Confident he had guessed everything, under golden wire frame glasses, Zhuo Wei's eyes were nothing short of sharp.

Watching his domineering demeanor, Xu Fan couldn't help but chuckle.

He only needed to move his lips, and he'd have Xu Fan offering up forty million. This guy really had quite the appetite.

"So you're saying, Journalist Zhuo, that this is essentially a robbery?"

"You could see it that way."

Zhuo Wei, with no hint of modesty, calmly nodded,

"My friend, I'm truly sorry, but my brain works very well. Today, you've fallen into my hands. If you don't want your beloved lady friend to be caught in a scandal, you should placate me willingly."

"Heh heh..."

Listening to Zhuo Wei's meaning, even if Xu Fan delivered the money right before his eyes, he wouldn't utter a word to him.

It was laughable, really. Guan Shimeng innocently wanted to rely on her own abilities, without any external help, to strive for her dream. But in the end, there would still be people with ulterior motives using such vile methods to deal with her.

Perhaps the world was just that filthy. Only...

Some things in this world, even if they meant getting one's hands dirty, were worth protecting.

After taking a deep breath, Xu Fan smiled and looked at Zhuo Wei, saying, "Fine, Journalist Zhuo, please wait a moment."

Having said that, Xu Fan got up and walked straight out of the café.

"Young man..."

Watching Xu Fan's retreating figure, a smug smile curled up at the corners of Zhuo Wei's mouth.

He adjusted his golden glasses, his smile growing ever more radiant.

He hadn't expected that today's trip would net him an easy forty million!

Who told this young man to fall into his hands?

This dumb loss, he didn't want to swallow it, but he'd have to stuff it down obediently!

Zhuo Wei sat in the café, waiting. Before long, he saw Xu Fan return.

"Hmm?"

As Xu Fan approached, Zhuo Wei's eyes landed on the black plastic bag in Xu Fan's hand and he furrowed his brows.

During the time Xu Fan was away, he had been pondering whether the young man would bring cash or a bank card.

The full plastic bag in his hand evidently suggested cash.

But could forty million be contained in a single plastic bag?

"Young man, it seems you didn't quite understand what I said earlier?"

Seeing Xu Fan toss the plastic bag onto the table, Zhuo Wei frowned and started to threaten coldly.

"Don't think for a second that I, Zhuo, am merely bluffing. If you don't cooperate, by tomorrow, not only will Guan Shimeng be ruined, but you too will be disgraced. Do you believe me?"

"Journalist Zhuo, don't rush to scare me. Open the plastic bag and see for yourself," Xu Fan said, standing in front of Zhuo Wei with a smile, pointing to the plastic bag on the table.

"Hmm?"

Zhuo Wei paused, scrutinizing Xu Fan's expression, wondering if what the young man was offering could be something like diamonds which could also exceed forty million in value.

Driven by curiosity, Zhuo Wei reached out and opened the plastic bag before him.

"You!"

Seeing the contents of the plastic bag, Zhuo Wei's face turned green!

His eyes blazed with fury as he glared viciously at Xu Fan!

"You little punk! You dare to toy with me?"

What was in the plastic bag was certainly not the diamonds he was expecting. It was all Joss Paper!

Ten thousand denominations of Joss Paper! A whole plastic bag full, probably more than forty million, maybe even more than a billion!

"This money suits a reporter like you better."

Xu Fan glanced indifferently at Zhuo Wei and said.

"Hmph! Cocky brat, aren't you? Let me tell you, you're done!"

Realizing he couldn't squeeze a penny out of Xu Fan, Zhuo Wei stood up in anger and headed straight for the exit of the cafe.

He had made up his mind, whether it was Guan Shimeng or this bold Qianfan Guo who dared to toy with him, by tomorrow, he would make them regret it deeply!

Fuming, Zhuo Wei left the cafe and got directly into the car parked nearby.

Sitting in the driver's seat, his face was beet red with rage!

In all these years of swaggering through the entertainment industry, who wasn't afraid of him?

Even a top-tier star like Li Qinghe wouldn't dare to humiliate him like this!

"You little shit! I will make sure you make the headlines tomorrow!"

Starting the car, Zhuo Wei smacked the steering wheel hard and prepared to head straight back to the company to plan how to create a huge news story!

"Don't be in a hurry to put me on the headlines, I don't have the surname Wang."

"What!"

Suddenly, an ethereal voice came from behind, making Zhuo Wei shudder!

Looking through the rearview mirror, he saw Xu Fan, who he had just parted ways with, sitting comfortably in the back seat.

Next to him, was that bag of Joss Paper!

"How... how did you get in here!"

Sweat broke out on his back, and Zhuo Wei's voice trembled.

This guy should be at the cafe right now; how did he get into his car without making a sound?

And how did he himself not notice at all?

Could it be that this guy was a ghost?

Looking at the bag of Joss Paper on the back seat, Zhuo Wei couldn't help swallowing.

Encountering a ghost in broad daylight, could it be that his retribution had arrived?

"Reporter Zhuo, no need to be so nervous, it's not likely for ghosts to appear in broad daylight."

"Now, just drive obediently and take me to a place."

Xu Fan said casually, his eyes sweeping over Zhuo Wei's volatile face.

"Why... why should I listen to you?"

Zhuo Wei gripped the steering wheel tightly, mustering courage as he spoke.

Used to dealing with the revenge of his adversaries year-round, he was quite familiar with this kind of situation. Now, rolling his eyes around, he began to devise a plan in his mind.

"Why should you listen to me?"

Xu Fan leaned forward slightly and pressed his palm directly against Zhuo Wei's chest.

"I don't have Reporter Zhuo's ability to dominate and rule the entertainment circle."

Xu Fan articulated each word, as Zhuo Wei's face swiftly turned the color of liver.

It felt as though a boulder weighing a thousand pounds was resting on his heart!

The oppressive force was growing stronger, and he could even hear the sound of his ribs nearly cracking in his ears!

With such overwhelming force, it wouldn't be long before his heart couldn't withstand the pressure and burst!

"However, Reporter Zhuo, if I wanted to kill you, it wouldn't be any harder than squashing an ant."

Threat!

This was a naked threat!

Hearing the youth's haunting voice from behind, Zhuo Wei's brain turned into a mess.

He realized that his own threats were child's play in front of this young man...

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