King's Awakening

Sayon, Wenx Hotel.

Over half an hour had passed, about ten minutes remained from the one hour White Mitchell had spoken of.

The folks of the Jones Group, who were approaching their lunch break, began to look increasingly desperate.

If there is no sign of them now, once lunchtime arrives, surely they can’t expect the journalists to appear, can they?

This was clearly unrealistic. They understood the journalists very well.

Normally, they treated them like gods, fearing any mishap that might upset them.

Not to mention encroaching on their rest time, they would not dare to even delay them from getting off work by one minute.

Under the current circumstances, they had almost completely given up hope. They could only watch helplessly as the press conference they had painstakingly prepared fell apart.

Contrary to their despair, Will Jones and his associates watched time trickle away, their faces filled with increasing smugness.

Will Jones pretentiously asked, “Ryan, what time is it now? I feel a bit hungry. Isn’t it almost lunchtime?”

Will Jones’s voice, unmasked, was clearly meant for Sherry Jones and the others to hear, bearing a taste of triumph.

Ryan, getting the hint, immediately raised his voice and replied, “That’s right, Mr. Jones. It’s almost noon. It’s time for lunch. I don’t think we should wait any longer. If we wait any longer, they won’t be able to fart.

If there were any journalists, they would have been here early. Why would they wait until now?”

Oh?

Will Jones pretended to be surprised, then feigned pity while speaking to Sherry Jones: “Is it almost noon already?

Tsk tsk tsk No Jesus, no journalists. What, are you going to continue to resist to the end?

Just admit defeat mercy and go on your knees to apologize to Mr. Weiden. Don’t waste everyone’s time any longer. You couldn’t possibly be wishing for a mira ”

Before the word ‘miracle’ could be fully uttered, the voice of a young journalist clad in a vest with a camera in his hand was heard tentatively at the entrance of the conference room.

“Ex excuse me. Is this the press conference venue for the Jones Group? I’m a journalist from Sayon Business Entertainment Post. I I’m here for the press conference.”

What?!

A journalist?

Hearing this, the faces of the people in the room froze, standing in place in a daze, as if their minds had short-circuited.

“Um Did I come to the wrong place?” At this moment, the young journalist’s voice rang out again.

This time, the people from the Jones Group finally reacted, their faces instantly lighting up with surprise and joy.

“No no! This is the press conference of the Jones Group! Come in, come in ”

At this moment, it felt like a bout of heavy rain after a long drought for the Jones Group, making them happier and more excited than even the New Year.

However, the expression on Will Jones’s face wasn’t so pleasant anymore.

Will Jones glared at Antonio Woods and said angrily, “Fuck! What the hell is Antonio doing!? Call him immediately and ask him about it!

Didn’t we agree not to let any journalists show up? How come there are still journalists coming now? Did he not make it clear to the TV station?

Tell him to come over here right away! If there’s any leak in this journalist link today, let him explain to Mr. Weiden himself!”

Hearing this, Ryan hastily snuck out to call Antonio.

After venting his anger, Will Jones, with a dark face, ruthlessly glanced at Sherry Jones and scornfully said, “Hmph! It’s merely a Business Entertainment Post. Never heard of it. It’s just a tiny newspaper.

Look at what you’ve achieved. Do you think that such an obscure tabloid can make a splash? Ridiculous!

Maybe, this small news agency will disappear completely tomorrow for making this foolish decision today ”

Thump! Thump! Thump!!!

Just when Will Jones was speaking with an unclear tone, another voice appeared at the door of the conference hall, “Hello, is this the press conference for Jones Group? I am a reporter from Sayon Evening News, I am here to ”

Huh?

Sayon Evening News?

Upon hearing the name of this newspaper, the mockery on Will Jones’s face abruptly stopped.

Sayon Evening News, in Sayon, was considered a moderately popular mainstream outlet. Although it was not as popular as Sayon TV, its influence was not to be underestimated.

How did they get here? What the hell was Antonio Woods doing!?

The feeling of heat spread across Will Jones’s face as if he had been slapped. His entire expression fell.

However, the situation that irritated him was far from over.

Almost immediately after the Sayon Evening reporter appeared, two to three other media outlets with hundreds of thousands of followers appeared at the scene.

Then, Sayon Voice, Sayon Business News, Sayon Headlines…

Whoosh!

One after another, well-known media organizations from Sayon appeared in the conference hall, one after the other, creating immense momentum that was overwhelming.

In less than five minutes, the venue, which could originally accommodate two to three hundred people, was suddenly filled with media reporters. There weren’t even enough seats, so many reporters had to stand.

Yet, even though they were standing, there was no dissatisfaction on the reporters’ faces, but rather they seemed to be eagerly awaiting what was to come.

The excitement of the scene was unprecedented. If you didn’t know better, you might think the Mayor was holding a press conference here.

What what the fuck is going on!?

Seeing this, Will Jones was so annoyed his face turned green. At this moment, he wished he could grab Antonio Woods and give him a good beating.

“Motherfucking Antonio Woods! Is this the ‘Not a single reporter will show up’ situation you were talking about?! Fuck your ancestors!” Will Jones felt an indescribable sense of oppression in his heart.

Right at this moment, an unabashedly proud Elijah Bailey showed up with a few employees of Jones Group. He directly walked over to Will Jones and said teasingly, “Sorry, these seats are for reporters.

Non-essential personnel, can you please move? If you want to watch, you can stand, but please stand a little further away, don’t block everyone’s lens!

Otherwise, with your face, who knows, it might even adversely affect the image of our press conference.”

“You!”

Will Jones was so angry that his eyes bulged with fury. He stood up angrily with a grim face, looking very frustrated.

Just then, Antonio Woods appeared in the conference hall with a sheepish expression. When he saw so many media personnel, he couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath.

“What what happened? I clearly greeted Dean, the money was given, why are there still so many reporters?” Antonio Woods said, clearly confused.

After hearing this, Will Jones’s face looked like it was about to sweat venom, he snapped, “Are you fucking asking me? I want to fucking ask you!”

Gulp!

Antonio Woods swallowed, he didn’t care much about whether Will Jones was angry or not. But if Hans Weiden found out about this, would he even have any good days ahead?

Moreover, he had collaborated with Dean many times, and there had never been any issues.

What was going on? Could it be that he didn’t explain properly to Dean, or that Dean didn’t understand what he said that day?

Thinking of this, Antonio Woods frowned and hurriedly said, “You all wait a moment, the person from Sayon TV hasn’t arrived yet, right? Maybe they misunderstood us.

I’ll go and explain to these reporters right away. Trust me, Dean from Sayon TV promised me explicitly, there won’t be any problems!

Once I’ve clarified everything, these reporters will immediately leave, and then, Sherry Jones’s press conference will be impossible to hold! Don’t worry! I’m going, I’m going!”