Reborn on my wedding night, the paranoid boss can’t stop lusting after me

The first media to publish the photos on the entire network was Caixing Media.

"Why are they again!"

Pei Zhao deeply hates Caixing Media.

The scandal between him and Xia Kexing broke out from Caixing Media.

However, after Guo Xiaorong's accident, Caixing Media's shares plummeted and it almost went bankrupt.

He thought Caixing Media would just disappear. Who would have thought that they would still be the driving force of public opinion this time!

Mingyao was calmer than Pei Zhao, and she called the editor-in-chief of Caixing Media.

"Ms. Su, you can delete the photos if you want."

The editor-in-chief said with a half-smile: "A photo costs 100 million. Does Ms. Su have 500 million in her hand?"

Mingyao said without blinking: "Yes, where are we trading?"

The editor-in-chief did not expect Mingyao to agree so readily. After a moment of confusion, he sneered: "Miss Su is so cheerful."

"Meet you at the Dragon City Hotel in the western suburbs at eight o'clock tomorrow evening."

"I will send the specific box number to Miss Su at that time."

After hanging up the phone, Mingyao fell into deep thought.

Pei Zhao's eyes widened: "Sister Su, are you really going to trade with them?"

"Correct."

"Then do you have 500 million?"

"No."

Pei Zhao: "?"

He once suspected that he heard wrongly and looked at Mingyao suspiciously.

Mingyao shrugged and said nonchalantly: "If you don't have 500 million, can't you exchange photos worth 500 million?"

It was Caixing Media who spread rumors about her. Why should she exchange 500 million for photos?

"Then what are Sister Su going to do?"

"Empty glove white wolf."

We cannot use ordinary means to deal with Caixing Media, let alone just let them cut leeks.

It's not Mingyao's character to sit still and wait for death. She likes to take the initiative.

Moreover, this time the editor-in-chief of Caixing Media invited her to a hotel with ulterior motives.

Mingyao had a premonition that something would happen at the hotel. Just in case, she and Pei Siyu had to spend a day getting ready.

When Pei Zhao saw Mingyao taking out stacks of practice notes, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Sister Su, they are not fools. It is too easy to be discovered using practice money."

And the risk is too great. If the other party is made unhappy, Mingyao may be blackmailed through public opinion.

"It's definitely not possible to just use practice money, use real money to mix part of it."

"When we get the photos, we'll get the money back."

Pei Zhao: "???"

He thought Mingyao would come up with such a seamless solution, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

He asked hesitantly: "Sister Su, do you think this method is really feasible?"

Mingyao doesn't think there is anything wrong with his approach.

Use despicable means to deal with despicable people.

Even if she gets the money back, Caixing Media will not dare to blatantly create momentum online.

Her goal is to get the photos back.

At the appointed time, Mingyao headed to Longcheng Hotel with a suitcase containing 500 million yuan.

The western suburbs are located in a relatively remote part of Haidu. After dark, the western suburbs are even sparsely populated.

The editor-in-chief of Color Star Media was indeed smart in choosing to trade here.

"Sister Su, I'll go with you."

Pei Zhao's expression was solemn and he looked very serious.

Mingyao chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, it's just a transaction."

Pei Zhao said worriedly: "I always feel that today's transaction is not that simple. Sister Su, let me follow you."

"If we encounter any problems, we will have someone to take care of them."

Just when Mingyao was about to leave, her phone vibrated twice.

It was a call from Ding Qingle.

"Amelia Su, what happened to you?"

Ding Qingle went abroad for the past two days and just came back today.

After she landed, she wanted to contact Mingyao, but she saw Mingyao hanging on the hot search on Weibo.

Two days have passed since the public opinion fermented, but Mingyao and Pei Siyu have not dealt with it!

Ding Qingle was worried about Mingyao's situation, so he called.

"I'm fine."

“What’s going on with the hot searches on the Internet?”

"rumor."

Ding Qingle frowned: "Where are you now? I'll find you."

Mingyao's tone was too calm, which made Ding Qingle a little worried.

She demanded again in a commanding tone: "Tell me where you are right now."

"I'm going to the Dragon City Hotel in the western suburbs."

"I made an appointment with the editor-in-chief of Caixing Media to meet there."

Ding Qingle glanced at the time and walked out of the airport on high heels: "I'll be at the Dragon City Hotel soon."

Before hanging up the phone, Ding Qingle said with confidence: "Don't act rashly before I arrive!"

"Wait until I come over and we'll figure it out together."

She didn't give Mingyao a chance to speak again and hung up.

Mingyao called back, but no one answered.

Why is Ding Qingle so enthusiastic all of a sudden?

There was still an hour and a half before the agreed time, so Mingyao took a taxi to Longcheng Hotel.

The Dragon City Hotel is too far from the center of Haidu, and many drivers are unwilling to take the job.

"Little girl, we meet again."

Just as Mingyao was about to open the car door, the driver took the initiative to say hello to Mingyao.

Mingyao was stunned for a moment, and after studying the driver for a while, she found that he looked familiar.

"It is you."

The last time she went to work, the driver's car had a problem halfway, so she and Pei Zhao took the motorcycle together.

I didn't expect to meet this uncle driver again by such a coincidence today.

Too many coincidences may be intentional.

Mingyao didn't expose it and sat in the driver's car.

"Dragon City Hotel is too remote. Girl, you have to be careful when you are alone."

The uncle driver ordered.

Mingyao stared at him deeply, trying to read some other information from his face.

The driver's uncle glanced at Mingyao through the rearview mirror and asked, "Girl, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Mingyao shifted her gaze and looked at the scenery flashing outside the car window.

The driver uncle seems to have no problem so far. It seems that he thinks about her too much.

When we arrived at the place, the driver looked around and found that there was no one around.

"Girl, otherwise I'll go with you."

Mingyao refused: "No need."

"Uncle, here's the money."

The uncle was stunned for a moment, then took the fare.

Mingyao had just taken two steps when the uncle stopped her: "Girl, let me give you my contact information."

"I'm very familiar with this area. If you encounter any trouble, remember to call me."

He wrote his phone number on a piece of paper, handed it to Mingyao, and said, "Be sure to remember it."

Mingyao looked at the uncle in confusion. The uncle pursed his lips and smiled, got into the car and drove away.

Mingyao stared in the direction of the taxi and narrowed her eyes.

This uncle may know something.

Mingyao stood under the street light and glanced at the time. There were still 10 minutes left.

Logically speaking, Pei Zhao should have arrived.

Mingyao called Pei Zhao and found that no one answered.

She worriedly sent a text message to Pei Zhao, but the message remained unread.

Pei Zhao drives a motorcycle much faster than her, so he shouldn't be driving.

Uneasiness began to spread in her heart. Mingyao curled up her palms, feeling a little regretful.

Is she too reckless?