[There's a traitor at the scene! He's contacting the rich woman's illegitimate son. Word has spread that Jiang Nan needs to see an orthopedic surgeon. The price has been negotiated to 30,000 yuan. They're just waiting for the exact location and the payment to be settled!]

Jiang Nan felt a chill down his spine.

Luo Jian: “???”

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

But since the divine beast said so, he had to take it seriously.

Director Luo Jian held his breath and scanned the surroundings with his eyes like a hawk, first eliminating the staff members with dull expressions waiting for the filming to start, and finally locked onto Yu Tao, the stagehand who was fiddling with his mobile phone from time to time next to the water dispenser.

He calmly picked up the teacup and, pretending to refill it, walked around behind Yu Tao. Taking advantage of his height, he could clearly see the contents of the phone screen. The WeChat dialog box displayed the latest news:

——One price, 30,000, exclusive.

——Thirty thousand, and I’ll send you the location of the hospital.

The rich woman opposite handed over 30,000 yuan without hesitation. Yu Tao was very happy and quickly took the money without noticing that there was someone standing behind him.

Then I sent the location - Shengli Road Private Orthopedic Hospital.

Caught the criminal red-handed.

Luo Jian's eyes flashed, and his slender fingers suddenly passed over his shoulder and snatched the phone away.

Before Yu Tao could react, he heard Luo Jian's cold voice exploding on the set:

"The plane landed at Changheng Airport at 10:00, and I'm staying at Tianrong Hotel, room 1099..."

"You're going to shoot a scene tomorrow at Baihuiling..."

"Returning to headquarters, tonight's high-speed train, number XX, seat XX..."

With every sentence he read, Yu Tao's face turned paler.

Luo Jian slid his thumb upwards, and the transfer records and illegitimate chat records in WeChat were shocking.

Everyone was shocked to find out that this inconspicuous stagehand was actually the insider who specialized in selling artists' schedules.

"Director...Director..."

Yu Tao's legs went weak and his voice became trembling and incoherent.

When Xia Chi saw Luo Jian take away the staff's cell phone, he was so excited that he almost cheered.

[Director Luo Jian is truly amazing. He managed to catch the undercover agent while drinking water.]

[Yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's him, it's him, this traitor who treats celebrities' privacy like pork!]

He stared at the pale-faced stagehand, scrolling through the comments frantically in his mind.

[Itinerary information is 3,000 yuan per piece, hotel room numbers start from 5,000 yuan, and even photos of celebrities dining are available for sale! ! ]

[Even more outrageous is that they even provided their crew IDs to bring illegitimate children and paparazzi onto the set!]

[Wow! Yu Tao bought a school district apartment in Shenzhen in less than half a year. That's how he made all the money!]

Xia Chi thought of Jiang Nan's dim eyes and clenched his fists unconsciously.

[No wonder Jiang Nan has become so cautious...]

[It's impossible to guard against this! Those perverts installed GPS under cars, hid people in hotel bathtubs, and installed pinhole cameras in dressing rooms... Is this celebrity chasing or espionage?!]

[Imagine what it feels like to have to dig through the trash can??!]

【It's breathtaking! 】

Jiang Nan's fingers were clenched white. The sting of being understood came too suddenly, like a punch to the stomach, making his internal organs twisted together with pain. He turned his face away abruptly, his jawline tensed into a sharp arc.

Xia Chi's indignant voice continued.

[There was no light in Jiang Nan's eyes.]

[Every night after work, I would turn my wardrobe, bathroom, and bed upside down like a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. I would even check behind the curtains three times.]

[I was so tired that I couldn't even stand up. I took a sleeping pill and lay in bed, but I still stared blankly until dawn.]

Xia Chi felt heartbroken.

【Who can bear this kind of life! 】

[I forced myself to smile in front of the camera during the day, but lived in fear in the hotel at night.]

[The schedule is transparent, how can the illegitimate children not be rampant, and how can the entrance not be blocked? This is not filming, this is clearly slow murder!]

Xia Chi's angry gaze once again fell on Luo Jian.

Luo Jian took a deep breath and looked at the trembling stage manager in front of him with a fierce look as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

"Yu Tao," Director Luo Jian's voice suddenly dropped. "How's your investigation going into the leaked stills from the set?"

Yu Tao knew that this matter could be serious or minor, so he rubbed his hands and smiled: "Director Luo, those are just a few ignorant students who sneaked in. You can't beat them. If you send them to the police station, they will just criticize and educate them. I see that they are young, so I will just give them a few words of advice and let them go..."

Luo Jian said meaningfully, "Oh, is that so? Then I told you to clear the area before filming. Have you done so?"

Yu Tao patted his chest and assured: "It's cleared. Everyone has been checked. Not a single pinhole camera has been missed."

"Oh," Luo Jian suddenly raised his voice, "then this——"

His finger pointed like a sharp sword at the corner, where a staff member wearing a green baseball cap was furtively fiddling with something in his messenger bag.

Noticing everyone's gazes, Baseball Cap instinctively hid his messenger bag behind him and turned to run. The assistant director swooped forward, his large, iron-like hands gripping his shoulders: "Why are you running? The director is calling you."

The moment the shoulder bag was roughly pulled off, the baseball cap and glasses with nearly a thousand degrees of power also flew out. Now he was blind and had to surrender.

The assistant director unzipped his bag, revealing all sorts of tools used in the crime.

Professional voice recorders, SLR cameras, and miniature cameras are shooting scenes on the set through the hollowed-out parts of modified shoulder bags.

Director Luo Jian took a quick look and found that the actors' appearance on the set and the bruises on Jiang Nan's forearm were all captured. What was even more terrifying was that the entire process of Luo Jian slamming the table in anger was recorded by the camera.

If this were posted online, it would be something to write an article about.

The single photo of Jiang Nan's injury happened to take advantage of the popularity of #Jiang Nan's car accident#, and a few days later it was coupled with a video of the director getting angry, which was solid evidence of "famous director bullying actors."

“It’s wonderful.”

Director Luo Jian broke out in a cold sweat.

The world is just a makeshift team.

[Yu Tao was asked to catch the traitor, and the traitor turned out to be Yu Tao himself. This paparazzi was brought in by Yu Tao disguised as a staff member.]

[This is your crew's security? A dog is better than this!]

A crew member touted an artist's itinerary, leading to the artist being harassed by sasaeng fans. The artist developed severe anxiety and relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep. Instead of resolving the issue, the director even posted a cryptic comment on WeChat Moments: "Some of the traffic is just being pretentious and is slowing down the entire crew's progress."

If Jiang Nan is driven crazy, you, the director, will be held responsible and your reputation will be ruined!

[Humph! ! Hurry and send him to the police station.]

Director Luo Jian felt like he had a thorn in his back and a lump in his throat, and was sitting on pins and needles.

His baseball cap was grabbed and he became restless. His glasses were knocked off and there were many figures in front of him. In the chaos, he seemed to hear someone shouting to send him in.

Is it that so?

He argued: "I'm just a fan. What's wrong with fans caring about their idols?"

"You're not just some fan. I've noticed you for a long time." Director Luo Jian sneered, "Your name is Tu Sihai, and you're an entertainment reporter. I've seen the clips of you parodying my movies. You're truly talented."

Director Luo Jian is not a broad-minded person. He turned to Yu Tao and said, "This boss is an adult now. It would be best to call the police directly."

Yu Tao's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. He forced himself to smile.

"Director Luo, this... this is such a small matter, why bother alerting the police? I'll have him delete all the footage right away..."

"Small matter?" Luo Jian ripped off the paparazzi's work ID card and threw it in front of Yu Tao.

"Forging crew credentials and secretly photographing artists' privacy is a small matter."

When the work permit landed on the ground, the set suddenly fell silent. Everyone knew that this work permit was issued by Yu Tao.

Luo Jian slowly pulled out his phone. "I'm a stickler for rules." His fingertips hovered over the number 110, his eyes sharp as a knife. "If you dare to do such despicable things in my group, you should have expected this to happen."

Yu Tao's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

He knew very well that once the police intervened in the investigation, all his activities of reselling the privacy of artists over the years would be exposed, and those transfer records would be enough to put him in jail for several years.

"Director Luo, Director Luo, please listen to my explanation..."

"Explain?" Luo Jian said in a cold tone, "Humph, you know I hate people who are disloyal and don't follow the rules. If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. When you were doing this, you should have thought this day would come."

******

After Yu Tao was taken away by the police, he never came back.

The much-anticipated Jiang Nan appeared on the back seat of a dilapidated electric car.

Jiang Nan was completely confused.

The film set was surrounded by people, and any vehicle entering or leaving would be targeted by cameras. The injuries should not be made public, and the location of the hospital must not be exposed.

The director suddenly had an idea and waved his hand to dismiss everyone. Then he pointed at the mysterious Taoist priest named Xia Chi and asked him to take him to the hospital.

The Taoist priest agreed very readily.

Before Jiang Nan could react, he was led to a side door and then, winding his way through to the backyard. Xiaodao, with some cleverness, pulled out a bright yellow raincoat and a helmet like a magic trick, and quickly wrapped him up like a bloated little yellow man.

Then, the Taoist priest rode a small electric scooter carrying the disguised Minions, and walked openly and honestly through the aggressive cannons of the station girls and the eagerly waiting crowd, and headed towards Jianghuai Hospital.

The electric scooter drives very steadily.

It's also very noisy.

[Ahhhhh, Jiang Nan is riding in my car! ]

[So excited, so thrilled, this broken battery suddenly hits the wall and shines!]

I really want to stop and take a photo, but I'm sitting in my car! Aa ...

Is it too late to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now?

[Hehehe…Marriage first, love later is also very exciting!!! Do you want to give it a try…]

Jiang Nan: “!!!”

Why do I feel like I'm on a pirate ship?

The rainstorm had just stopped, and a damp cool breeze, carrying fine raindrops, swept across the asphalt road.

The young Taoist priest's dark blue robe was lifted by the wind, and his wide sleeves fluttered happily behind him like rabbit ears, and his clothes fluttered as if he was about to fly away with the wind at the next moment.

Even more joyful is the constant sound of his heart.

【Should we pretend to be lost and walk around a few more times?】

[Or, knock him out and put him in a sack and take him away! Tie him up and take him back as your husband!]

[You can scream even if your throat breaks, but no one will come to save you... hehehehehe...]

[Broken throat——]

The car shook and the person in the back seat almost fell out.