So people say Jane Sampson is so calculating that no man dares to like her, fearing that one day they will be outmaneuvered by her.
Jas Black specifically looked up the show and watched it again, thoroughly from beginning to end, without fast-forwarding even one second.
Jas Black could only say that he was surprised, as the usually sowhat foolish-looking Jane Sampson actually had monts when she was so quick-witted.
Representing the undercover team, Jane ca out on top with flying colors. Her cleverness took Jas Black by surprise.
However, Jas Black felt that, as a man, he probably admired a woman like Jane Sampson more, at least more than the one who could only laugh stupidly with an innocent face or the one gazing at William Rivers with an "I love you so much" expression—Sophie Young.
After watching the show, Jas Black went online and added Jane Sampson’s emoticons to his phone album, admiring them alone for a few minutes before exiting the album and dialing a phone number.
"Chief Black, suddenly receiving your call has every part of trembling," a casual, teasing voice ca from a young man on the phone.
"I rember you have a studio that specializes in digging up the dirt on celebrities?" Jas Black asked, "Your studio hasn’t gone under, has it?"
"Digging up the dirt?" That might be the freshest phrase the man had heard. Hearing Jas Black ask about his studio going under, the man couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "To your disappointnt, it’s not, it’s actually been making quite a profit."
"That’s not bad," Jas Black praised half-heartedly, sounding as if he was rely comforting the other person in passing before adding, "I want the dirt on Sophie Young and William Rivers, how much are you asking?"
"Eh! What a coincidence!" The man on the phone sounded surprised, then his tone beca serious, "I actually have so big dirt on these two! But since when are you interested in this kind of stuff? What do you want with their dirt? Have they offended you?"
"Yes, they have offended ," Jas Black answered frankly.
"Soone actually dares to offend you?" The man on the other side was genuinely surprised, "Since we’re friends, I’ll tell you the dirt first, then you can decide whether to buy it or not."
"Speak," Jas Black’s patience was still quite sufficient at this mont.
"Sophie Young and William Rivers are actually a fake couple, it’s a mutually beneficial publicity stunt. Sophie Young has a backer, and God knows how many one-night girlfriends William Rivers has. I’ve got photos of both of them cozying up to others in hotels after they announced their relationship, and they’re all high-definition shots."
"I’ll take it, how much, na your price," Jas Black’s expression changed, a smile that was not quite a smile appeared at his lips.
"A friendly price, one million," the man replied.
"I’ll give you three million, you help find a team to handle this, I want to see results tomorrow morning, I want these two to be unable to turn things around," Jas Black stated, "Hang up now and send your account number, I’ll transfer the money imdiately."
Jas Black always did things in such a way; either he wouldn’t act, or if he did, he never dragged his feet.
Three million, a mobile banking transfer was only a matter of ten seconds.
After hanging up the phone, Jas Black scrolled up through the comnts. The comnt section was even more lively this ti, Jane Sampson’s fans were already clashing directly with William Rivers and Sophie Young’s fans. It was incredibly heated—the official twitter’s comnt section was a complete ss.
However, Jas Black did notice a ssage from one of the guests in the comnt section, the one nad Hugo Edwards.
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