Wang Shuixin’s secretary nearly fainted from agitation. It was clearly a f**king piece of poetry that cursed at someone! Bullsh*t eulogy!
Wang Shuixin also nearly blew a fuse. Before he could catch a breath, his body wavered after being cursed at by the poem. He nearly lost his footing on the stage!
Zhang Ye!
Are you trying to perish together with me!?
Wang Shuixin’s face was pale. He didn’t think Zhang Ye had such courage. He thought that even if Zhang Ye was lawless usually, he had to have concerns deep down in his heart. For example, about his job, his position as lecturer and host for the television station. But only at this moment did Wang Shuixin realize that he had thought wrongly of Zhang Ye. He had underestimated how great a hooligan Zhang Ye was. He had a temper that was worse than any hooligan! This job.. was not something Zhang Ye cared about!