Ye Aotian contacted many small newspapers and sent out messages.

"If you want to expose the true face behind the Mu family's crown prince, you can stay by my side."

Many tabloids didn't understand what he meant, and no one paid any attention to Ye Aotian.

Even if they could actually expose it, the sheer volume of traffic wouldn't be enough for them to handle.

Even Wanyu Newspaper wouldn't dare to expose Mu Qingfeng's secrets; they'd be better off dead.

Ye Ao was so angry that he smashed his phone on the sofa.

"Cowards, all of them are cowards! What's there to be afraid of about Mu Qingfeng? They're all such cowards! They can't even get any attention!" Ye Aotian cursed.

The phone rang, and Ye Aotian answered it.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

The person on the phone was clearly using a voice changer.

"Who are you?" Ye Aotian asked, frowning.

"You passed on a message to our newspaper, but we don't dare to openly oppose the Mu family, so of course we have to conceal our identities," the person on the phone replied.

Ye Aotian hesitated for a moment, unsure whether the person on the phone was an enemy or a friend.

"How do you know my surname is Ye?" Ye Aotian asked coldly.

"Don't worry, I was definitely not sent by the eldest son of the Mu family to test you. I just want this wave of traffic to help our newspaper take another step forward."

"As for your identity, it's easy to find out with a little effort," the mysterious man explained to Ye Aotian.

"But you have to tell us first what the true nature of this Young Master Mu you're talking about is."

Ye Aotian composed himself and said, "I don't want to deal with people who don't want to show their faces. Let's talk in person. I can consider whether or not to sell this information to you."

"Then reserve a spot," the mysterious man replied helplessly.

Ye Aotian gave the location of a milk tea shop that wouldn't be too conspicuous and wouldn't be noticed by anyone.

Ye Aotian went to the milk tea shop and casually ordered a cup of milk tea.

He looked inside and saw a person wearing a black mask sitting there.

He casually walked over and sat down opposite the person.

"Are you the one who made the call?" Ye Aotian lowered his voice. The man took out his phone and waved it.

After both parties confirmed their identities, the mysterious man said, "My name is Little Hammer. Mr. Ye, why don't you take out your materials and let me see them?"

"We don't have any material right now, but as long as you stay with us, you'll get some shots sooner or later." Ye Aotian smiled confidently.

The man's expression changed instantly. He stood up and sneered, "I thought you had some juicy inside information, but you didn't. Are you trying to fool me?"

"If you're in such a hurry, it seems we're not suited to cooperate," Ye Aotian sneered.

Ye Aotian took off his mask and said, "See? The injuries on my face were inflicted by Mu Qingfeng and his gang."

Xiao Chui hesitated for a moment, then sat down again.

"Honesty?"

"Of course, I also called security at the time, and there's a police dispatch record." Ye Aotian shrugged and put his mask back on.

"So, are you still going?" Ye Aotian asked, crossing his legs.

Little Hammer's face instantly lit up with a smile.

"Hey, Brother Ye, I was being silly. But if I take a picture of the injury on your face, wouldn't that expose who the whistleblower is?" Little Hammer said doubtfully.

"I didn't ask you to take pictures of my injuries. As long as you stay with me these next few days, Mu Qingfeng and the others will definitely find a way to beat me up again." Ye Aotian's eyes were cold.

Xiao Chui hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, bro, I'll be with you and my colleagues for the time being."

"As soon as Mu Qingfeng and the others make a move, I will immediately film it and upload it to the internet."

After the two separated, Ye Aotian clenched his fists.

This time, he's determined to ruin Mu Qingfeng's reputation!

Given Mu Qingfeng and Lu Minghai's personalities, they would definitely not let him off easily.

So what if he gets injured again? As long as he can get revenge on Mu Qingfeng and Lu Minghai, he can bear any price.

At the same time, Jiang Yuze received messages from various newspapers.

Jiang Yuze has already announced within the industry that anyone who tries to expose information about the Mu and Lu families should be stopped.

You have to get past him before you can send it out.

If it's not acceptable to him, then it absolutely cannot be sent.

Of course, there are also people who are not afraid of death, such as Little Hammer Newspaper.

When Jiang Yuze saw the heads of various newspapers saying that someone was trying to expose Mu Qingfeng again, he slammed his fist on the desk.

He stood up, picked up his clothes, and hurried towards Fengming Company.

The phone emitted a voice message: "Anyone who dares to contact this person is going against the Jiang family and doesn't want to stay in this industry!"

Jiang Yuze sounded very angry.

Upon arriving at Fengming Company, the receptionist contacted Mu Qingfeng and then let Jiang Yuze go upstairs.

Seeing Jiang Yuze's furious expression, Mu Qingfeng asked, "What happened? Who could possibly make our young master Jiang so angry?"

He poured a glass of water for Jiang Yuze.

Jiang Yuze sat down and handed his phone to Mu Qingfeng.

"Look!" He tapped his finger on the table several times.

"This is outrageous! Someone has actually dared to mess with you again!" Jiang Yuze sneered.

"Brother Mu, tell me the truth, are you sure you haven't offended anyone else? Could it be that guy surnamed Ye who did it again?" Jiang Yuze said in disbelief.

This was the first time he had ever met someone so stubborn.

They've already beaten him up three times, yet he still dares to court death.

Lu Minghai pushed the door open and came in; he had already heard Jiang Yuze's voice from outside.

"Old Jiang, what do you mean by this? Is that kid surnamed Ye up to his old tricks again?" Lu Minghai asked in surprise.

"That's right. I received messages from other newspapers today saying that someone contacted them to expose Brother Mu's true colors." Jiang Yuze clapped his hands.

Lu Minghai pulled over a chair. "Seriously, is this guy crazy? We haven't even bothered him yet, and he's already trying to get himself killed!"

Mu Qingfeng quickly raised his hand: "Brothers, calm down, what if it's not him?"

Jiang Yuze and Lu Minghai exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Then tell me, who is it?"

Mu Qingfeng choked up, opened his mouth, then closed it again.

"Let him expose me then. That's just how I am. What's the point of revealing anything? Is he going to reveal how handsome I am?"

Lu Minghai pursed his lips speechlessly.

"Brother, now is not the time for you to be narcissistic."

Jiang Yuze rolled up his sleeves. "Old Lu, if all else fails, let's go beat that kid up again!"

Lu Minghai was a man of action; he stood up, and the two of them were about to leave.

Mu Qingfeng quickly pulled the two of them away, "Are you two crazy?"

He raised his hand and gave each of them a sharp, roasted chestnut.

"He's a mad dog, and so are you?"

"If a mad dog is going to bite you, you should just stay far away. Why are you going to chase after it?"

"Are you two out of your minds? How do you know he's just waiting for you two to beat him up?"

"If you're not thinking clearly, then go and empty the water from your brain!"

Bai Wanru, holding a stack of financial data, looked grim when she heard Mu Qingfeng's incessant cursing.

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