Mo Xi was thinking about these things, but his eyes were fixed on the media reporters in front of the Mo Corporation's gate, who were leaving in a very embarrassed manner.
At this time, the head bodyguard who had just thrown the man had returned.
He looked at Mo Xi and asked respectfully, "Assistant Mo, An Chuan can't drink anymore. That old lady's face is also pale with fear. What should we do next?"
"Take him to the basement. I'll report to the young master. I think he has something to ask him later." After Mo Xi finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the Mo Corporation's office.
The bodyguard looked at Mo Xi's back and responded in a deep voice. He waved to his brothers in the distance and motioned for them to bring the man over.
The pedestrians who had been watching them finally left resentfully under the 'persuasion' of the other bodyguards.
