Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

The following afternoon at 3 PM, at the Starbucks on the pedestrian street.

Ding Heng sat down at the designated spot, where someone was already waiting for him.

A woman in her mid-twenties, with short hair and an average appearance, wore a plain white shirt and dark trousers, and black-rimmed glasses.

She exuded a youthful naiveté, as if she had just graduated from school, with clear and bewildered eyes.

Ding Heng walked over and sat down in front of her.

The woman looked up and asked politely, "Hello, Ding Heng?"

"it's me."

"My name is Jiang Wen."

The woman took a business card out of her bag and handed it to her: "We are from Xingyao Media. This is my business card."

Ding Heng took the business card, glanced at it, and casually put it aside.

Jiang Wen adjusted her glasses and began to get down to business.

"Ding, here's our plan."

She said seriously, "The first step is to release information online that you were Long He's ex-boyfriend and that you were together in high school. We don't need to provide concrete evidence, just create a buzz."

Ding Heng didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"The second step is that Longhe will definitely issue a statement denying it. At that time, you can release evidence such as chat logs and photos, and let the fans compare them themselves. Longhe will respond again, and you can release new material. Videos and photos, the more the better, the more intimate the better."

Jiang Wen got more and more into her speech, and her pace gradually quickened.

"Once the hype builds up, we'll arrange for you to do a live stream. You can talk about your past with Longhe, her personality, her habits, and her little flaws. Fans love watching that; the more authentic you are, the more fans you'll attract."

She concluded confidently by saying, "Don't worry, we have a professional team to help you manage it. As long as it's run properly, earning a million a year won't be a problem."

After saying that, she picked up her coffee, took a sip, and waited for Ding Heng's reaction.

Ding Heng's expression remained unchanged as he quietly pondered the problem.

"Student Ding?"

Jiang Wen tentatively called out.

Ding Heng seemed to snap out of his daze, his tone surprised: "Really? Earning a million a year?"

"Of course it's true."

Jiang Wen put down her cup and said confidently, "Our company has a lot of experience in this area. As long as you cooperate, there will be absolutely no problem."

Ding Heng then asked, "Where is your company's CEO? I'd like to have a face-to-face meeting with him."

Jiang Wen was taken aback, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face.

"Um... I've actually never met the boss before."

"Never seen it before?"

"right……"

Jiang Wen smiled sheepishly: "I was recruited online. The HR person was my contact, and I don't know who the boss is. Since I'm in Changsha, the company sent me here to communicate with you in advance."

Ding Heng quietly activated his True Sight Eyes.

The information is very clear.

Jiang Wen, 25 years old, just graduated with a master's degree last year. She studied journalism like him and is still in her internship.

She knew very little, in fact, very little.

He was merely a pawn sent to scout ahead; only after confirming Ding Heng's "sincerity" would someone of higher rank come out to make contact.

"Since you don't have the final say, there's no point in us talking anymore. How can we get a meeting with your company's senior management?"

"Perhaps you need to show some sincerity?"

"for example?"

"The more intimate the photos and videos of you and Longhe, the better."

"is it?"

Ding Heng grinned, then suddenly asked out of the blue, "How much do they pay you?"

Jiang Wen was taken aback: "Huh?"

"I'm asking you, how much does your company pay you a month?"

"Does this...have anything to do with this?"

"I'll pay you a year's salary in exchange for doing me a favor."

Jiang Wen was completely dumbfounded, and almost spilled her coffee.

"W-what did you say?"

"I'll pay you a year's salary if you do me a favor!"

"what's up?"

"Taking photos secretly!"

…………

The next morning at 10:00 AM, Aurora Eos checked into her hotel.

Ding Heng parked his Mercedes at the gate, took out his phone, and sent a message.

A few minutes later, Long He swaggered out of the hotel revolving door alone.

She has a tall figure, long golden-brown curly hair cascading over her shoulders, black-rimmed glasses, a loose light gray sweatshirt, black casual pants, and white canvas shoes.

Under the cover of the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask], he looked exactly like an ordinary college student, as inconspicuous as could be.

Longhe opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt, and let out a long breath.

"Holy crap, bro, you're rich now!"

She glanced around the car and touched the seat: "You actually drive a Mercedes?"

Ding Heng told the truth: "It belongs to my dad's girlfriend. I borrowed it to save face."

Long He rolled his eyes at him: "We've been brothers for so many years, why are you trying to save face for me?"

“My brother is a big star after all, so I wouldn’t dare let her ride in a shabby car.”

"Are you trying to annoy me again?"

Long He raised his hand to hit him, but Ding Heng grabbed his wrist and pulled him gently.

Caught off guard, she leaned forward, her face almost touching Ding Heng's chin. Her pretty face flushed red at a visible speed, spreading from her ears all the way to her neck.

"You...you let go..."

She tried to struggle, but she was no match for Ding Heng's strength.

Ding Heng was afraid of hurting his brother by gripping his hand too tightly, so he let go.

Long He shrank back into his seat, turned his face away to look out the window, pretending to admire the scenery, but the redness at the base of his ears didn't fade for a long time.

When he spoke again, his voice still sounded a little unnatural.

What are your plans for today?

"I'm keeping my buddy company."

"Don't you have classes?"

"I've long forgotten what attending class is..."

"It seems you wasted your time in college."

Long He made a sarcastic remark, then turned back and said, "Then you make the arrangements."

Ding Heng stepped on the gas, and the car slowly drove out of the hotel.

Chapter 176: Someone Wants to Harm My Brother? (Part 2)

The two arrived at a nearby shopping mall. After getting out of the car, Long He subconsciously put on his hoodie and touched the glasses on his nose.

"Will this thing work indefinitely?"

Although the effects of the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] had been verified, Longhe's habits after becoming a celebrity still made him extremely vigilant, carefully checking that there were no paparazzi or sasaeng fans around.

Ding Heng assured him, "Don't worry, what your brother gives you is definitely good stuff!"

"Oh……"

Long He relaxed slightly and followed Ding Heng out of the garage, taking the elevator up to the cinema on the sixth floor of the mall.

The two walked to the ticket counter, and Longhe looked up at the showtimes scrolling on the electronic screen.

"What are you looking at?"

"You choose."

"Let's choose this one, I heard the special effects are great!"

Long He pointed to a 3D sci-fi blockbuster: "I have a good relationship with its director, and I will probably sing the theme song for his next movie."

Ding Heng opened his phone and was about to place an order when Long He grabbed him and pressed him down.

"I come."

She pulled her phone out of her pocket, feigning difficulty: "Bro, the last show only has couple seats left, what do you think..."

Seeing her expression that seemed to say "I'm hiding something," Ding Heng didn't bother to expose her.

"Okay, okay, we'll take the couple seats. We're brothers, we don't care about that."

"Then I'll place my order..."

After printing out the ticket stubs at the ticket machine and buying two pairs of 3D glasses, Longhe immediately grabbed Ding Heng and headed towards the ticket gate, walking quickly and hurriedly.

In screening room number 10, the so-called "couple's seats" are actually soft sofas where you can even lie down.

The lights in the screening room were still on, and advertisements were playing on a loop on the screen.