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Chapter 110: Impostor Reporter (Part 2)
At this moment, Wei Yuan was driving the Blue Old Man's Mercedes. Upon receiving a call from the undercover he had placed, he immediately sped down the mountain like an arrow released from a bow.
Facing the surprised gazes of the motorcycle gang, Wei Yuan managed to suppress the urge to provoke them into a race. He now understood why some people were so enamored with this feeling; the thrill of speeding while observing the reactions of those around him was particularly exhilarating.
After confirming the address, Wei Yuan felt it was somewhat remote, so he asked the other party to meet him at a nearby bank. After all, that area had better traffic, and if the other party tried any tricks, Wei Yuan would have time to respond.
This was probably a side effect of Wei Yuan watching too many Hong Kong police and gangster films, especially after the recent popularity of the Infernal Affairs series, which heightened interest in double agents. Although Wei Yuan had given this guy money, he still had to guard against him developing ulterior motives after receiving it.
Even if he sincerely wanted to cooperate without any deceit, Wei Yuan worried about his impatience. The guy had taken the money and immediately gone to steal additives for Xu Feng's drug products before skipping work to find him. Wei Yuan was concerned that he might be spotted by factory personnel, leading to potential surveillance.
In such an environment, every move had to be meticulously planned to deal with Xu Feng.
After getting out at the street corner, Wei Yuan parked the Mercedes in a concealed spot and walked two blocks before pulling out his phone to call the other party.
Once the call connected, Wei Yuan quickly said, "Head towards the park ahead; I'll be there shortly."
"Boss, do we really have to make this seem as complicated as a drug deal?" the other party replied irritably.
"This is necessary for the filming situation and also ensures your safety. Additionally, I have prepared a bonus of five thousand yuan. If you’re unwilling to cooperate, then we can end this shoot right here," Wei Yuan stated firmly.
He did not lower himself before him because he knew that showing too much concern over the additive would only encourage the other party to demand more.
So instead, he took an opposite approach and acted nonchalant. After all, having already received three thousand yuan had likely piqued his interest. With Wei Yuan's higher offer of five thousand yuan and a job at the television station on the line, he would surely be inclined to cooperate. Moreover, even if he didn't hand over the additives for money, could he really consume them himself?
"It seems like there's nothing unusual."
Wei Yuan actively made the call hoping to see if there was anyone following the other person when they moved. From the looks of it, he clearly hadn't been trying to play any tricks on him.
After observing for a while, Wei Yuan let this guy wait at the entrance of the nearby park for about ten minutes. Then, sitting in his car, he smoked two cigarettes before finally starting his Mercedes and speeding towards the park.
When they met, Wei Yuan noticed that the guy's disheveled hair from the afternoon was now neatly styled, so shiny it could be used as a mirror. He was even wearing a suit jacket, which seemed like something he would only wear during festive occasions or for important events.
"Does this guy really think he has a chance to be on TV?"
Wei Yuan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, though he didn't show it on his face. As soon as the guy saw Wei Yuan driving by and rolled down his window, he hurriedly ran over and asked, "Where are your cameras set up?"
Wei Yuan casually pointed in a direction and said, "Probably over there. Are you bored and looking for excitement? Aren't you afraid of retaliation if you get on TV? Hurry up and bring the stuff over; we'll blur your face."
Upon hearing about the face blurring, the guy was naturally familiar with how that worked and lamented, "If you're going to blur my face, isn't that just a waste?"
He had thought he would have a chance to be on TV after spending an entire evening getting ready, only to find out it was all for nothing. However, Wei Yuan's explanation made sense; after all, one's life was more important than seeking attention.
Since he had already received three thousand, the guy wasn't worried about Wei Yuan backing out. Besides, he was driving a Mercedes worth over a million. So he handed over the items through the car window and said, "Don't forget my reward."
After receiving it, Wei Yuan saw that it was a black bag containing three bottles of different types of drug additives—clearly those processed by Xu Feng. As for what exactly they were, Wei Yuan would need time to examine them.
Thus, Wei Yuan took out a stack of bundled cash and handed it to him, saying, "Here's an additional five thousand as your reward. Remember to keep this matter confidential; just go home and wait to watch TV."
Originally, Wei Yuan could have simply taken the items and driven off. However, he felt that for just a few thousand dollars, it might provoke unnecessary risks. On one hand, this guy had received several thousand from him and could be in danger at any moment. But in this world, if you wanted to make quick money through risky schemes, there would always be dangers involved. As the saying goes: life and death are fated; wealth and honor depend on effort.
The eight thousand Wei Yuan offered was at least two or three months' worth of wages for him. Of course, if he ended up running off with five thousand of it in the end, what worried Wei Yuan most was whether this guy could keep his mouth shut. If word got back to Xu Feng, making him cautious would truly ruin everything.
The guy counted the money after receiving it. Wei Yuan confirmed again: "The amount is correct, right? If everything is fine, I’ll be leaving now. If anything happens to your personal safety, our TV station won't take responsibility."
At this moment, regarding the identity of this fake reporter, Wei Yuan still reacted fully, and that last warning was enough to shut the other party up, proving more effective than any words.
"Reporter, how's my job at the television station?"
Just as Wei Yuan was about to drive away, the other person called out to him. However, Wei Yuan had no job introduction from any television station to offer him. Helplessly, Wei Yuan responded unkindly, "You can report to Jinghai Television Station; I'll arrange for someone to receive you."
"Okay, thank you! Goodbye!"
Seeing the other person so excited, Wei Yuan could only apologize sincerely, indicating that he was indeed wasting his time. However, what he did not expect was that this brother was indeed chased away when he arrived at the television station.
But a few years later, the television station launched a program specifically exposing Rogue Enterprises. As a result, that Producer immediately thought of this reporter and hired him at a high salary to go undercover in various Rogue Enterprises. Thus, the traditional undercover plot of police and gangster films began to slowly develop and infiltrate various industries.
Of course, years later, when someone mentioned this matter to Wei Yuan, he also wore an expression of disbelief.
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