The press release was held at Grandview Hotel.
At the moment, the hotel was already packed with people. Most of them were wearing a white bandana with the word ‘protest’ written over it. The remaining people were either there because they saw the news online, or because they wanted to get some compensation. They couldn’t get in, of course, but they could see the live broadcast through the big screen on the hotel’s front door.
The only people who could get in were reporters, food quality assessors, and so-called independent media.
Worried that the crowd might cause a commotion when they saw Vinson, the bodyguard asked the driver to stop right at the entrance. Only then did Vinson manage to get in without a hitch. However, he didn’t go straight to the conference hall where the press release was held. Instead, the man went to the restaurant and ordered some food.
Rayson was worried sick, and he said, “Sir, it’s chaos out there. Some of the media came uninvited, but I can’t stop them, or that’d be bad for our rep. You might have to chase them out yourself.”
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