Wang Zhen drank a lot that night. In the end, he was sent to a hotel by a friend and spent the night there.

When he woke up the next day, he had a terrible headache. He looked around at the unfamiliar environment and vaguely remembered that he was sent to a hotel.

He sat up and found his phone. It was out of battery.

He called the front desk of the hotel and asked them to send him a charger. He also asked for two hangover pills.

The staff at the front desk sent what he asked for in a short while. When he gave the staff a tip, he took out a piece of paper with a phone number on it.

Wang Zhen's eyes moved slightly. He handed the waiter a red bill and turned around to close the door.

After charging his phone and turning it on automatically, it kept vibrating.

Wang Zhen called his assistant first. He stared at the number on the note for a while and dialed the number.

"Who is it?" A hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone. He sounded a little unhappy because he was woken up.

Wang Zhen paused and said, "I heard that you have Feng Jing material in your hands?"

The person on the other end of the phone was quiet for a while. When he spoke again, his voice was much more sober than before. "Who are you?"

"You don't have to know who I am. Do you have his material in your hands?"

"I do, but it depends on your sincerity."

Wang Zhen sneered. Sincerity?

Isn't it just money?

"Name a price."

"Well … it's hard to say over the phone. I think we should meet somewhere to talk, okay?"

"Sure, let's book the coffee shop on the first floor of the European Hotel."

"Okay, see you in an hour."

Wang Zhen hung up the phone. His head was still hurting badly.

He took a pill and went to take a bath. Finally, he felt better.

After he dressed up, he checked out of the hotel and went to the coffee shop downstairs. He ordered some food.

The other party came on time. Although they didn't meet like online friends and agree to meet with a token, the young paparazzo still recognized Wang Zhen at a glance.

— — He was the son-in-law of the Feng Family. He had been paying attention to him for a while, but recently, things had not been going well for him. He even went to court with the Feng Family.

He wanted to buy Feng Jing material?

Heh, these wealthy families are really interesting.

"Brother." He stepped forward and called out to Wang Zhen tentatively.

Wang Zhen recognized his voice and raised his eyes to look at him. He quickly retracted his gaze and said, "Sit."

The paparazzo smiled and sat down opposite him.

There was a lot of food on the table, but there was only one serving. The paparazzo said indifferently, "Seeing you eat so happily, I suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten yet."

Wang Zhen said impatiently, "I didn't ask you out for a meal.

Did you bring it? "

"Yes, but how much do you intend to spend?"

Wang Zhen asked, "How much do you intend to sell it for?"

The paparazzo subconsciously lowered his head and gestured a number to him. "Ten million."

"Heh, why don't you just go and rob them?" Wang Zhen looked at him coldly.

"My information is definitely worth ten million."

"Is that so?"

Wang Zhen sneered, "Whatever news you paparazzi have, it's completely meaningless if you don't expose it. I suddenly feel that I should just wait for other people to buy your news. Why should I be the one to be the one to buy it?"

The paparazzo also laughed. "You are right. Actually, I don't want to sell it so early. I have been bidding for it for a while now, but I haven't sold it yet.

Feng Jing is in the limelight now. According to his current development, it is only a matter of time before he wins the Best Actor Award on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. When that time comes, my information can be sold at a higher price.

As long as you wait, of course, you can enjoy it for free. "

Wang Zhen pursed his lips and did not say anything else.

The paparazzo saw him like this and felt a little proud. He knew that Wang Zhen was not in a good situation now and definitely did not have the patience to wait until then.

Wang Zhen thought for a while and said unhappily, "I want to see what you have first."

"Okay."

The paparazzo took out his phone and tapped on it for a while. Then, he turned the screen to Wang Zhen. "This is a five-second demo. The full video is more exciting."

Wang Zhen was a little disdainful at first, but was quickly attracted by the image on the video.

His expression was obviously very surprised. After the video finished playing five seconds later, he still had not recovered from his shock. "What … what happened to him?"

"Who knows? Maybe there is something wrong with his mind.

They are under a lot of pressure in this line of work. Almost all of them have some kind of mental illness. "

However, Feng Jing's condition was really serious. When he first saw it, he was also quite shocked.

Wang Zhen still had not calmed down. "How can he go out to work when he is like this?"

"I have observed him for a while. He seems to only act up at night. Didn't he get arrested a while ago because he could not film past midnight?

It should be because of this, "the paparazzo said and smiled at Wang Zhen." What do you think? My video is worth ten million, right?

If you use it well, it is possible that Feng Jing will never be able to make a comeback.

The entertainment industry is very fickle. "

Although this news was indeed very explosive, Wang Zhen was still a little hesitant.

His situation was not good now. He was really unwilling to give ten million to a hooligan.

But when he thought about how Feng Ping was suppressing him and not giving him any chance to survive, he frowned and said, "I can give you five million at most. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it."

The paparazzo also frowned. He thought that Wang Zhen could be easily manipulated by him. He did not expect him to be so difficult to deal with.

Wang Zhen felt a little better. After all, he was also a businessman. How could he lose to a paparazzo at the negotiating table?

He relaxed and took a sip of the coffee that was almost cold. "I am tight on money now. I can only give you five million. If you think it is too little, you can consider selling it to Tian Qin.

Feng Jing is their brand now. They can even give you twenty million, let alone ten million. "

The paparazzo had of course thought of selling to Tian Qin. But Feng Jing's manager, Qin Fan, was not easy to deal with.

Even a big paparazzo studio could not get any benefits from him, let alone a wild paparazzo.

This time, he was able to take this video purely because of luck.

Wang Zhen saw his hesitation and said calmly, "But I still have to remind you. You might be the only one who took this video of Feng Jing's incident. But it is not certain if it will be taken by others in the future.

You have been holding on to the video. Be careful, you might not be able to sell it in the future. "

The paparazzo was silent for a while and said, "Fine. Five million it is!"

Anyway, this news was taken by the two of them. If the two of them split the profits, each of them would get 250!

He gave Wang Zhen his card number. The two of them exchanged the money and the goods.

When Wang Zhen received the full version of the video, he could not wait to watch it.

Feng Jing's performance could be said to be very exciting. He must promote him well.

At this time, Feng Jing was still on the phone with Jiang Ran. He asked her if her parents were satisfied with his performance yesterday.

The two of them talked about this and that and talked for an hour.

In the past, Jiang Ran could not even finish her 50 minutes of call time per month. After they started dating, 500 minutes was not even enough.

The conversation was not over yet. On the other side, Qin Fan called Feng Jing's phone.

Feng Jing glanced at it and said impatiently, "Wait a minute. Qin Fan is calling. Let me ask him what's the matter."

"Then you guys talk first. I'm hanging up."

"… Okay."

When Feng Jing heard the phone hang up, he was very unhappy and picked up Qin Fan's call. "What do you want now?

I remember that I am on sick leave now. "

"You are going to be on sick leave for the rest of your life."

Qin Fan's voice sounded worse than his. The two of them had worked together for a few years. Feng Jing quickly realized that the matter was not simple. "What happened?"

"The video that Michel showed me before was exposed on the Internet."

Feng Jing's mind went "dang". It was as if someone had hit a clock in his head. "Wasn't that video deleted?"

"It's not the one that Michel recorded, but the content is similar. It was filmed by someone else."

Feng Jing now understood why he was in such a bad mood. It was because this matter was really terrible!

"I'll go online and take a look now."

He did not hang up Qin Fan's call. Qin Fan did not hang up either.

The two of them did not speak. For a moment, it was strangely quiet.

Feng Jing operated the computer with one hand and quickly logged into Weibo. As soon as he entered, he saw his first trending topic of the new year — Feng Jing suspected of mental disorder.

At a glance, it was obvious that someone had paid for the trending topic. Moreover, they had bought several marketing accounts at the same time. The words and the exclamation mark at the end of the post were exactly the same.

The video had been posted for less than ten minutes, but it had already received millions of views. Feng Jing did not need to click on it to know what was inside.

"Did you see it?"

Qin Fan said, "You were running on all fours, squatting down, scratching your face, biting the curtain. Fortunately, you did not pee."

"…" Feng Jing's mouth twitched. "You don't have to describe it in such detail."

"I asked Michel. The curtain was originally closed. Later, you suddenly fell ill and opened the curtain yourself. After that, he closed it again.

The video was recorded in Zhenshui Village. If it was in Huadu, this kind of thing would not have happened. "

"Is there any point in saying this now?

Huadu is not necessarily 100% safe. What can the paparazzi not do? "

Qin Fan also felt that it was meaningless to dwell on this now, so he said, "The company has already initiated emergency public relations. Wait for the news. Also, don't go out for the next few days."

Feng Jing's heart sank. "What about Jiang Ran?

The reporters will definitely go to her again. "

"I'll contact Feng Ping and find a way to pick her up. Don't go out by yourself."

"Then hurry up. Contact me when you pick her up." Feng Jing hung up the phone. He wanted to inform Jiang Ran about this matter as soon as possible.

After dialing the phone, no one picked up for a long time. Feng Jing felt even more nervous. Could it be that the reporters had found Jiang Ran so quickly?

He guessed wrong.

The reporters were still on their way. Jiang Ran was just shocked by the video in front of her that she forgot to answer the phone.

After she ended the call with Feng Jing, she saw the video of Feng Jing being exposed on the Internet.

She widened her eyes in disbelief and whispered, "Er Huang?"