"We need a perspective."
The Film Crew Team Leader lit a cigarette. The Langsheng Lighter gave a long, crisp ding, drawing the attention of everyone on the "street."
Their gazes held curiosity, surprise, and greed. But when they saw the fully armed Blackstone Security employees, their expressions once again turned lifeless.
The Film Crew Team Leader put away the lighter. He decided not to use it for the time being.
He could more or less guess at the mindsets of some of the people here, and he did not want to cause himself any trouble.
The three Ace Reporters strongly supported his suggestion. "I have no problem with that."
"Neither do I."
The only Female Reporter also expressed her agreement.
"Then next, split into three groups and look for whatever material you think is most suitable..."
He looked at the security personnel beside him. "Can you send out more people?"
They knew these people were from Blackstone Television Station, so they did not put on airs. After all, they had the same boss. Strictly speaking, they were all on the same side.
Before long, two more teams arrived. After everyone split up, they quickly began searching for the targets they wanted.
After Male Reporter A walked around the street a few times, he found a married woman who looked... as though she had suffered violence. She was about thirty-four or thirty-five, with bruises on her face, and was squatting by the roadside in revealing clothes.
Standing in front of her, all he had to do was look down to see that her chest was not very well covered. He could even see her lace-trimmed underwear.
Male Reporter A walked over and was just about to say something when the woman stood up. "Five points, or one gram of gold."
Seeing