C37 There Was No End to It

"All right, you do as you see fit. I want to see this kid in an hour. A press conference in two hours!" Huo Ting did not want to wait another minute!

"Yes!" The special assistant respectfully left Huo Ting's office. Huo Ting clenched his fist and smashed it on the mahogany desk. He remembered that he had not heard from Feng Ying'er for two days. Huo Ting suddenly felt weak all over