3: Chapter 3 Small Profits

The yellow-haired youth, short in stature but aggressive, came over only to be kicked to the ground by Chen Ting.

Seeing the commotion, the people around put down their mice and keyboards and gathered to watch.

Chen Shaoping was among them.

The internet cafe management also rushed over.

"You two, calm down. If you start fighting again, we'll have to call the police immediately."

As the crowd grew, Chen Ting suddenly panicked, fearing he would be recognized.

He put his mask and hat back on.

He pulled out a stack of cash, threw it to the yellow-haired youth on the ground, and hurriedly left.

The yellow-haired youth was also sensible; he just focused on picking up the money and let Chen Ting leave without further trouble.

Chen Shaoping followed him and saw Chen Ting get into a car and drive away at the entrance.

However, he was secretly delighted that he had already gotten what he needed.

His years as a Paparazzo weren't as explosive as what he had captured in these two hours today.

Just then, his phone rang.

The caller ID showed San De.

"Da Ping, aren't you finished yet? We're all waiting for you. Second Bo is already here."

"Alright, alright, I'm coming right now."

Chen Shaoping hung up and hailed a taxi to the Four Seasons Spicy Hot Pot Restaurant.

Of course, at this late hour, they weren't going to have hot pot.

Instead, they were at the food stalls next to Han Minde's hot pot restaurant, a place known as Foodie Street with plenty of delicious food.

By the time he arrived, the three of them were already drinking.

"Da Ping, we set this up because we knew you were heartbroken and wanted to drink with you, but I didn't expect you to be so late."

With that, he handed over a glass of wine: "You deserve a penalty."

In a good mood, Chen Shaoping took the drink and gulped it down.

"Hey! Da Ping is so generous."

"I told you long ago that Li Wei is a 'green tea bitch' and vain. You didn't believe me and treated her like a treasure. Now you know the truth, right?"

Wang Bo was 1.85 meters tall and strongly built. However, alcohol went straight to his face, making his cheeks bright red.

He had a straightforward personality and didn't hold back at all when speaking to Chen Shaoping.

"Forget about all that, it's in the past. Drink, drink!" Tian Jun chimed in.

The four of them clinked glasses, and another beer went down.

"You need to pay 200,000 in compensation, right?"

"Next time you look for a girlfriend, you have to pass the three of us first. We're afraid you'll find another one like Li Wei."

"Stop making us worry."

Chen Shaoping gave an embarrassed smile, feeling a wave of warmth.

After Han Minde finished speaking, he took out his phone and transferred 200,000 directly to Chen Shaoping.

Wang Bo also looked pained as he transferred 500,000 to him.

"This is the money I've been saving for a long time to buy a song. Take it for now to deal with this urgent situation."

Tian Jun stammered, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Da Ping, you know. My salary is low right now, and I'm basically living paycheck to paycheck."

"But don't worry, I'll pester my family to scrape together a bit for you."

Among the three, Han Minde was definitely the most well-off. But with a group of people relying on him for a living, he was under quite a bit of pressure himself.

When Wang Bo was composing, there was a time he couldn't even afford food. Although his situation improved after his debut, he mainly relied on his handsome looks.

The 500,000 was likely what he had saved over about two years.

Tian Jun had good benefits but low pay; it was already good enough that he didn't need his family to support him.

Chen Shaoping didn't have many friends, only these few college roommates, but their feelings were genuine and deep.

He had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end, they turned into just two heavy words.

"Thanks!!"

...

When he woke up, Chen Shaoping still had a bit of a headache.

He had blacked out from drinking last night and couldn't remember what they had talked about in the end.

However, there really was 700,000 sitting in his bank account.

[Ding! Today's intelligence has been refreshed. Would the Host like to check it immediately?]

The intelligence had already refreshed at midnight, but Chen Shaoping had been dead drunk and completely forgotten about it.

Access.

[Today's Intelligence (★★★): Li Lulu Li Lulu and Wang Hao Wang Hao will have dinner together at the 'Aurora' Western Restaurant tonight at 19:00. After dinner, the two will go to Room 2703 of the Jingjiang Hotel to spend the night together.

The next day, Wang Hao will drive Li Lulu away. Jia Liang's (Li Lulu's husband) phone number is 159...]

Li Lulu and Jia Liang have a daughter together and appear very affectionate in public.

To be so explosive behind the scenes is truly f*cking ironic.

So Li Lulu plays so wildly in her life and likes young hunks.

To think I actually liked her and thought she was pure and inspirational.

Disgusting!

But now was not the time for regret; the priority was to turn the intelligence captured last night into the money he desperately needed.

Chen Shaoping spent nearly an hour organizing the video.

He selected a few photos and sent them to Su Xiaoxiao, the chairwoman of Lemon Media, and Yang Mi of Jiaxing Media to see their reactions.

Jiaxing Media and Lemon Media were competitors in many fields. Chen Shaoping believed that Yang Mi would not miss the chance to get leverage on her rival's popular group.

...

A certain high-end residential villa area.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the message on her phone and coughed several times.

Already suffering from a severe cold and fever, her face turned even paler.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, she dialed Huang Fei's number.

"Huang Fei, immediately check if the three members of The-young group under your management have done anything out of line in the past few days, especially Chen Ting. Be quick."

She also sent the photos she received to Huang Fei.

Lemon Media.

Huang Fei nodded and hung up, looking at the photos she had received.

With cold eyes, she stared at the three members of the The-young group: Chen Ting, Huang Yuan, and Huang Kai.

The few of them were discussing some beverage endorsements and happened to be gathered together.

"Have the three of you messed around and been caught by a Paparazzo or anyone else?"

The three of them glanced at each other.

Huang Yuan and Huang Kai answered readily.

"No, Sister Fei."

Chen Ting felt a bit panicked inside, but thinking that he hadn't been recognized last night, he relaxed a bit.

"I haven't either, Sister Fei."

Huang Fei tried to find some clues in Chen Ting's eyes.

The calmness Chen Ting displayed stabilized her frantic heart.

"Chen Ting, look at these photos. What's going on?"

Seeing the photos, Chen Ting immediately flew into a rage out of shame.

"Sister Fei, where did you get these photos? They must be photoshopped. How could I possibly go to an internet cafe?"

"Sue him! Sue him for spreading rumors."

"It really wasn't you sneaking out and getting photographed by someone?" Huang Fei asked again.

"I really didn't." Chen Ting answered decisively on the surface, though he was actually very panicked inside.

"I believe you, and I believe you guys wouldn't cause trouble at such a critical moment."

Chen Ting's acting not only fooled Huang Fei but also made Su Xiaoxiao believe it was true.

Su Xiaoxiao was convinced they were composite photos and indignantly blacklisted Chen Shaoping's number, the towel on her head seemingly unable to hide her irritation.

On the other side.

Jiaxing Media.

Yang Mi was discussing a script with the company's leading star, Reba.

Looking at the information on her phone, she showed a strong interest in the subsequent content.

"50,000 if there's a video; if not, forget it."

She was also worried the photos were photoshopped; having a video would be best.

After receiving Yang Mi's message, Chen Shaoping waited for a while longer.

Still seeing no movement from Su Xiaoxiao, he didn't continue to wait.

"Sister Mi is so generous."

"Deal. I'll send you half the video first, and I'll send you the full one after you pay."

Along with the video, Chen Shaoping's bank account information was also sent.

After watching the video, Yang Mi couldn't help but curl her lips and mutter to herself.

"Su Xiaoxiao, if I destroy the young idol you worked so hard to promote, will you be driven to death by anger?"

With a mischievous smile and a hint of triumph, she readily paid the 50,000.

At the same time, she also became interested in the person who sent the video.