Chapter 250 - 210: There’s a Bad Guy in the Crowd

Chapter 250: Chapter 210: There’s a Bad Guy in the Crowd

"Thank you, Chairman Gu..."

Facing Gu Heng’s somewhat profound gaze, Tian Xiqwei smiled sweetly. She understood the hidden meaning behind his words.

Meanwhile, Sun Fan, held up by Zhong Hua and his men like a dead dog, watched the couple exchange flirtatious glances. He was about to lose his mind.

’Hey!’

’Have you forgotten someone else is here?!’

’Shouldn’t you pick a better time and place for flirting?!’

’My pants are still wet!’

’Is anyone going to speak up for me?!’

Sun Fan’s lips trembled. He was seething, shaking with pure rage.

"That’s enough."

"Let him go."

Just as Tian Xiqwei was transferring the photos from the DSLR camera to her own phone, Gu Heng glanced up at Sun Fan and gestured to Zhong Hua and the others.

"Get lost."

Zhong Hua and his men gave him a shove, sending Sun Fan stumbling.

"I..."

"My camera..."

Sun Fan fell miserably to his knees, looking pleadingly at Gu Heng.

That thing was his livelihood, worth tens of thousands of yuan.

’Shouldn’t they just take out the memory card and return the camera?’

"Yours?"

A playful yet dangerous glint appeared in Gu Heng’s gradually chilling eyes.

At the same time, Zhong Hua and the others turned back, their ice-cold gazes fixing on him once more.

"No, no, no!"

"That’s not my camera!"

"I’ll get going now!"

"I’m leaving right this second!"

Seeing this, Sun Fan was scared out of his wits. He didn’t dare ask for the camera again and scrambled away.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished from their sight.

"Give Chu Zhengnan a call."

Gu Heng watched Sun Fan’s retreating figure and instructed Zhong Hua coolly, "Have him clean this up."

"Yes, sir."

Zhong Hua acknowledged the order and quietly left with the other bodyguards, melting back into the shadows.

"Chairman Gu, are you sure there won’t be any trouble for keeping his camera?"

After everyone else had left, Tian Xiqwei asked in a low voice, "For paparazzi, their equipment is like their life savings. It all seems pretty expensive."

"If you don’t beat a dog until it hurts, it will never learn its lesson."

"You have to make them feel the pain, a pain that goes bone-deep. Only then will they stop baring their teeth at you."

Gu Heng smiled and raised his glass, clinking it against Tian Xiqwei’s. "Don’t worry. I’ve already sent people to handle the aftermath. As long as he’s still in Beichun, he can’t make any waves."

"Alright."

Hearing Gu Heng say this, Tian Xiqwei stopped worrying needlessly. She quickly put the matter behind her and resumed her conversation with him.

...

"They stole my photos!"

"They took my camera!"

"Robbers!"

"A bunch of robbers!"

"You have to be punished by the law!"

As Sun Fan ran all the way back to his room and shut the door, his terror slowly faded, replaced by endless humiliation and rage.

That’s right, he was a classic hypocrite.

He could secretly photograph others and use the opportunity to blackmail them, but if they fought back, he was suddenly the victim—a good citizen in need of legal protection.

In all his years, this was the first time he had been treated this way.

The thought of the sky-high "buyout fee" he could have demanded vanishing into thin air, the thought of his precious DSLR—his very livelihood—being "forcefully seized," made his heart feel like it was bleeding.

The pain!

It was too painful!

’I have to make sure those villains are severely punished!’

Sun Fan’s eyes were bloodshot. He looked down at his soaked crotch and pant legs, feeling as if his dignity had been brutally stomped into the mud.

As he pulled off his pants, he grabbed his phone, intending to call the police.

However, just as he was about to dial, he froze.

’No! I can’t just call the police!’

Sun Fan’s thoughts raced. In that moment, he felt like he was possessed by Conan.

’I was screaming my head off in the executive lounge just now, but no one ever came to check. That’s obviously not normal. The other party must have deep connections with this hotel.’

’If I call the police now, the nearest station will take the report. Who’s to say they aren’t in cahoots? If I want justice, I have to get away from here first. It would be best to report it in person at a different station and use my status as a media professional to pressure them into opening a case on the spot.’

With this in mind, Sun Fan put his phone away.

He first rushed into the bathroom for a quick rinse, changed into a fresh set of clothes, packed his suitcase, and then left the hotel directly under the cover of night, not even bothering to check out.

"Driver!"

"Take me here!"

After leaving the hotel, Sun Fan hailed a passing taxi. Once inside, he showed the driver the police station he had just looked up on Gaode Maps, his tone slightly rushed.

"You got it!"

The driver looked like a simple, honest, middle-aged man. He responded cheerfully, hit the gas, and sped off.

"Young man, heading to the police station this late? Did something happen?"

The driver lit a cigarette and cracked the window open. A gust of cold wind rushed in, making Sun Fan shiver involuntarily.

"Damn it!"

"I ran into a bunch of robbers!"

"They used their power to bully me!"

"Not only did they threaten and beat me, but they also forcibly stole my DSLR camera!"

"I’m going to make sure the cops give me justice!"

Sun Fan couldn’t help but grit his teeth as he spoke about it.

"It’s the 21st century, and things like that still happen?"