Gong Yang's spirit endured an immense trauma that words couldn't describe, writhing in pain, his heart trembling and even turning cold.
Just moments ago, he was the high-spirited Young Chairman of Xingyu Entertainment, but now he was utterly destroyed.
At this very moment, he even had the desire to die, kneeling on the ground, continuously begging Ye Tian for mercy.
"Alright, get up."
Ye Tian's gaze was indifferent, his expression as cold as the moon, an invisible force lifting Gong Yang up.
"Mr. Ye, there must be some misunderstanding, please... on account of this fool, spare Gong Yang just this once."
Over there, Gong Nan struggled to support himself, pleading bitterly.
Meanwhile, he secretly messaged his secretary, "Notify everyone that Gong Yang is no longer the Young Chairman of Xingyu Entertainment, tell them not to indulge him so much!"
"Also, bring Gong Yang back immediately and find a mentor to strictly discipline him, teach him to cultivate his morals."
