Eastern Province, at Huang Boxiong's home, Huang Boxiong was sitting with his father, Huang Jianan. Huang Jianan had a cold expression on his face, looking very angry.
"Zhao Chengshuang, he's really got some nerve!" Huang Jianan slammed his fist onto the table beside him, looking at Huang Boxiong angrily, and said: "Since they're pressuring you like this, why didn't you tell me directly? Instead, you ran off to the province to report this matter, saying all the good things. Now, it's too late for you to retract your statements. When you returned, you should have told me right away, I could have taken you to the Discipline Inspection Commission to file a record, and then expose the matter. With what Zhao Chengshuang has done, not to mention that orphanage of his, even Zhao Chengshuang himself wouldn't be hopping around anymore!"
"Dad, I... I had no choice..." Huang Boxiong lowered his head, saying: "They threatened us not just with money, they... they also took photos of us..."
