The reporters' questions were relentless, cutting to the heart.
They mercilessly tore away the veil from Zhang Xianxian's head.
Zhang Dalong just stood there, stunned.
Cheating?
A problem with her public persona?
106 points?
What was going on?
Before Zhang Dalong could react, a reporter pressed on, "Does your silence mean you're conceding the point?"
"It seems Mr. Zhang is not yet aware of Miss Zhang's college entrance exam score, am I right, Mr. Zhang?"
As the head of a group, Zhang Dalong knew his top priority now was to make sense of the situation.
At times like this, whatever you say can be taken the wrong way.
He tried hard to calm down, looked up at the reporters, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I'm not in a position to give an interview today."
With that, a few assistants, having realized the situation, quickly stepped forward and blocked the swarming reporters.
Zhang Dalong ducked down and quickly walked into the luxury car parked by the roadside.