When Zhuo Xiangqiao arrived, he immediately drew everyone's attention to himself, especially the reporters. Frank watched as the reporters who were initially gathered around him suddenly swarmed towards Zhuo Xiangqiao, a flash of anger crossed his eyes, but soon disappeared.
He walked up to Zhuo Xiangqiao, wanting to say something to him, but just as he was only a step away, Zhuo Xiang moved off in another direction.
Frank, once again left standing there by Zhuo Xiangqiao, had his facial expression twisted once more.
He clenched his hands tightly, and the force of his anger caused his knuckles to crack.
"President..." Joe, standing behind him, naturally noticed his movements and softly reminded him.
"I know..." Frank suppressed the anger in his chest and replied to him in a deep voice, still aware of what day it was today, so no matter what happened, he had to control his temper.
He took a deep breath to suppress the surging anger within his heart.
