Dan Group's press conference was on a grand scale.
The issue started online and now, it had spread to reality. The venue of the press conference was packed to capacity.
Countless cameras were directed at the man on the stage; the flashes from the cameras were relentless, like a barrage of bombs, never ceasing.
Dan Hanjie sat on the high seat at the press conference, his bewitching face devoid of any expression.
He looked indifferently at the heads moving below, his brow slightly furrowed.
It was just a subtle movement, unnoticed by others, but Qin Youxuan was staring intently at the television screen, gripping the remote tightly.
She could distinctly feel that Dan Hanjie was uncomfortable.
His mental state was now very stable and he hadn't lost control again.
But he had a history of mental illness, that was a fact.
Qin Youxuan was afraid, afraid that such an occasion might trigger his condition.
