As soon as Liu Dacheng walked in, his colleagues were all shocked.

"Dacheng, what's wrong with you? Why do you look thinner?"

"Yeah, what have you been doing these days?"

"Hurry up and go find the boss. He hasn't been able to find you these past two days and he's already lost his temper several times."

"I heard you got some big news. I'm so envious."

…

Liu Dacheng frowned slightly.

He walked into the boss's room.

"boss."

The boss’s surname is Nie, and his name is Nie Feng.

It’s a very domineering name, but Nie Feng himself doesn’t look domineering at all, he’s just a little fat boy.

"Liu Dacheng, you're finally here. What the hell are you doing? Are you playing hide-and-seek? Didn't you call and say you got the photos? Why didn't you send them to me right away? Didn't you sell them to someone else?"

"Boss, I don't understand what you are talking about. Photos? What photos?"

Liu Dacheng looked innocent.

Suddenly, Nie Feng was dumbfounded.

"You, you, you wouldn't really sell it to someone else, would you? It's not fair for you to do that. I haven't let you down in all these years, have I?"

Liu Dacheng explained seriously: "Boss, I really don't know what photos you are talking about. I even smashed my camera myself."

puff!

Nie Feng almost fell down.

"Fuck, are you crazy? You smashed the camera? Are you crazy? Or have you found your conscience and don't want to be a paparazzi anymore?"

Liu Dacheng was stunned. "Hey, now that you mention it, it seems like I really have a change of heart. However, I really have no idea what the photo means. Did I say anything to you on the phone?"

Nie Feng opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.