I Only Sell Murder Houses

I had already figured out Du Yunting’s methods.

He was Du Yunting now, not Du Ruhai, and the Weihai Group was no longer the Weihai Group of Du Ruhai’s era.

So he had learned to keep a low profile and started cultivating a public image.

The old Du Ruhai had done everything with extreme arrogance and fanfare.

The current Du Yunting, on the other hand, preferred underhanded schemes that could never withstand the light of day.

After I warned her, Pan Xiaorou replied calmly, “The head that wears the crown must bear its weight. If I couldn’t handle two reporters, someone else would have taken this position long ago.”

I had to admit, Pan Xiaorou knew how to handle herself.

Women absolutely could not be underestimated these days. She had manipulated us once before, and Lin Yin had done the same not long ago.

The fact that she had seen through Lin Yin at a glance further demonstrated Pan Xiaorou’s wisdom in dealing with people and the world.