บท 44: Chinese Teacher Part 2

The Evening Post's President was a man of his word. One and a half days after that phone call, he had sent someone to deliver the picture, which was already framed. He even went the extra mile to hang it on the wall of Tang En's bedroom, facing Tang En's bed. That way, every morning when Tang En woke up, he would be able to witness that glorious moment first thing in the morning.

Under a sea of red, he was there, cheering and raising his hands.

It was like an oil painting titled "Victory", a piece of artwork that was worth treasuring forever.

Staring at the picture, Tang En thought of the best way to retaliate.