Chapter 1475
Giving You a Chance Was Useless
In the brief moment before the person entered the room, Zhuo Wei had a thought.
He wondered, who was this "witness"?
She is Zhang Yuan's assistant.
His company's employees.
Retaliation by dismissed employees.
Even if it's a close colleague, they might seem to have a good relationship, but in reality, they want him dead.
Zhuo Wei had investigated and found that many people wanted him dead, but most of them were very powerful figures.
Almost no minor actors wanted him dead, because they weren't qualified.
But to my surprise, it was the person himself who appeared.
For a moment, his mind went blank.
A thin line appeared in my head, emitting a sharp chirp and trembling incessantly.
My ears were ringing, and for a moment, I froze.
As I watched Zhang Yuan take those two steps in, a bass note, dubbed "Shijiazhuang Folk Song" online, suddenly popped into my head.
"Hehehe." Zhang Yuan laughed as he walked forward.
Zhuo Wei instinctively stepped back.
Before he could even move an inch, two burly men rushed forward.
"do not move!"
"I'll kill you if you move an inch!"
Zhang Yuan, with his hands in his pockets, walked towards him step by step.
Each footstep sounded like the clanging of chains from the underworld's guardian deities, ready to drag someone away, striking his heart with a resounding thud.
Zhuo Wei reacted a little and pushed up her glasses, which had slipped off her nose due to sweat.
Finished!
He realized something was very wrong.
When he heard the shocking news that it was related to Zhang Yuan and Yu Zheng's car accident, he was half excited and half scared.
But excitement still outweighed fear.
His mind was filled with images of becoming famous, successful, and renowned throughout the country.
People don't shed tears until they see the coffin.
Now that Zhang Yuan has personally appeared, he is like Yu Zheng—a bad heart, but a good mind.
I quickly realized that today was a setup, a deliberate attempt to lure me to this small restaurant in the suburbs.
That informant was also arranged by the other side.
The trap is set, now it's my turn.
So, this big news is also...
"Are you wondering if it's true or false that Yu Zheng's car accident is related to me?" Zhang Yuan stopped in front of him.
"I'm the kind of person who likes to tell a little lie sometimes."
In this respect, he and Jun'er are the same.
"But I never lie when it comes to crucial moments or important matters."
“I said I would be a witness, I said it to prove myself, and that’s the truth.”
Zhuo Wei's legs trembled violently.
If it's just a way of telling yourself a lie, then it's not so bad.
If it's true...
Yu Zhengdu was confronted by a large truck, and now a bunch of people are surrounding me. Do you think I can leave unscathed today?
He suspected that his fate today was also due to sheer luck.
After all, there are quite a few large trucks in the suburbs of Beijing, so it's reasonable for an occasional "whistling accident" to occur.
He understood that the other party coming to his door in person was a blatant way of telling him, "We're done playing this game; I'm going to flip the table."
Zhuo Wei could tell that he now had a style reminiscent of Emperor Jing of Han.
My moves are smooth, but my board is sharp.
“Yu Zheng and I have been having a disagreement lately,” Zhang Yuan said slowly.
"They beat up the people I sent to check the accounts."
"Tell me, what am I, as the boss, supposed to do?"
"There's no other way, this is the only solution."
"How are things on your end?" Zhang Yuan asked, then looked up at him.
"I heard you've been messing with me lately?"
"Is this never going to end?"
Zhang Yuan raised his hand and tapped his forehead, his gaze gradually turning cold.
"Looks like you really want me to take a gamble."
"Do you have the ability to fight me, Zhang Yuan?"
"Come on, let him go." With a wave of his hand, the two burly men released their grip on his arms, which felt like they were being held by a pair of vises.
Zhuo Wei was completely limp; when she was helped up, she almost collapsed to the ground.
"Let me see, you can write, can't you?"
"Take out your personal belongings, voice recorder, notebook, everything."
The king of paparazzi can barely stand, let alone reach into someone's pocket.
"Aren't you going to take it?"
"Not awesome anymore?"
"Okay, I'll give you one more chance."
Zhang Yuan beckoned with his finger, and the guy next to him took out paper and pen from his pocket.
"I have."
Throw the paper and pen in front of him.
"Write it down."
"You love to spill the beans, so write it all down."
Zhuo Wei dared not move an inch, let alone write.
"Holy crap." Zhang Yuan stepped forward, picked up the pen himself, and put it in his hand, helping him hold it tightly.
pat!
The other person's fingers were weak and limp, and they couldn't hold on at all.
It fell to the ground in an instant.
“Pick it up.” Zhang Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Pick up the pen!"
Then, with a glance, the older man next to him picked up the pen, shoved it into his hand, and held it tightly.
Just like parents teaching their children to write.
"Write it all down, and the next day you'll break the news, and you'll have a reputation."
"Okay?"
"Hurry up and write it."
"What, not going to write?" Zhang Yuan bent down and looked closer at him.
I'll count to three.
Just three times.
"one two Three……"
Under these circumstances, Zhuo Wei dared not move even a little.
Snapped!
Zhang Yuan waved his hand, knocking the pen away.
"I gave you a chance, but you failed!"
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it!"
Zhang Yuan looked at him with a disappointed expression.
"Everyone here is a witness; you all saw it."
"I gave you a chance."
"You didn't seize the opportunity."
"This is not my fault."
“If that’s the case, then we need to come up with another explanation.” Zhang Yuan turned around and sat down in a chair.
"I'm the kind of person who seeks the truth first and then doesn't argue."
"Since you're not going to write anymore, then don't write anything at all in the future."
"Not only should you not write about me, but you should also refrain from writing about anyone else who sees me in the future."
"Otherwise, I'll come to your door every time I see you."
"I can tell you definitively that Beijing is a society governed by the rule of law."
"I am also a law-abiding citizen here."
"But if you're going to leak information, you'd better be prepared to never leave the capital for the rest of your life."
“It’s not just you, it’s everyone in your studio.”
"Did you understand?"
Tell me if you understand.
Zhang Yuan leaned closer to listen.
"Listen, listen, listen..."
After stammering for a long time, this usually quick-witted king of paparazzi couldn't utter a single complete sentence.
He's had his car vandalized before.
He was threatened with being beaten up.
I've encountered people yelling at him in the street.
But I've never met anyone like Zhang Yuan.
His ferocity surpassed that of any celebrity I had ever seen.
Because there are those who dare to hire people to beat people up, such as a certain female celebrity who wore the flag of an island nation.
But no one dared to hire someone to do it.
If someone else said that, he would think it was just a scare tactic.
I'm easily scared, I don't believe you dare.
But this guy is really daring!
He just finished working!
Especially the menacing aura he had just exuded, like a small knife, made his heart tremble.
"I understand," he finally managed to reply completely.
Zhang Yuan nodded slightly.
That's more or less.
Recently, Lao Tzu has been cultivating his character and becoming much gentler in his interactions with others.
But it won't work; there's always a jerk. He came here precisely because of his plan.
The goal was to completely intimidate Zhuo Wei, just like "intimidating" Yu Zheng.
The only difference is that one focuses on the spirit, while the other focuses on the body.
Because these two matters are different; one is an attempt, and the other is a completed one.
Naturally, they cannot be treated the same.
His choice to deliberately lure and surround him, and to intimidate him by using Yu Zheng's case, was also a consideration of this person.
Isn't Zhuowei awesome?
That's really impressive, making it seem like anyone can leak information.
Why doesn't he go and expose Han Xue?
Why don't you go and expose Zhu Zhu?
Why don't you go and expose Ke Lan?
Why didn't he expose anyone connected to the system?
They really think he's the king of paparazzi.
In the end, he's nothing more than a petty, scheming person.
Just like the king of chickens is still a chicken.
The king of paparazzi is still the paparazzi.
The reason Zhang Yuan was so sure he could intimidate them was simple.
If he truly respects the facts as he claims, then he should reveal the truth to everyone.
Why don't you go to the mines, illegal factories, and kidnapping villages to expose the truth?
Because there were indeed journalists worthy of the title "hero" who went and broke the news, rescuing countless ordinary people and exposing the darkness of the world.
They dare to fight against evil forces.
If he really had the guts, he would have done it!
Ultimately, it's nothing more than greed for money and fame; they lack backbone, which is why they chose the path of entertainment reporters and paparazzi.
Just like when the Soviet army entered Berlin and committed arson, murder, and looting, the locals said, "Aren't you communists?"
The soldier scoffed, "Those who are truly red have long since died in the winter of Stalingrad."
The bones of France fell on the Somme and at Verdun.
How could someone who works in the entertainment industry, an extension of the tertiary sector, be so reckless as to risk their life?
This industry is full of sleazy and despicable people!
They have absolutely no bottom line when it comes to getting materials out.
However, simply scaring people isn't enough.
Zhang Yuan was determined to get insurance for himself.
Just in case this person has a sudden lapse in judgment one day.
"Very good." He smiled with satisfaction.
"We've finished discussing the previous matters; now let's talk about future cooperation."
“During our last call, you said that you are a person with professional ethics.”
"What you say you will do, you must do."
"If you post on Weibo that you'll reveal it on Monday, then you absolutely have to do it on Monday."
"No, no." Zhuo Wei shook her head repeatedly.
"I think you're right."
"No, no, I can remove my Weibo account."
"No need to withdraw, I think it's fine." Zhang Yuan pulled his arm and shook it, as if he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk.
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Wei was so frightened that she dared not breathe.
Is this a deliberate sarcastic remark, or is someone trying to mess with me?
"Don't panic. I'm a man of my word. If I said I'd kill you, I'd kill you."
"If we say we want to cooperate, then we mean we want to cooperate."
“Last time I mentioned wanting to collaborate on the phone, and although you didn’t respond, I’ve kept it in mind.”
Zhang Yuan poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.
He held the glass, too afraid to drink, his hands trembling so much that half a glass of water spilled out.
"Stability means cooperation."
"Please call Zhou Lu for me," he said, turning around to inquire.
Not long after, the senior lawyer who worked with the company walked in.
“This is my lawyer; he has already drafted the cooperation agreement.”
"You said you'd reveal your secrets on Monday, so it's not appropriate for you to expose me now, is it?"
"Not suitable!"
“Absolutely not appropriate!” the man quickly replied.
“Then we’ll have to find someone else to leak the information, otherwise you’ll lose credibility, which will be bad for your career. I can’t bear to do that, brother.”
"So, there are still more than ten hours until Monday."
"I have some documents here. If you organize them, they should come in handy."
"See you on Monday as usual."
"It's just a change of personnel."
"This marks the beginning of our collaboration, our first order."
"I won't let you work for nothing."
"You sign this cooperation agreement."
"Give me a bank card number, and I'll transfer the payment to you right now."
"It's free..."
“I insist on giving it to you. This is my principle. I don’t eat lunch for free, nor do I ask for help for nothing,” Zhang Yuan said seriously.
Give me your wallet.
The other party carefully handed it over; at this point, he was like fish on a chopping board, doing whatever the other party asked him to do.
Zhang Yuan pulled out the most worn-out savings card, which was probably the one he used most often.
"Sign, sign the cooperation agreement."
Give him a pen.
"Please write it yourself; I don't want to help you."
Zhuo Wei hurriedly took the pen and, without even looking at it, signed several names on the contract.
After confirming, the lawyer nodded to him.
Zhang Yuan then transferred a sum of money to that card.
"You can check the accounts tomorrow morning."
“I transferred 100 million to you as payment for this.”
Zhuo Wei was startled when he heard the number.
So much money!
"That's a lot of money."
"That should be enough to cover your studio's daily expenses for a long time."
"But at the same time, according to the contract, you demanded this million in exchange for stopping the whistleblowing against me."
"If you take any further action and wish to continue this behavior."
“Then this contract you signed will become evidence of your extortion and the huge sums involved.” Zhang Yuan waved his hand, signaling the lawyer to put the contract away.
Zhang Yuan stood up, straightened his coat, and then spoke earnestly.
"A person's life can be very long."
"A person's life can also be very short."
"It all depends on whether you want to take a shortcut."
“Yu Zheng chose to take a shortcut, but I still gave him a chance.”
"I hope you can think this through and take it as a warning."
After saying that, he left with his men.
The room was empty, with only Zhuo Wei remaining.
After a long while, like a balloon that had just been punctured, he exhaled a breath of stale air from between his teeth and slid down the back of the chair.
terrible!
He never imagined that Zhang Yuan was this kind of person.
“No wonder…” Zhuo Wei thought about it carefully and finally understood.
Why is it that those who debuted around the same time as him are now only at the near-top tier?
But he has long since transcended the category of A-list celebrities.
That's a ruthless person!
They realized they were completely untouchable.
Further advances are seen as "great fortune," while retreats are seen as "extortion."
The other party has plenty of ways to make things impossible for me.
This king of paparazzi has completely fallen from grace.
Zhang Yuan, who had already boarded the bus and embarked on his journey home, took out his phone and made a call to a man with a Hong Kong accent.
"Send the data hard drive to Fengxing Studio."
"I'll give you the address."
"I'll pay you, but let Fengxing handle the exposure of this matter."
"Okay, let's cooperate often in the future."
He put down his phone and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The fierceness in his eyes had dissipated by about 70-80%, replaced by utter exhaustion.
He has barely rested these past few days.
However, a hint of cunning shone through that weary radiance.
Just as he told Zhuo Wei, he was a man of his word.
If we say we'll cooperate, then we'll cooperate.
If he says he'll kill someone, he means it.
Since Zhuo Wei has publicly stated that he will reveal his identity on Monday, he naturally cannot disappoint the audience and the general public.
I'm really looking forward to it!
They've all been keeping it bottled up inside.
I'm holding back to see who's going to reveal their identity on Monday.
The problem is, I could be the one you see on Monday.
Similarly, Yao Cheng could be the one to see us on Monday... (End of Chapter)