The other party still said with a good temper, "Brother, why bother lose your temper? The circumstances of life have always been indefinite. Maybe someone is arrogant today and will be pulled down from the altar tomorrow. Maybe someone is extremely down and out today, but tomorrow he will be rich because of a secret, and even become a million or billionaire."

Xia Hao sneered, "No, what secrets can be so valuable and can make people become millionaires!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." The other party said seriously, then turned around and looked around. "I secretly told you that I am a secret reporter. I have seen many people who have made a fortune because of a secret. Of course, it also depends on what kind of secret it is. The more money and powerful people, or those popular stars, the more valuable it is."

"real?"

"What am I lying to you? There is no benefit in lying to you!"

Xia Hao was moved and murmured unconsciously, "Oh, I'd better have any secrets, so I don't have to worry about gambling debts.

"Have you never met any rich people? If you know such people, you can think more or less about whether there are any valuable secrets. If I have verified it, it is true, you can pay you directly." The man said with a good heart.

Among the people Xia Hao knew, the only one who could be called rich was the Jun family. And among the Jun family, the only one he could be called a little familiar with was Jun Jinyan.

But how could he know the secrets of the Jun family or Jun Jinyan? If you know, he had already threatened Jun Jinyan, and even used the last time to kidnap his cousin in a big circle, and then he thought of a way to drug Jun Jinyan and take a video of him?

"I don't know any secrets." Xia Hao said deflatedly, "So even if you know those rich people? People like me have no chance to get in touch with the secrets of rich people."

"Think about it again, as long as it is something you know and the public doesn't know, it will be done." The other party induced him earnestly.

He knew, what the public didn't know? Xia Hao thought hard, would he ask him to count how many times Jun Jinyan had fought since he was a child? What was the situation with him at his cousin's house? How could these trivial matters become valuable secrets? Or should we tell the things Jun Jinyan had done to him and Ke Xiaomin before?

Of course, this kind of thing is unwilling to be shaken by Xia Hao.

After thinking about it, Xia Hao really couldn't think of Jun Jinyan and other things that people couldn't know...

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and people couldn't know... By the way, isn't Jun Jinyan's autism just something that cannot be known?

Xia Hao still remembers that when he was a child, he once told others about Jun Jinyan’s autism while playing with his friends, but his father happened to hear it. So after he returned home, he was beaten up, and his father warned him that he would never mention Jun Jinyan’s autism to others in the future.

Although he didn't know why when he was a child, he had never told anyone about it because he was afraid of being beaten by his father again, except that he told Xiao Min later.

Xia Hao suddenly took out his cell phone, searched the Internet for Jun Jinyan's information, and looked through pages. No! No! There was no relevant information about Jun Jinyan's autism on the Internet.

In other words, the fact that Jun Jinyan was once an autistic patient is still considered a secret hidden by the Jun family?!

Xia Hao suddenly became excited. When he thought of such a secret in his hand, and this secret could exchange him for money, he felt his heart jump out.

Turning his head, he looked nervously at the man who was still squatting beside him, "If I tell you a secret, how much money can you give?"

"That depends on who the secret is about and the content of the secret itself is worth." The man said with a smile.

"It's about Jun Jinyan, the president of Jun Group." Xia Hao licked his lips and said.

The man's face changed, and his eyes were staring at Xia Hao, as if he was examining the truth of his words.

"It's true. I really know about Jun Jinyan. What others don't know is the secret that the Jun family has always wanted to hide." Xia Hao kept saying, afraid that the other party would not believe his words.

"What's the secret?" the other party asked.

Xia Hao's eyes rolled, and he didn't say it directly, but asked, "What if I say it, what if you don't give me the money? And I don't know how much do you plan to buy this secret?"

"It seems that my brother doesn't believe me anymore." The man's expression was not at all unhappy, "Let's do this, this is my business card. If you really have a secret to sell it to me, you can call me at any time. As for the money, I can pay a part of the deposit to you first. As for how much money you want, it depends on how valuable the secret you gave me is."

"If it were about Jun Jinyan's past, how much would it be worth if he had some hidden disease?" Xia Hao asked.

"If it is true, then there will definitely be millions. If the news can be successfully hyped, it will not be difficult to get tens of millions. After all, the Internet is developed now, and hasn't Junshi Group and Sihai Group competed very well recently? This kind of news is the most valuable time." The man said, and stood up, "Okay, you can think carefully about my proposal."

After saying that, the man left alone, leaving Xia Hao alone, and the cigarette in his hand had already dyed the end and burned his hand.

"Ah! I'm burning to death!" Xia Hao shook off the cigarette in his hand, blew the scorched fingers, and then looked down at the man's business card in his hand.

The name on the business card is - Fang Jiangyong, and the profession is a reporter.

In the distance, when Fang Jiang rushed to an uninhabited corner, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a certain number: "It's me... Mr. Mo, I've done everything according to your instructions, and Xia Hao will definitely take the bait. I will do this beautifully."

When the conversation ended, Fang Jiangyong showed a proud smile on his face and put away his phone. He thought that the old reporter who had worked with him had told him that those famous families should not be involved, and if you are not careful, you may lose your bones.

But he doesn't care. He wants his name to be known by the world. He wants to be famous in the journalist world. So what if those people are rich and powerful? Then they will be defeated by his writings!
Chapter completed!