"Yes. I never take that TV station seriously, but I couldn't stand it if it was given to that bastard. Wait and see. I won't let him have anything."
Then James downed another glass of wine. As soon as he put down the glass, he saw a familiar figure downstairs.
He snorted, "Well, speak of the devil. I didn't expect to meet him here. I can finally vent my anger today."
Daniel stopped James who was about to go downstairs.
"What are you doing?"
James said, "To get some sweet revenge, of course."
Hearing this, Daniel followed his gaze and saw a man in a suit entering with a woman in his arms.
"You mean... that's the bastard you mentioned?" Daniel asked.
James gritted his teeth. "Yes."
Daniel frowned and said, "It's the first day of business here. Do me a favor. Don't ruin their reputation already."
James could only sit back and stare at the person downstairs angrily.
"He is still in the mood to pick up girls? Unbelievable."
James said with contempt.
