After Wei Wei'er returned to the hotel, she waited until she was alone in her room before making several calls. "I want dirt on Wang Yi from when he was filming This Is Slam Dunk. No, nothing fabricated. It has to be real, preferably backed up by photos and videos."
"No, no doctored stuff. Experts can spot fakes easily. I want genuine photos and videos from back then."
"It really costs that much? Are you looking down on me? You think I can't afford it?"
"Don't worry. I'll take responsibility for my own actions. If anything happens, I'll handle it. Besides, what I report will be true, backed by photos and videos. I'm not making anything up."
"All right, then. Fifty thousand per photo, five hundred thousand per video."
After hanging up, Wei Wei'er wore a sly smile.
She'd only asked on a whim, but she hadn't expected anyone to actually have photos and videos of Wang Yi and Wang from that time.
The person who had them was afraid of being held responsible, so they'd never dared to release the material over the years.
When someone had tried to buy the photos and videos, the seller had asked for too much money and worried about the consequences, so they'd refused to sell them to just anyone.
But now that they'd heard Wei Wei'er wanted to buy them, they'd agreed at once.
After all, Wei Wei'er had recently been involved in that incident where she fabricated a news story and caused a girl great harm. Yet she'd made a comeback in such a short time. That was proof enough that she had powerful people backing her.
That was why the seller had decided to sell the material to Wei Wei'er.
Two days later, Wei Wei'er picked up a USB drive