Chapter 775: My News Is Only a Million

"What are you looking at so fascinating?" Deng Qinsheng generously stepped forward to greet Song Qian.

"You're here so early, are you going to rob your relatives?" Song Qian also responded unceremoniously and directly. Because Deng Qinsheng laughed too arrogantly, he was so arrogant that he almost engraved words directly on his face.

Hearing this, Deng Qinsheng did not show weakness, he really won today, and he was not afraid to show the bottom in advance: "I think you want to rob your relatives but you can't do it, do you want me to help you?"

Song Qian made an exaggerated attitude of concern, and leaned closer and said, "Come on, share and share, how can you help?"

"I have a piece of news in my hand, it's really exciting news, are you interested?"

"About what?"

"About Lin Jiahao...... News of his life ......"

Speaking of this, Deng Qinsheng had already laughed out loud in his heart, and he had thought about the next words. So, without waiting for Song Qian to speak, he continued: "This news can definitely make today's engagement ceremony go to ruin." I just don't know how much you're willing to pay for this news?"

"In fact, there is no news from Mr. Deng, and today's engagement ceremony will be in vain. But I'm worried that I have too much money and nowhere to go, since Mr. Deng is so enthusiastic to come and sell me news, let's make a price. ”

“……”

When Song Qian said this, Deng Qinsheng suddenly felt a little aggrieved, he originally wanted to humiliate Song Qian, and at the same time knock a bamboo bar, but how could anyone say that he was worried about money and had nowhere to go?

Well!

Deng Qinsheng then stretched out three fingers leisurely.

"Three hundred million?" Song Qian asked.

Poof-

Deng Qinsheng vomited three liters of blood in his heart. He was thinking of three million, three million is good! Even if he had money, he would think of 30 million at most to buy a message. 300 million? He's ready to buy the Lin family's villa, right?

Although the fact that Lin Jiahao is not Lin Zhenyuan's biological son is indeed very important, there is no evidence in his own hands for this news, even if he sells it for money, he can only sell it to gossip magazines, and the 100,000 yuan breaking news fee is at the top. Especially now, when Lin Jiahao has obtained the 10% stake from Jiang Yulian, even if everyone knows that Lin Jiahao is not Lin Zhenyuan's biological son, Lin Jiahao still has assets of 300 billion, which is also awesome.

However, Deng Qinsheng vomited blood and vomited blood, but he would not refuse Song Qian's kindness of 300 million, so he said: "Mr. Song, you are so refreshed, as soon as you make a move, it will cost 300 million, it seems that this news is definitely going to be sold to you." ”

"I just want a million. ”

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Deng Qinsheng's words.

Song Qian and Deng Qinsheng both followed the voice and found that it was Su Jie, who had been standing next to the two of them, who had been speaking.

As a gossip reporter, Su Jie, like Jin Chengwu, has no sense of existence. After all, whether it is a gossip reporter or a bodyguard, it is relatively impossible to be particularly conspicuous in front of outsiders, which is not conducive to the development of work. Moreover, the work of the bodyguard is relatively simple, and he only needs to protect the master from harm. But gossip reporters have to be online physically and mentally, Wen can write good news that attracts attention, Wu can deal with all kinds of emergencies, act like anything, and often even act better than the stars he tracks.

Su Jie was at least a qualified gossip reporter, so Deng Qinsheng and Song Qian chatted for a while, and neither of them was aware of Su Jie's existence.

Of course, in theory, Su Jie should not have interjected at such a time, but he felt that another opportunity had come.

This time, it's an opportunity to make a fortune.

"Although I don't know what the news about the second young master of the Lin family is in Mr. Deng's hand, I also have a secret message about the life history of the second young master of the Lin family, and I still have evidence to prove it. Su Jie said, and took out a USB flash drive directly from his pocket, "Evidence, in this, I don't know if it can be sold for a million?"

One million? For Song Qian, it was like taking out a hundred yuan from his pocket.

Deng Qinsheng's face became very ugly, who is this guy? Why did he suddenly come out and say that he also had the news of Lin Jiahao's life in his hands? If this news can be known even to such a little-known person, is it still a secret?

If you want one million, it's not fierce, after all, I just wanted three million, and after weighing it, I think it's a very reasonable price.

Oh no! Why do you have to think about the price for others? There are 300 million to earn!

Deng Qinsheng became unhappy, and directly expressed his words and deeds, waving at Su Jie and said, "Who are you talking here?

Hearing this, Su Jie was not annoyed, is he still afraid of the conflict between others and his own words? Like a bodyguard, strong endurance is the quality that every good gossip reporter should have.

So he said leisurely: "I can inspect the goods first and then give money, if you think it's not worth a million, I'll give it away for nothing." ”

In fact, whether any message is worth anything depends only on whether the other party is willing to give the money. Because unless someone kills people, no message will stop at giving money or not giving money.

Su Jie took out this news, even if he couldn't exchange it for one million, he wouldn't have any loss.

Song Qian was very satisfied with this.

Although he is the god of wealth and has money, he doesn't want to be ripped off, and it is more acceptable to give money after inspecting the goods first.

"Then take it out and take a look?" Song Qian agreed.

Deng Qinsheng was very unhappy.

Will there be a lot of news about Lin Jiahao's life experience? Lin Jiahao's life experience is nothing more than that he is Lin Zhenyuan's son, he is not Lin Zhenyuan's son, is it possible that there is a third one?

However, in Lin Zhenyuan's office last night, apart from himself and Lin Jiahao, there should be no third person who knows the cassette and has seen those materials. Of course, the hospital will be an important point of leakage.

Could it be a hospital......

Thinking of the hospital, Deng Qinsheng took a closer look at this guy who suddenly appeared and said that he wanted to sell news for one million.

At this time, Su Jie had already opened the MP4 he was carrying, and a recording had been released, although there were a lot of frictional noises, but the content was still very clear.

It was a conversation between Lin Zhenyuan and a woman, listening to the woman's voice, she was a little older.

Woman: "You are Chairman Lin of Huatai Bank?"

Lin Zhenyuan: "Yes, but from your point of view, doctor, I am just a family member of a patient you once had, 25 years ago. ”

Woman: "25 years ago...... I'm afraid I don't remember much. ”

Lin Zhenyuan: "You don't need to remember what happened, I just need you to sign, and I want to access a medical record from 25 years ago." ”

Woman: "As long as it's a medical record from 20 years ago, we're all in the archives, and it's not easy to get it if the person who manages the files isn't there at night." ”

Lin Zhenyuan: "Don't worry about this, you just need to sign it for me." ”

Woman: "There are rules for accessing files, and I can't do your request." ”

Lin Zhenyuan: "Before you came, Dean Ma told you, right? And it's just a dead man's file, so it won't have any impact." ”

Woman: "Even if it's a dead person's file, we need to keep it forever? ”

Lin Zhenyuan: "Do you need to be responsible for stealing and selling placenta?"

Woman: "......"

Woman: "Whose file are you going to check?"

Lin Zhenyuan: "Lin Jiahao." ”

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