If he tried to poke the tiger again, he'd likely end up behind bars.
Just as President Sang had said, he didn't know the law. A professional could easily dig up something on him and have him thrown in jail, all above board.
After all, being a paparazzo meant constantly operating in a legal gray area.
He'd seen sums like two hundred thousand yuan before, so he wasn't about to be blinded by greed. After a moment of consideration, he knew what he had to do.
He placed everything on the table, then unboxed the massage chair and set it up to the side.
Flipping on the overhead light and plugging in his fill light, Zhang Yong picked up his recently purchased DSLR. He took photos of the gifts, making them look exceptionally luxurious and high-end.
After the shoot, he backed up the photos and imported them to his computer for editing.
As he started drafting the article in his head, he called up his buddies to invite them out for dinner at a food stall that evening.
