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On a dark and windy night, a tightly wrapped man was rummaging through a trash can.

"Ugh!"

The more he rummaged, the more smelly it became. Luo Ning couldn't help but take off his mask and retched. At this moment, a flash of light flashed by the side. It was very dark around him, and he subconsciously tilted his head to look in the direction of the light source. People are more sensitive to light, or they chase light.

He was immediately stunned. What the hell... someone actually took pictures of homeless people in the middle of the night?

Fortunately, with sunglasses and a mask, no one could recognize him, so it didn't matter if he wanted to take pictures.

He was stunned again. The sour smell in the trash can was even stronger than before. The breeze blew over, and his cheeks felt a little cold.

He reached out and touched it, and quickly put on his mask. There was still a flash of light over there.

He just wanted to go over and argue, to put it bluntly, he was paying to keep his mouth shut, but as a result, as soon as he ran over, the man ran into the alley and couldn't be found.

"What's going on!"

Roning, who was carrying a bag of junk food, felt very fucked up. He was about to throw the bag of garbage back, but the plastic bag was hanging above the trash can and he couldn't bear to do it. No matter what, these were the things he had found by himself. If he threw them back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Roadmaster was not activated because of this. Roning was in a terrible mood now. He was really busy for nothing. God knows who took the photo of him just now. Anyway, no matter who it was, he would definitely recognize him. His nose and mouth are very recognizable.

I can imagine what kind of bloody storm will be set off on the Internet tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Roning sighed heavily and drove back with a bag of garbage.

As soon as I got home, I took off my clothes and took a shower, then lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

It's a pity. I accidentally got into trouble. What should I do?

I don't know how long I rolled around in bed before I fell asleep. Anyway, it was already ten o'clock in the morning when I woke up the next day.

The first thing he did when he got up was not to brush his teeth and wash his face, but to lean against the bed and take out his mobile phone to browse the news. He didn't think that the other party was just taking photos to record the life of the homeless. Even if that was true, when the other party saw that this homeless man was 90% similar to Luo Ning, CEO of Watchman Pictures, he would be blinded by the benefits and do something undesirable.

After browsing the latest news and finding that there was no news about himself, Luo Ning was relieved.

It seems that the photographer last night had a normal head. If he sold the photos to reporters or websites, he could only make a little money, but if he contacted him, he would make a lot of money.

Luo Ning thought he was easy to talk to. If you give me the photos and don't keep any backups, then I can give you a lot of money, not much, enough for you to eat, drink and have fun for a lifetime.

According to the logical thinking of normal people, the guy would go to the Watchman Building to find him first, and then Lucy would call him.

Just thinking about it, the phone vibrated.

Luo Ning showed a wise smile. Everything was under control. Things that could be solved with money were not a problem.

The caller ID showed that it was Lucy, and she felt more at ease.

"Mr. Luo Ning, is that really you?" Lucy said directly when she saw the call was connected, with a little anxiety in her words.

Luo Ning was a little embarrassed to say it, but it was better to let a few people know about this kind of thing than to let the whole country know, even foreigners who could climb over the wall would know, and then he would really lose face internationally.

"It's a long story, but it's true. How much does the other party want?"

"How much? What are you talking about? If that's really you, then congratulations, sir, you have become famous, but not as the CEO of Watchman Pictures, but as a homeless person."

What's going on?

Luo Ning browsed the news again, and this time he was shocked to find that a news titled "Luo Ning picks up garbage late at night" rushed to the top of the list with an unstoppable momentum.

In other words, the news was just released not long ago, and it quickly topped the hot search list in just a few minutes.

Fake, right?

Click to see, in addition to the text description, there are also several pictures.

Next to the trash can, stood a man covered in dust.

He wore a black and red cap with the brim pulled down low, covering his forehead. The sunglasses had large lenses, covering his eyebrows and eyes. The mask hung on one ear, exposing the lower half of his face.

His straight nose and slightly open small mouth revealed neat teeth, which looked very much like an international celebrity.

But he was doing something that didn't match that celebrity. He stood next to the trash can and looked at the camera with a little doubt. He wore a pair of dirty white cloth gloves and held a bag in his right hand, which contained colorful things.

A few words and a few pictures of homeless people quickly topped the list. Ordinary homeless people naturally had no chance of firing, but this homeless person was 90% similar to Luo Ning.

Luo Ning was about to go crazy with his hand holding the phone trembling slightly. The person taking the photo was a 鸹貔, right?

Then he comforted himself that no one would believe it. How could a big boss do such a thing?

Comments can reflect the attitude of netizens towards this matter.

Clicking on it, Luo Ning realized that he had underestimated this group of stupid netizens.

"Is this Luo Ning's long-lost brother? A heartless guy who earns so much money but doesn't know how to share some with his brother? Look at how pitiful he is... and has to make a living by rummaging through garbage."

"It's confirmed! This guy is definitely Luo Ning himself. Even brothers can't look so alike. There is a very faint mole above the right corner of his lip. You can see it if you look closely. Then compare it with Luo Ning's previous photos of attending events and you will know that this is Luo Ning himself."

"Oh my god! A big boss with hundreds of billions of assets is actually picking up trash. Don't stop me, I want to quit my job and pick up trash!"

What to do?

Luo Ning sat on the bed in a daze, and then the phone rang again. This time it was Tony calling.

"Brother, do you have any unspeakable difficulties? I can help you if you have no money. There is no need to pick up trash. It will ruin your image. What's your card number? I'll give you tens of thousands for you to use first."

"Hey, don't worry! Listen to me first. Things are not what you think. No matter how poor I am, I can't fall to picking up trash. Well... I am experiencing the life of a homeless person. The inspiration given by "Road Bully" is that if the end of the world really comes, I can pick up trash faster than others. And you should change your identity occasionally when you live a life of luxury. Only in this way can you experience a different life, which is colorful, don't you think?"

"Well, it makes sense, but I still like to live a life of luxury." Tony said with a smile, "But you played really hard this time. You even took photos to commemorate it. Did you find someone to repair your phone and leak data?"

"Photography maniac."

Roning expressed his helplessness. Tony was happy when he heard it. "Good luck to you. You have to withstand the pressure from the media in the next few days. Don't think too much."

A new day is also the same bitterness. Roning grinned reluctantly.

After a while, his cell phone seemed to be blowing up. Anyone who knew him called him, so he simply turned off his phone to have some peace and quiet.