chapter 1

“From what I know, Cheng Hui, the CEO of a listed biopharmaceutical company, is deathly afraid of dying. Since he turned forty, he’s spent millions of dollars every year on top-tier expert teams for anti-aging, using every means possible to keep himself young.

“It couldn’t have been easy to get a man like that to commit suicide, right?”

The man in front of me stared at me intently, looking like he was certain of victory.

I glanced at the cash spread out on the table and took one last drag of my cigarette.

“If you want to hear the story, this isn’t enough money.”

He gave a soft huff and dumped the rest of the money from the suitcase onto the table.

“Is that enough? Two hundred thousand in total. I, You Hua, am a well-known writer. As long as I’m the one writing it, this story is guaranteed to be a hit. When that happens, I can even give you a massive bonus.”

After he finished, he glanced at the worn-out furniture in my room, his meaning clear.

Although a pile of cash has a much stronger visual impact than a number on a screen, this pile clearly wasn’t enough to tempt me.

I narrowed my eyes and crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. “Five hundred thousand. Not a penny less, or no deal.”

“Five hundred thousand for a single story? You’re out of your mind!”

He glared at me, his eyes clouded with anger.

I stood up and walked straight to the living room door, swinging it open.

“Take care. I won’t see you out.”