"Hello, are you here for the afternoon press conference? Show me your ID," Bruce said as he took two steps forward and stood in front of Eric.

"Didn’t I tell you? The ID is with another colleague. He’s in a traffic jam. I’ll give it to you when he gets here later. I’ll go up first to set up the camera," Eric said softly without looking up.

"Is that so? I’m sorry, but no one can enter without an ID," Bruce said coldly.

"Why are you like this? We have an appointment to attend the press conference this afternoon. If you continue to be like this, I’ll leave."

"You want to leave? Sure, but tell me which unit you’re from first. I basically know everyone we invited for the press conference. Take off your hat and let me see you." Seeing this person turn around to leave, Bruce took two steps forward and stood in front of him.

"Get out of my way. I told you I’m not participating. You’re not letting me go?" Eric looked at Bruce and pushed him as he prepared to walk out.

"Stop. Eric? You’re Eric, right?" Bruce said as he took two quick steps and pulled Eric back.

"What are you doing? I’m not Eric. Let go."

Bruce reached out and knocked the hat off his head. He then looked at the security guard at the door and said, "You say that you’re not Eric? Security, watch this person closely. He doesn’t have an ID and tried to break into the press conference."

When the two security guards standing at the door heard Bruce’s words, they hurriedly ran over and grabbed Eric, who was still struggling.

"What are you guys doing? How can you bully me? I already said that I’m here to attend the press conference. If you don’t welcome me, let me go." Seeing that he had been exposed, Eric stood in the hall and started to speak loudly.

"Eric, you don’t have to do this. Our CEO is already on guard against you. All the reporters at the press conference downstairs have already gone up. No one will listen to you," Bruce said coldly while glancing at Eric.

"Okay, it’s Owen again. You guys joined forces to bully me. Let me tell you, I’ve already prepared another video. I want you all to see the true colors of this bitch Anita," Eric said loudly as he struggled.

After hearing Eric’s words, Bruce immediately understood that the video he was talking about was probably the video he had taken when he was looking for Miss Anita at school today.

The camera Eric had brought was at the reception desk. Bruce turned and took it.

"How was it? You didn’t find it, did you?" Eric said smugly when he saw that Bruce couldn’t find it after searching the camera.

"Take out his phone and search his pockets," Bruce said to the security guard as he listened to Eric.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, this is illegal. How dare you search me?" Eric said loudly, but no one cared.

"Special assistant, he has a USB flash drive on him. Do you think this is it?" The security guard handed the thing he had found on him to Bruce.

"Eric, the video is in here, right? If you tell the truth now, I’ll consider letting you off. If President Owen sees it later, he won’t be so merciful," Bruce said to Eric while holding the USB.

"Hmph, don’t lie to me. None of you are good. So what if you get the video? I have a backup. If you don’t treat me well today, it won’t be something that can be resolved with two million," Eric said to Bruce.

"Keep an eye on him. I’ll go up first." Bruce ignored Eric and walked toward the elevator.

"Stop right there. Where’s that b*tch Anita? Let her see me. She’s fooling around with other men. Why is she pretending to be innocent?" Eric said even louder as he looked at Bruce’s back.

"Get him to the security room and lock him up," Bruce said as he turned around and walked back to the two security guards.

"Yes, Special Assistant," the two security guards said and turned to carry Bruce to the security room.

"What’s wrong? Are you guys afraid? Let me tell you, I have a lot of information that you don’t know," Bruce said as he walked.

When he was finally locked in the security room, Bruce turned and walked upstairs.

"President, Eric is really here. He had this USB flash drive on him. I’m not sure if it’s the video he wants to release at the press conference," Bruce said softly when he saw Owen on the 19th floor.

"As expected, he’s here. He came right to our door," Owen said coldly as he listened to Bruce.

"President, do you want to watch the video?" Bruce looked up at Owen again.

"There’s no hurry. I can watch the video later," Owen said as he took the flash drive from Bruce.