After Dong Cheng confirmed that the assistant had left, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number with a cold expression. The other party quickly picked up the call.
"Hehe, Jin Feng, you're so capable. I think you don't want to be good, right? Aren't you afraid that I'll post all those photos of your wife on the internet? Those postures were very seductive, and they were full of caresses.”
Dong Cheng said to Jin Feng on the phone expressionlessly.
On the other end of the phone, Jin Feng did not answer. He could hear the breathing of both parties through the receiver.
"Why are you pretending to be deaf? I'm asking you a question. Are you not thinking about it? Let me tell you, even if something happens to me, your entire family can forget about it. Don't forget that your son is going to school soon.”
"Dong Cheng, you don't have to threaten me. I've seen your news, but I have to tell you that I didn't do it. I don't want to hide it from you. I'm probably the one who wants to do this the most in this world, but I don't dare to.”
Jin Feng hung up the phone.
"Bastard, what kind of attitude is this? Who the hell is he?"
Dong Cheng was no longer as gentle and refined as usual. He was like a hooligan. He walked to the cabinet at the side and took out a briefcase. He took out a stack of photos from it and stood there for a long time. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Then, he put the photos back into the briefcase.
Wang Zhuo drank his beer. He had seen everything that happened in the hotel room. With the system, he didn't even need to take pictures himself. It felt so good to control everything behind the scenes.
He thought for a moment and opened the second video again. He originally wanted to upload the second video directly, but on second thought, it would be more fun to create some suspense.
Wang Zhuo opened a screenshot app and took a screenshot of the video. Dong Cheng was the only one in the video. He was holding his phone and smiling evilly as he took a photo of something. The underwear scattered on the ground was also taken in the photo.
This screenshot was definitely very technical. From the picture, there was nothing to see, but from some clues, it was definitely possible to imagine something, but there was enough space for the person involved to explain.
Wang Zhuo opened Weibo again and clicked on the button to post a new Weibo. This time, he uploaded the screenshot he had just taken and added a text to it." See you at 9:00 on Wednesday." He once again sent out a list of people who had been outvoted before.
"Bang…" At the same time, Dong Cheng, who was in the hotel room, threw the glass of water in his hand on the ground. At this moment, his eyes were red and the veins on his face were bulging as he stared at the computer screen.
Just now, he refreshed the mysterious person's Weibo and was about to go to bed, but what greeted his eyes was this familiar photo. At this moment, he was certain that the person in the video was definitely not Jin Feng.
"Damned thing, who exactly are you? Don't let me catch you, or you won't even know how you died.”
He knew that once these things were confirmed, all the glory he had received would be lost. At that time, not to mention China, even the entire world would have no place for him. After all, he was one of the top researchers in the country. Would the country tolerate a high-level researcher with bad morals?
Moreover, this mysterious person had written that he would see her at nine tomorrow. It was obvious that there would be even more explosive news at nine tomorrow morning.
Dong Cheng had already walked out of his initial anger, and what occupied his heart at this moment was a deep fear.
Below this Weibo post, there were no longer people who supported Dong Cheng. Wang Zhuo's Weibo followers had also risen to more than 900,000.
"D * mn, the content of this photo is very rich. Who is the blogger? Why do I feel like I see the shadow of the dead China's number one paparazzi?”
"Based on my professional standards, this photo is definitely taken from the original video. There are no traces of photoshop. If it's fake, I'll livestream eating sh * t."
"I'll see you tomorrow at nine. This style reminds me of Wang Zhuo. Could it be that someone is going to take over his position? But I have to say, Dong Cheng is usually a sanctimonious person, but I didn't expect him to be so evil. You're simply misleading the children."
The comments section had exploded, and the situation was no longer one-sided. Those who believed that Dong Cheng was framed and those who believed Wang Zhuo's information each occupied half of the forum. The scolding war on Weibo became more and more intense.
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