"Bang!"
The wine glass smashed against the handmade mural, staining it with bright red wine.
"Tell me, how did the news leak!"
Xu Jingsong glared fiercely at Cui Jizhong, his eyes red with anger.
[Shocking! Rumor has it that Bull Venture is already an empty shell!]
[Behind high returns, is it wise investing, or a downright Ponzi scheme?]
[Where did the money go? Bull Venture's legal person Cui Jizhong, deep diving into his past and present connections with Xu Group...]
[As the stars shift, using the people's money to fill your own deficit, how does Xu Group dare to be so audacious?]
[Behind soaring stock prices, is it outstanding performance or the final frenzy?]
...
One eye-catching headline after another, shocking stories emerged like bamboo shoots after spring rain.
So fast, so widespread, it was overwhelming.
Xu Group's PR team had already collapsed, and the website succumbed to countless attacks and insults.
