Yangcheng, Jiangwang Courtyard.
Gao Yucai, the Jiangwang, was sitting in his office, his expression as cold as ice, staring at the Douyin live-streaming platform.
He had been following Lin Shuang's live stream earlier.
The scene where Long Baixiang and that group of black-and-white executives were destroyed had been witnessed by him firsthand.
At this moment, Lin Shuang was heading straight toward Jiangwang Courtyard.
Gao Yucai's face was cold as frost. "Long Baixiang, that useless piece of trash..."
He gritted his teeth. When Long Baixiang messed up, he even implicated Gao Yucai.
This involvement had dragged Gao Yucai into the chaos.
"Mr. Gao, what should we do? Should we send in the army to block him?" the female secretary asked solemnly.
Gao Yucai shook his head coldly. "The army is not suitable to act—no need for them yet. Deploy additional armed police for support. Surround the courtyard. Let him come to us."
