"You useless bastards! I spent a fortune to invite you here, and you can't even find a single person!"
"I clearly remember that when I was with her, I locked the door and drew the curtains. How could someone have taken a picture of us?"
Zhang Yao was puzzled. The video was so clear that it looked as if the other person was standing at the head of his bed watching their performance.
He later went to the hotel to check, but there was no surveillance and no one was in the corridor at the time.
He had signed a ten-year contract with the company, but was now sidelined, with a termination fee he couldn't afford. Given his current reputation, he was repeatedly rejected for private work.
He wants revenge, revenge on the paparazzi who leaked the information, revenge on the person who leaked the video to the paparazzi.
This has become an obsession for him, almost to the point of madness.
The two hackers were sweating profusely. The opponent's firewall was even more terrifying than they had imagined. It was not aggressive, but like a blank space. Once you walked in, there were layers of fog that you couldn't get through.
At least with their ability, there is no solution to this problem.
It's incredible that a whistleblower account could reach such a level. With such skills, they would be able to walk all over the world of hackers.
"We haven't solved the problem yet, and we don't want your money. You should find someone else who is more capable."
The two men threw their bank cards away and quickly slipped away.
I can't even solve the problem of a small whistleblower account. I am too ashamed to continue in the hacker world. I have to quit.
"Is it money I want? What I want is people!" Zhang Yao roared in anger from behind, but unfortunately, what answered him was the backs of the two people leaving resolutely.
I stretched out my hands and clenched them tightly, but I didn't catch anything.
Zhang Yao's face turned pale and he fell to the ground.
After a long moment, he raised his head. His face was haggard, his eyes bloodshot, his beard unshaven, his hair unwashed and tangled, his clothes wrinkled and wrinkled. He looked like a demon.
"Yan Mofei, Ling Qingzhu, if I become like this, you won't have an easy life!"
He slammed his fist on the ground, then grimaced in pain like a funny devil.
Holding the bank card in his hand, Zhang Yao went out.
The screenwriter of the crew has been losing hair at a visible rate recently. He has no idea how many times he has revised the script. The dark circles under his eyes from staying up late now cover most of his face.
"Sister Ling, this job of yours is really not for human beings. If you continue like this, I will die young."
Ling Qingzhu smiled, looked at the newly finished script and said, "You are almost forty, so it is not considered an early death."
"This is your overtime pay, I gave it to you personally. In addition, the crew will also compensate you."
"This is the last time, you can have a good rest."
Holding the bank card in his hand, the screenwriter smiled so hard that only dark circles could be seen under his eyes: "Really? That's really great."
"No need to rush, I'll go to sleep first as a courtesy."
He fell headfirst onto the table, and Ling Qingzhu was so scared that she quickly reached out to check his breathing. However, before her hand touched him, she heard loud snoring.
Ling Qingzhu smiled helplessly and ordered someone to carry the editor downstairs to sleep.
Seeing this, the other staff members were quite moved: "Teacher Ling, you and the screenwriter worked overtime to revise the script together. How come he is like this, while you are getting better and better?"
Two blushes quickly appeared on Ling Qingzhu's face, but because of the blush and the dim light outside, no one could see it.
She looked at Yan Mofei who was waiting there and smiled shyly.
Maybe this is the nourishment of love.
"Because I usually get enough rest, you all should go back and rest. Tomorrow is a day off for everyone."
The crowd cheered and then dispersed.
Ling Qingzhu walked to Yan Mofei's side with her arms open, but she was afraid that the paparazzi would take pictures of her, so she didn't hold Yan Mofei's hand in the end.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so late."
"Let me treat you guys to a late-night snack. There's a late-night snack stall nearby. The director mentioned it to me and said it's delicious."
Yan Mofei nodded, and the two walked towards Yan Mofei's car.
Old Song was sitting upright in the driver's seat, while Yang Xiaoli was leaning against the car window, looking over here, her round eyes curved with a smile, one hand holding a mobile phone with only the camera part exposed, and she was taking pictures continuously at this side.
"The boss is so handsome, all the beauties belong to him."
Although she had a unique angle, she only captured Yan Mofei's part when she took the photo.
As she watched, she felt something was wrong.
Yang Xiaoli shouted over there: "Boss, be careful!"
Yan Mofei felt the sound of breaking air at the same time. He reacted very quickly, grabbed Ling Qingzhu and dodged to the side.
A fist-sized stone just brushed past his shoulder. If it had hit him, his head would have probably exploded with blood.
Yan Mofei looked behind him coldly, and saw several people coming out of the night, holding weapons such as steel pipes and machetes in their hands. They looked like ruffians and were obviously professional hooligans.
Those people looked at Ling Qingzhu, who was wearing a cheongsam, and whistled at her.
"Hey, this chick is pretty good."
"What do you want to do?"
"What for? Someone is offering to buy one of your arms and legs. If you're willing to surrender and cut off your arms and legs yourself, we can let you go."
"Otherwise, I like this girl, I can take her home and have some fun with her."
Ling Qingzhu's face was gloomy: "Do you know who I am?"
The leader stroked his purple hair and said, "Isn't he just an actor? I don't know how many people have slept with him, but he really thinks he's precious."
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