growing much taller, with a tall and strong build that was not weak, exuding a robust masculine aura.

Even his skin had become much tighter.

Xia Hong liked this kind of man the most, one with depth and a masculine flavor, otherwise she wouldn't tease him again and again.

Now,

there was something different.

Today's Fang Zheng was dignified, his eyes emitted a compelling power, just a gaze exchange could make one's heart race.

In the whole venue,

a closer look revealed that none could match him.

Even the flamboyant Zhao Jiaxin, Mr. Zhao, his aura compared to Fang Zheng was somewhat superficial.

Such a masculine figure!

Xia Hong licked her lips, feeling a heat in her body, instinctively wanting to get closer to Fang Zheng.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Jin stepped in front of her, her eyes icy:

"Haven't you heard the ancient saying: Men and women should not touch hands in jest, you're married and have children, don't get so close to Brother Fang."

"Oh, it's Miss Zhao." Xia Hong chuckled:

"Sorry, I didn't notice just now."

"Hmph!" Zhao Jin's nose wrinkled:

"Who are you looking at?"

This woman's gaze just now could almost pull threads, wearing such revealing clothes, her butt crack almost showing, how shameless.

She gestured behind and said:

"You with the surname Xia, your husband is flirting with another woman at the back, aren't you going to check?"

"Oh!"

Xia Hong glanced back, shaking her head lightly:

"No need to bother."

"Boss Fang, I was just about to report to you about the recent promotional situation. By the way..., in a while, a Southern Dynasty star will come to hold a fan meeting. Is Square Porcelain interested in investing? It could be an opportunity to promote Square Porcelain's porcelain."

"Perhaps it can even make its way abroad."

"For business matters, you can contact Wen Lei." Fang Zheng said calmly:

"I've been busy with some things lately and don't have the time."

Xia Hong had Wen Lei's contact information.

In fact.

Recently, Square Porcelain's business has been almost entirely managed by Wen Lei, whether it's production, sales, or promotion, he hardly gets involved.

"Oh!" Xia Hong pursed her lips, curiously asked:

"Boss Fang is really busy. I've heard from Manager Wen that you often disappear and can't be found. It really makes one curious about what you're busy with."

"..." Fang Zheng thought for a moment, then said:

"Practicing martial arts."

"Hee hee..." Xia Hong giggled, her body shaking, the attractive figure under the tight-fitting dress rippled with waves.

Wretch!

Zhao Jin cursed inwardly.

Yet she also had to admit, Xia Hong's figure was astonishingly good, just like a ripe peach, which made her feel a bit envious.

"Boss Fang really knows how to joke. With your current assets, surely there's no need for martial arts?"

"Hmm."

She looked Fang Zheng up and down, her eyes stopping at a lower position, saying:

"Even without mentioning the assets, with Boss Fang's skills, who could compare? Unless... you're the legendary martial arts fanatic?"

"Perhaps." Fang Zheng chuckled, turning his head to look at the distance:

"The councilman is coming."

"Boss Fang!"

Before Zhao Jiaxin even arrived, his voice came first, his face full of enthusiasm, extending his hand to shake Fang Zheng's, shaking it back and forth with gratitude:

"Thank you, thank you for the support!"

"Mr. Zhao, you're too kind." Fang Zheng smiled lightly: