Chapter 500


    Chapter 500 Throwing oneself into a Net


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    Ss suddenly understood what was going on. “Then wait for a little longer, we‘ll head over now.” After


    both father and son tidied up, Ss


    drove them directly to thepany. When they reached thepany, they bumped into Samantha. So


    uth shivered instinctively and his little hand, which was held by Ss, stiffened. Naturally, Ss felt his r


    eaction. He gave South an encouraging look and tightened his hold on South‘s hand. South‘s lowered


    head gradually raised a little, but he still did not dare to look at Samantha. His body, however, rxed a


    little. Samantha nced at South before looking at Ss and greeting him with a smile. “President Nol


    an.” Ss nced at her and lightly responded, “Where is Alex?” “He‘s in your office, sir.” Ss didn‘t sp


    eak again. Holding South‘s hand, they entered his office and found Alex sitting on the sofa. Alex had be


    en waiting for Ss for a long time–


    any longer and dust would have started collecting on him. The ashtray on top of the coffee table was fill


    ed with cigarette buds. Just one look and anyone could guess how long Alex had been waiting


    for Frowning, Ss waved away the smoke in front of him andined, “Are you trying to set a fire?


    ” Alex was not amused. “You think


    I wanted to smoke so many cigarettes? You didn‘t even notify me when you came in sote. I wanted t


    o give you a call but Xavier wouldn‘t let me, saying something about you not getting sleep all night. Tell


    me, what the heck are you doing not sleeping night after night?” Ss


    red at him with a dark expression. “Be careful with what you say; my son is still here!” Alex was tak


    en aback to hear Ss call South his son with so much affection. If he didn‘t know any better, he would


    have believed South really was Ss‘s biological son. He gave South a nce and asked, “Hey, little f


    e. Is he your daddy?” South‘s big dark eyes blinked and he said evenly, “He called me his son, so nat


    urally he is my daddy!”


    Alex was a bit surprised by the little boy’s answer, which managed to pique his interest. Smiling, he


    waved at South and asked mysteriously, “Then can you tell me what your daddy didst night and why


    he didn‘t sleep?” “Are you the paparazzi?” South asked seriously.


    Alexughed again then nodded his head. “That‘s right. Mind sharing with


    me some of your Daddy‘s secrets?”


    Ss didn‘t stop him either as Alex would never get serious unless someone deted his ego. “Why sho


    uld I share Daddy‘s secrets with you?” South asked seriously again. “I‘ll give you something in return; ju


    st name your


    price,” Alex said, trying to get South hooked. South frowned. “I‘m afraid that you won‘t be able to pay m


    y price.” Alexughed derisively as he boasted, “Me, not able to pay? Go on then; tell me your price! Is


    it tens of millions or hundreds of millions?”


    “Why would you still be a paparazzi if you really had so much money?” South asked coolly. “I‘m a part-


    time paparazzi, purely to satisfy my curiosity,” Alex answered him.


    “Oh! So you just like to shadow people and take pictures of them?” South asked as it suddenly dawned


    on him. “Then who have you shadowed before?”


    Alex felt that the kid was getting more and more entertaining, so he deliberately teased, “I‘ve shadowed


    tons of people! Celebrities, models, businessmen, politicians–


    1 shadow anyone I‘m interested in.” “Then would you post information about them online after you follo


    w them?” South‘s tiny face was solemn and serious. Alex nodded his head. “That‘s right.” Frowning, So


    uth was doubtful as he asked, “Can you make


    money from this?” Alex gave Ss a nce and his eyes were filled with smugness. “Can I make mone


    y? Well, the more famous the


    person is, the more lucrative the job is. This is how i made my fortune. What do you say? Would you


    like to join me? We can split the money 50/50 if we work together.” South looked at Ss with a sly look


    in his eyes. “Tell me, Uncle Ss, how much money would we be able to earn if we posted this recordin


    g online?”


    As


    South said this, he took out a recorder, which resembled a pen, from his pocket. He originally wanted


    to record a joke for his great–grandpa today, but Alex ended up throwing himself into a.


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