CHAPTER 808: CHAPTER 407: BLACKMAILING MISS ZHENG (PART 2)

Lies are merely mockery; the truth is the sharp blade.

In an instant, Zheng Yaxin’s eyes widened, and anger filled her gaze.

"How dare you insult me?"

Zheng Yaxin screamed.

What happened to her image?

Wu Qingshan actually dared to say she smelled?

Wu Qingshan didn’t bother to reply and cut straight to the chase.

"Miss Zheng, today the security blocked Jiulong Pool, so journalist friends can’t come in and see your current disgrace, but tomorrow might be different!

You wouldn’t want your current state to be photographed and published in the newspapers, would you?"

As someone from the entertainment world, known for her family background and beauty, and at her age of vanity, Zheng Yaxin felt her heart tense up.

She looked at Wu Qingshan excitedly, clearly wanting to say something, but suddenly became aware of her current state.

In the lake, her reflection looked haggard and messy, totally unlike a lady from a prestigious family, instead more like a woman fleeing from disaster.

Oh my god!

If anyone saw her like this, how could she survive with any dignity?

Zheng Yaxin was extremely agitated.

"What exactly do you want to say? What do you want me to do for you to help me?"

Zheng Yaxin lowered her voice, no longer daring to be overly harsh with Wu Qingshan.

Wu Qingshan smiled faintly.

Indeed, revealing the truth was the only way to make this young lady understand how pitiable her situation was.

"Miss Zheng, if you think I can save you, I’d advise you to give up that thought.

The director sent hundreds of people and couldn’t get you out; I am just one person, even with 100 lives, I couldn’t rescue you."

Wu Qingshan stated the harsh truth upfront, quashing Zheng Yaxin’s wishful thinking.

"So, what kind of deal do you want with me?"

Zheng Yaxin’s fiery heart gradually cooled, and she stared coldly at Wu Qingshan with a look full of sarcasm.

Although she was in trouble, and her image was not good, her status still stood.

Facing Wu Qingshan, she still maintained a sense of pride.

Wu Qingshan smiled again and pointed at Lin Beichen on the surface of the lake.

He didn’t hide when he came down the mountain and didn’t lower his voice while talking to Zheng Yaxin.

Yet, that gentleman did nothing to stop him, not even glancing in this direction.

What does this imply?

It shows that this gentleman doesn’t really care about Zheng Yaxin, nor does he treat her as a possession, he’s merely keeping her close.

As long as Zheng Yaxin doesn’t leave, she can enjoy a certain degree of freedom.

"Although I can’t let you leave here, I can get you some makeup, and an outdoor tent, so you can enjoy a nice meal, do your makeup, recharge your appearance, and have a good night’s sleep."

Wu Qingshan chuckled, bringing out a makeup kit and a hamburger from his backpack.

"That way, even if journalists are present tomorrow, your elegance won’t be diminished.

Even if, hypothetically, you are doomed, you can die beautifully, don’t you find that comforting?"

Zheng Yaxin stared blankly at Wu Qingshan, only thinking he was a jerk.

This guy, how dare he say such things?

Even dying can be done beautifully?

What kind of comfort is that?

"If I manage to leave here alive, I’ll have my grandfather kill you."

Zheng Yaxin gritted her teeth as she spoke.

Hearing this, Wu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders and swung the things in his hand.

"I’ve said everything; it’s up to you to choose whether or not. I’m just reminding you, opportunity only comes once..."

Wu Qingshan said indifferently.

He wanted to secure some benefits for the brothers but couldn’t appear too eager.

Zheng Yaxin was a daughter cultivated by a prestigious family.

Even though she had fallen into misfortune, she was still very smart.

If he spoke too openly, she would seize his weakness.

So the smartest approach was to first stir her desires.

The plan was simple, nothing sophisticated, but very effective.

Because he touched upon Zheng Yaxin’s pain and fear.

As long as Zheng Yaxin still cared about her reputation and wanted to maintain her identity as a young lady, she would certainly fall for his trick.

Zheng Yaxin gave Wu Qingshan a fierce look.

Wu Qingshan was definitely deliberate.

"Actually, you don’t need to do this; as long as you convince this guy, whatever you want, my grandfather will satisfy you."

Zheng Yaxin said reluctantly.

Listening to her words, Wu Qingshan still smiled cheerfully at Zheng Yaxin. Just as Zheng Yaxin thought she had won, Wu Qingshan’s expression suddenly changed, turning away without any hesitation.

Zheng Yaxin’s heart trembled suddenly, filled with regret, fear, frustration, and other emotions that swirled in her heart as she let out a scream.

"I agree to your terms."

Wu Qingshan abruptly stopped as if he had long expected this, and turned back with a cheerful look towards Zheng Yaxin.

"Miss Zheng, don’t think I’m easily persuaded; I don’t really want to negotiate terms with you, but as my brothers are with me, I wanted to get them some benefits."

Zheng Yaxin nodded repeatedly, not daring to doubt whether Wu Qingshan’s words were true.

Regardless of truth or lies, he had to continue.

Because Wu Qingshan could walk away, but he was her only lifeline.

Wu Qingshan took out a contract.

Although Xiang Island society is indeed a territory of plutocrats, it does have some advantages; at least the contracts are convenient.

Every adult uses contracts to perfect transactions and cooperation.

Wu Qingshan’s contract was handled without any help, all settled in a few minutes.

Zheng Yaxin glanced at the content, her mouth twitching slightly.

The terms Wu Qingshan set were sheer exploitation.

A hamburger for 5 million, a minimum of two.

An outdoor tent, charged at 1 million per hour.

A makeup kit at 10 million.

All items combined, daily expenses exceeded 40 million.

And this was only the basic cost; any additional services would incur extra fees, without any discount, adding more overall expenses.

Even billionaires, even those worth tens of billions, might find it hard to spend this way, right?

"This is clearly exploiting, even Gretai wouldn’t be so stingy."

Zheng Yaxin gritted her teeth as she spoke.

Other expenses being expensive is one thing, but a single wet tissue costing 500,000!

Even the most unscrupulous merchants in the world wouldn’t dare set this price.

However, Wu Qingshan didn’t reminisce a bit, instead laughed heartily.

"Who are you, and who am I? Even if it was just a wet tissue, its value would multiply ten thousand times if given to you!"

Wu Qingshan laughed boldly, causing Zheng Yaxin to roll her eyes.

The example he gave was so crude that she could’ve let a lawyer sue Wu Qingshan in the past.

Regardless of how dissatisfied Zheng Yaxin was, she still had to obediently sign the agreement.

Just like Wu Qingshan said, spending this money, no matter how much, was worth it.

If she died, this money wouldn’t be carried away; giving it to Wu Qingshan didn’t matter, after all, he couldn’t take it, someone else would, and at least she could maintain some decorum before dying.

If she lived and left, this money wouldn’t matter at all.

Considering Zheng Yaxin’s worth, she could completely transform her style with crisis PR, even if the crisis of 10 billion couldn’t pass, she could still maintain a pretty face and have a chance to rise again.

In wealthy families, the least to worry about is money since it’s an accessory to fame and power.

"When can you deliver the things?"

Zheng Yaxin coldly asked, throwing the contract at Wu Qingshan.

Wu Qingshan chuckled and waved his hand immediately.

A few minutes later, a group of brothers drove armored vehicles to deliver the requested supplies.

Aside from the parts for Zheng Yaxin, some were for Lin Beichen.

Wu Qingshan was a smart man. He knew very well that he could extort and make Zheng Yaxin obedient thanks to Lin Beichen.