Chapter 111 I am young and afraid of cyberbullying
"Mr. Yang, isn't that right?"
Yang Ji's face turned pale, his hands on the table trembled, but he couldn't say a word.
Jiang Wanxing was in a good mood.
"I'm not an unreasonable person. No matter what I do, not bringing disaster to my family is the minimum bottom line. But what Mr. Yang Ji holds in his hand will really cause me a lot of trouble.
Mr. Yang has also seen it. I am young, only in my teens, and I am afraid of online violence. If you post this video online, how much trouble will it cause me..."
When she spoke, she seemed to be trying to persuade others.
In fact, Jiang Wanxing is not a person who likes to do things to the extreme.
It's just a small matter and could have been resolved through discussion. There's no need to turn it into a blood feud.
Yang Ji obviously also knew this.
He took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
"Ms. Jiang is right. I will delete the video."
"I only give people one chance. If you miss it, it will be gone."
Jiang Wanxing slowly stirred the coffee in the cup.
"I did say we could just pretend nothing happened, but you didn't listen, did you? Besides, are the chips we hold equal?"
Yang Ji's expression changed again and again, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Wanxing laughed.
“If you expose what you have, I’ll just get a few insults online, which won’t hurt me… I’m not afraid of being beaten, and I’m even less afraid of retaliation from people in northern Myanmar.
Mr. Yang is different. He has elderly parents and young children to support. I don't even need to post the video myself. If I just leak the photos and videos... you know the consequences, right? "
Yang Ji's face turned pale and even his attitude softened.
"Since Miss Jiang is determined to meet me in person, she won't do anything too radical, right?"
Jiang Wanxing nodded in agreement. "Yes, I don't like doing things that hurt others and don't benefit myself. I should leave some room for others so that we can meet again in the future, right?"
Yang Ji didn't say anything.
Jiang Wanxing continued, "My request is very simple. I just want Mr. Yang to do a few things for me when I need it."
Such a talent finally fell into her hands, and she must use it properly.
Hearing Jiang Wanxing's words, Yang Ji thought of Jiang Wanxing's status in China and said decisively: "I never interfere in the affairs of the entertainment industry."
"With Mr. Yang's ability, he could earn more as an entertainment reporter, right?"
You have to know that those companies, even the black industries, may not easily pay money.
After all, these people are rich and powerful.
Even if you are not short of money, like Jiang Wanxing, you simply cannot swallow this humiliation.
But it is much easier for celebrities to make money.
"Miss Jiang, since you can find me, you must know my detailed information."
Yang Ji said calmly, "I do this for the money, but at least I've done a lot of good things. If I just took photos of celebrities' scandals and then blackmailed them, it would really be meaningless."
"But you've affected me, and I'm doing good things, so why should I pay you?"
Yang Ji was silent for a moment, then asked, "Miss Jiang, are you short of money?"
Jiang Wanxing's identity is easy to find out. She is considered a top second-generation rich girl. Her family runs an entertainment company and she is not short of money at all.
Although Yang Ji didn't know how Miss Jiang knew the people in northern Myanmar, it didn't prevent him from believing that it would not be difficult for the girl in front of him to come up with millions or even tens of millions.
"I'm not short of money, but I can't swallow this."
Jiang Wanxing found it amusing, so he asked slowly, "At this point, Mr. Yang's bottom line should be lowered, especially after the falling out, when the costs incurred by both parties are not equal."
"good."
Finally, Yang Ji took a deep breath and said, "Three things, I will do three things for Miss Jiang."
"That's easy." Jiang Wanxing nodded. "Then I wish us a happy cooperation."
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
Just when Yang Ji thought Jiang Wanxing would leave immediately, he saw her sitting there with no intention of leaving.
"Miss Jiang...is there anything else you want to say?"
Jiang Wanxing looked down at his phone and asked slowly, "Is your daughter's ichthyosis easy to cure?"
The reason why Yang Ji needed so much money was not because her life was luxurious, but because her daughter suffered from congenital ichthyosis and her condition was very serious.
This is a disease that is not fatal, but is very painful.
Given her daughter's condition, there is no possibility of cure.
Even so, Yang Ji never gave up and took his daughter to various parts of the world for treatment.
However, most congenital diseases cannot be completely cured, let alone this kind of skin disease that manifests on the surface of the body.
Yang Ji's expression changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly again.
"If it were easy to treat, it would have been cured long ago."
Jiang Wanxing tilted his head to look at him and asked softly, "Have you heard of the Xzhou International Medical Research Institute?"
"Of course I've heard of it!"
Yang Ji didn't understand what Jiang Wanxing meant, but since the other party took the initiative to bring it up, there must be hope.
He was so excited that he almost stood up, but he remained restrained.
"But I heard that the International Medical Research Institute doesn't... doesn't accept patients."
The International Medical Research Institute is an institute.
As the name suggests, the research institute is mainly engaged in medical research.
If the International Medical Research Institute admitted patients to the outside, it would no longer be an institute but a hospital.
Yang Ji had been treating his daughter for so many years, so of course he had also inquired about the International Medical Research Institute.
However, the institute does not admit patients. Even if it does admit some patients free of charge, they are used for medical research, similar to the drug testers of major pharmaceutical companies.
How could he allow his own daughter to be part of an experiment.
"There are exceptions to everything."
Jiang Wanxing twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "It's the same principle as Mr. Yang just lowering his bottom line."
This time, Yang Ji stood up directly and asked, "Then how can I get into the International Medical Research Institute?"
Jiang Wanxing knew that he was anxious, but she was neither hurried nor slow.
"Mr. Yang, please sit down first and listen to me slowly."
"well……"
"If you want to get treatment at the International Medical Research Institute, there are two ways. First, spend money! Become an investor in the International Medical Research Institute."
Yang Ji stared straight at Jiang Wanxing, "How much?"
"Of course it's money you can never earn in your lifetime."
Jiang Wanxing smiled and took a sip of coffee.
"There are many elderly people in large families around the world who rely on the International Medical Research Institute for their survival. The amount of money they have invested in the International Medical Research Institute is something many people may have only seen on ghost money."
Yang Ji knew Jiang Wanxing was deliberately keeping him in suspense, so he took the initiative to ask, "What about the second method?"
"Of course, I'll have to curry favor with someone who has a say at the International Medical Research Institute. Since I specifically mentioned it, there must be a way. I can get your daughter into the International Medical Research Institute through my own channels."
"What does Miss Jiang want me to do?"
Jiang Wanxing said this time very straightforwardly, "More than three things, I want you to be available at any time."
Yang Ji looked at Jiang Wanxing deeply, "Can you guarantee that my daughter's illness can be cured?"
"No, I'm not a doctor."
Jiang Wanxing shrugged, "But I can guarantee that if the International Medical Research Institute can't cure this rare disease, then Mr. Yang won't be able to cure it no matter how many places he goes."
Yang Ji's hands were shaking.
He didn't know whether he should trust the young girl in front of him.
But his daughter is already six years old. Because of severe ichthyosis, she is very inferior and unwilling to go out and see people.
He didn't want to give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ji finally gave a bitter smile, the expression on his face was uglier than crying.
"Miss Jiang, do you know why I don't want to get involved in the entertainment industry?"
"I'd like to hear more about it."
Yang Ji said slowly, "My mother is a Buddhist who believes in retribution. I'm a worthless person and I can't make that much money through legal channels. Since... since I must blackmail the bad guys, then blackmailing them can be considered a good deed."
Jiang Wanxing looked at him with a smile on his face, "So Mr. Yang is targeting me? Am I a bad guy?"
"I'm sorry, I have no money..."
"You said you had no money, you just thought I wasn't a good person."
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