"Okay."

After returning last night, Han Dongxu had someone inquire about Zhuo Wei's information. When Xu Fan asked about it now, Han Dongxu began to explain.

Zhuo Wei is considered the Sect Leader of the paparazzi in Shanghai, and he has quite the reputation.

In recent years, many popular celebrities had scandals exposed by him, and afterwards, they would vanish into obscurity, becoming has-beens.

Among these entertainers, some indeed had skeletons in their closets, but the majority fell victim to the public opinion offensives launched by Zhuo Wei.

Even numerous entertainment companies would hire this paparazzi Sect Leader to smear rival companies' artists in order to attack competing performers.

After listening to Han Dongxu's explanation, Xu Fan couldn't help but frown.

Clearly, this paparazzi comrade makes his money by smearing artists.

This time, Guan Shimeng had obviously been targeted by a rival company and consequently marked by Zhuo Wei.

Towards Guan Shimeng, Xu Fan had a hundred percent trust. She was clean, and Zhuo Wei definitely wouldn't be able to find any dirt on her.

It's just that this guy excels at fabricating facts. Once the public opinion is spread, people will parrot what they hear, and Guan Shimeng's career might be threatened.

He himself must find Zhuo Wei and have a talk about this matter.

Xu Fan let out a sigh and said, "Han Dongxu, see if you could find someone to arrange a meeting with him for me this afternoon?"

"There shouldn't be a problem with that, but boss..."

Having a wide network of connections, there shouldn't be too much of a problem to set up a meeting with Zhuo Wei. However, Han Dongxu was now somewhat worried.

"Zhuo Wei is not an easy man to deal with."

Many people have wanted to teach Zhuo Wei a lesson because of his actions, but he is still living well to this day.

This made it clear that he had strong backing. Xu Fan's intention was not to reveal his identity but to handle Zhuo Wei discreetly.

Now that he knew Zhuo Wei's background, Han Dongxu reckoned that Xu Fan's plan would be difficult to carry out.

"Don't worry, I have my own limits."

Hearing Han Dongxu voice his concerns, Xu Fan smiled and reassured him.

No matter how formidable Zhuo Wei was, he would have to submit under his own fists!

"Okay, boss. Then I'll do as you said. I'll have someone arrange the meeting for you. If it can't be settled, just let me know."

"I'll send you the time and place of the meeting later."

Han Dongxu didn't raise any objections this time and agreed right away.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Fan soon received the location and time sent by Han Dongxu.

Calculating the time needed for the journey, it was about time to leave. Xu Fan prepared a breakfast, placed it by the bed for Miaomiao, and left a note before heading out.

The agreed meeting place with Zhuo Wei was a coffee shop. After driving to the destination, Xu Fan waited inside the coffee shop.

He ordered a coffee and sat in a window seat, waiting. Roughly a quarter of an hour after the agreed time, he saw the smartly dressed Zhuo Wei walk in through the door.

Zhuo Wei approached upon seeing Xu Fan.

"What's the matter? What do you want from me?"

Sitting down opposite Xu Fan with an air of arrogance and crossing his legs, Zhuo Wei asked haughtily.

Clearly, Han Dongxu hadn't disclosed Xu Fan's identity according to his instructions.

The guy obviously knew Xu Fan needed something from him, which was why he was so confident.

Xu Fan didn't mind and smiled, then said, "It seems, Journalist Zhuo, that you don't remember who I am."

"Oh? Have we met before?"

Hearing Xu Fan's words, Zhuo Wei looked at Xu Fan warily a few times.

Over the years, he had made many enemies. Now, instinctively, he felt that whoever was coming might not be friendly.

Xu Fan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. We just saw each other for the first time at last night's news conference."

"Journalist Zhuo, I believe you can guess why I am here this time, right?"

"Humph, who would have thought, eh? That little girl, she's on so many people's minds?"

Mentioning last night's news conference quickly led Zhuo Wei to guess Xu Fan's intentions.

Looking at Xu Fan, he sneered, "Brother, if you want me to do something for you, it won't come cheap. Can you afford it?"

Zhuo Wei was a very straightforward person—pay for services, no money, get lost.

Now, rolling his eyes, he began to calculate how much money he could extract from Xu Fan.

"I want to know who asked you to target Guan Shimeng this time. As for the price, you name it."

Xu Fan's blunt response caught Zhuo Wei off guard.

That confident statement made him take another look at the young man before him.

"Hehe, little brother, you sure are straightforward."

"My one and only principle is having no principles. Here's the deal, you give me ten million, and I'll tell you who assigned me the task."

At that moment, Zhuo Wei eyed the Patek Philippe on Xu Fan's wrist and shamelessly asked for a hefty sum.

"What's wrong? Little brother, can't you fork up the cash?"

Before Xu Fan could speak, Zhuo Wei, grinning, provocatively taunted him.

Ten million—this guy wasn't afraid of the wind snapping his tongue.

Seeing his taunting gaze, Xu Fan replied with a slight smile, "Okay, ten million it is."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's the spirit."

Hearing Xu Fan agree, Zhuo Wei couldn't help but narrow his eyes and said, "After we settle this deal, we'll calculate the next one."

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhuo Wei's words, Xu Fan couldn't help but look at him curiously.

Zhuo Wei smiled and said, "Additionally, you need to give me another thirty million."

"..."

Zhuo Wei's greed far exceeded Xu Fan's expectations. Watching him proudly demand another thirty million, Xu Fan couldn't help but laugh.

"Thirty million? How about you give me a reason, Journalist Zhuo?"

"Hehe, a reason? Isn't it simple? Qianfan Guo."

At that moment, Zhuo Wei coldly stared at Xu Fan and spoke.

Intuition told him that the man before him was likely that mysterious tycoon with close ties to Guan Shimeng, Qianfan Guo.

Otherwise, how could he nonchalantly agree to his terms?

Now leaning back on the sofa, Zhuo Wei pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his mouth quirking up as he spoke, "Qianfan Guo, I believe I've guessed correctly."

"Since you've managed to find me, you must know how much 'energy' I wield in this entertainment circle."

"I can unapologetically tell you that in this industry, if someone wants to be famous, they have to see if I, Zhuo, agree."

"Guan Shimeng, indeed, has pretty good qualifications all around. Brother Qianfan has a good eye for noticing her."

"But no matter how excellent she is, if she wants to be famous, that depends on whether I agree or not."

"The rise or fall of Guan Shimeng rests within a single thought of mine. So, Qianfan Guo, whether you like it or not, you will have to give me that thirty million."

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