Chapter 16 Your forehead is black, and your relatives have a bloody disaster
After coming out of the Hilton, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Ye Qingtian stood on the side of the road. He first checked Lu Cong's information and found that it only said that Lu Cong was the president of Qingshan Group, and nothing else.
Ye Qingtian shrugged and gave up looking for the richest man for the time being. He took out his mobile phone and called his agent Liu Minghao: "Where are you? I'll go and find you to terminate the contract."
Liu Minghao only gave her three days, and it just expired today.
"I'm in the hospital. Let's talk about the termination of the contract in a few days." Liu Minghao's voice was very calm this time, not as aggressive as last time.
Ye Qingtian frowned.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Is Liu Minghao holding back something evil?
She counted with her fingers and realized that Liu Minghao really planned to harm her. She couldn't help but smiled coldly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to contact me."
Liu Minghao hung up the phone and looked at the man in black in front of him tremblingly: "I have delayed the time as you asked, do you need me to do anything else?"
The man in black's voice was very rough, as if his throat had been damaged: "Find out her birth date."
Liu Minghao was stunned.
He only knew when Ye Qingtian's birthday was, but he didn't know the specific time when Ye Qingtian was born.
However, Ye Qingtian's uncle and aunt must have known that he had dealt with that couple before. They were greedy for money and selfish. He would definitely be able to figure out Ye Qingtian's birth date by giving them tens of thousands of yuan.
So he immediately nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
A sinister smile flashed in his eyes.
When the man in black took action after getting his birth date, he saw how arrogant Ye Qingtian was!
As for why he hates Ye Qingtian so much, there is actually no special reason. It is probably because he used to look down on Ye Qingtian and could belittle Ye Qingtian at will.
As a result, Ye Qingtian suddenly changed and showed off his power in front of him. He felt unbalanced, so he wanted to step on Ye Qingtian again.
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Ye Qingtian didn't pay attention to Liu Minghao's little tricks behind his back. She wasn't afraid of a villain like Liu Minghao.
After she hung up the phone, she was about to take a taxi back to her residence, but she found a paparazzi hiding behind the flower bed and secretly filming her.
"Come out." She turned around and strode to the flower bed, saying coldly.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses, carrying a professional camera, got up and ran away.
Ye Qingtian recited a mantra: "Concentrate!"
The immobilization spell is most useful against evil spirits and monsters, but it can also be used on people, but the effect is not that lasting.
Ye Qingtian walked over and stared at the camera in the middle-aged man's hand: "Are you secretly filming me?"
Nowadays, it is normal for paparazzi to take secret photos of artists' private lives. If they find any negative information, the paparazzi will take the photos and videos to find the artist to resolve the matter privately.
Artists have to spend a lot of money to buy it. If the price cannot be negotiated, the paparazzi will post photos and videos online to expose the artist, which will ruin the artist's reputation.
Some artists whose private lives are in chaos have been caught and can only spend money to quell the trouble.
Paparazzi also rely on this to make money.
"What did you secretly take?" Ye Qingtian took the camera in his hand to check.
The middle-aged man suddenly shouted: "Give it back to me! This is a lens I spent hundreds of thousands on. If you damage it, you have to pay me the full price!"
He cursed, his eyes full of contempt and disgust for Ye Qingtian.
If this live broadcast hadn't made Ye Qingtian a little more popular, he wouldn't have come to film an 18th line.
Ye Qingtian stared at him: "Oh, you spent so much money on the lens because you want to take photos of artists' private lives and sell them for money, right?"
The middle-aged man muttered impatiently: "It's none of your business. You're just a little artist. How much money can you spare?"
He just took a lot of photos of Yang Yihan being taken away by the police, and he was thinking of taking a few more photos of Ye Qingtian. Then he would post the photos online and make up a story about Ye Qingtian slapping Yang Yihan in the face to attract traffic.
——Traffic can be monetized these days, and he has no hope of extorting money from a poor man like Ye Qingtian.
Ye Qingtian glanced at his face and suddenly said meaningfully: "The blackness of your forehead means that your close blood relatives are in trouble. I think you should do less things that harm your morality, so as not to prevent your family from getting into trouble one after another."
The middle-aged man was startled, and then he scolded angrily with a ferocious face: "Don't curse me! Don't think you can step on my head if you have some little skills!"
"I'm telling you, you're not even a p in my eyes! Aren't you just a 18-star idiot? The best actors and actresses in the circle are a bit polite when they see me. Why are you dragging me in front of me!"
Ye Qingtian didn't care about his arrogant attitude and said calmly: "Forget it if you don't believe it."
The middle-aged man looked fierce and was about to continue scolding her when his cell phone suddenly rang.
He picked up the call and saw that the call was from the No. 1 City Hospital: "Mr. Wu, your father fell down while going down the stairs and was seriously injured. He was sent to the hospital by a kind person. Please come as soon as possible."
The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Ye Qingtian in disbelief.