C777 Maddening Thing

"How's the media doing?"

Gu Nanzhi took out a cigar box and let Qin Zhengming take one. After lighting one for himself, he threw the lighter to Qin Zhengming.

"I barely managed to suppress it, but I don't think I'll be able to hold it for more than a few days."

In the rising smoke, Qin Zhengming said with a troubled expression