nyslfriends Chapter 283 The paparazzi was moved: Brother Zhou, from now on I'll only post your professional
Chapter 283 The paparazzi was moved: Brother Zhou, from now on I'll only post your professional
Sunlight spills onto the shimmering sea, and the Maldivian breeze carries a soothing warmth.
Paparazzi Ah-Qiang stood on the soft white sand, his hands awkwardly gripping the camera strap.
He took a deep breath and gave Lin Zhou a perfect 90-degree bow.
"Brother Zhou, I was really not human before. I was just blinded by greed."
As he spoke, A-Qiang deftly operated the camera's dial, his fingers moving rapidly.
"I deleted all those snippets I took while my sister-in-law was changing clothes, not a single one."
With his decisive confirmation, the precious negatives on the camera screen that could have allowed him to buy a new house vanished completely.
Lin Zhou leaned lazily against the parasol, his eyes half-closed, still holding the coconut he had already half-finished.
Looking at A-Qiang's remorseful expression, a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"Just delete it. I'm not the kind of person who likes to cut off other people's livelihoods."
Lin Zhou's voice was unhurried, yet it possessed a powerful penetrating force capable of suppressing the sound of the waves.
"With your skills, it's a real waste to use them to film this kind of petty theft."
Ah Qiang raised his head, his eyes no longer showing the shrewdness of before, but instead revealing a pure awe.
"Brother Zhou, your lesson today is more useful than any book I've ever read in my life."
"If I, A-Qiang, ever dare to take another picture that disparages you, I'll smash this camera on the spot and swallow it!"
He solemnly patted his chest, as if he were making a vow to some sacred faith.
The paparazzi, who originally came to pry into the privacy of the wealthy, were completely subdued on the spot by Lin Zhou's unrestrained yet warm personality.
He even frantically planned in his mind to create a dedicated thread for Lin Zhou on various photography forums when he got back.
He had already thought of a title: "On the Perfect Bone Structure and Light and Shadow of the Godfather of Beijing".
"Alright, stop professing your loyalty here."
Lin Zhou casually stood up and patted the fine sand off his pants.
Su Qingge was leading Nuonuo back from the shallows, the sunlight casting a soft golden glow on her features.
As Ah Qiang watched Su Qingge approach, he consciously put away his camera, his eyes clear and devoid of any disrespect.
"Young Master Lin, I should get lost too. I won't disturb you and your family of three."
Ah Qiang chuckled and was about to turn around and walk towards the speedboat in the distance.
"etc."
Lin Zhou suddenly spoke, calling out to the somewhat forlorn figure.
He casually pulled a business card from his pocket, flicked it with his finger, and the card drew a straight arc in the air.
Ah Qiang caught it in a panic, looked down, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Those were top-secret business cards from Starry Sky Media; they didn't even have a job title on them, just a gold-embossed seal.
"Starry Sky Media lacks a chief photographer with soul; your composition barely qualifies."
Lin Zhou took Su Qingge's hand and walked towards the villa without looking back.
"If you ever can't make it on the outside world, take this to Sister Hong and tell her that I found a private travel photographer for Nuonuo."
Ah Qiang clutched the heavy business card, frozen in place, his eyes instantly welling up with embarrassing tears.
How could a paparazzo like him, who has always lived in the gutter and been despised by everyone, actually have a day when he gets to be seen by the sun?
He watched Lin Zhou's domineering yet protective back and shouted passionately in his heart.
"Brother Zhou! From now on, I'm your number one 'toxic fan' among the people! Anyone who dares to criticize you, I'll shoot them dead with my camera first!"
When Ah-Qiang got on the speedboat, he lovingly kissed the business card again and again.
This isn't just a business card; it's clearly his passport to starting anew.
The sea breeze howled, and the speedboat left long white waves in its wake.
Meanwhile, on the villa's terrace, Su Qingge playfully pinched Lin Zhou's waist.
"Are you trying to win people over again?"
Su Qingge's tone was soft and gentle, with a hint of post-coital languor.
"This isn't bribery; this is resource recycling."
Lin Zhou laughed heartily and naturally pulled his wife closer to him.
"That kid has a good eye. Those photos he took of you are so good that even I want a raise."
"You still dare to talk back!"
Su Qingge's face turned bright red. Recalling those daring swimsuit photos from earlier, she buried her head in his chest in embarrassment.
"Mom and Dad, are we going to go to the next place to catch a big monster?"
Nuonuo was holding a big watermelon, eating it until her face was covered in red juice, looking adorable.
Lin Zhou gently rubbed his daughter's head, his gaze fixed on the distant, azure sky.
"Yes, let's change things up and look at some pretty clothes."
The brief, tranquil trip to the Maldives came to a perfect end at this moment.
The "original code" within Lin Zhou's body had reached an unprecedented balance under the influence of that potion.
He didn't feel tired from the honeymoon at all; on the contrary, he felt full of violent energy.
This kind of energy needs to be released in a more bustling and visually striking place.
That night, the dark gold private jet took off again.
It cut through the tranquil night of the Indian Ocean, speeding towards the distant European continent.
Inside the cabin, Su Qingge was already fast asleep on the soft leather bed.
Lin Zhou sat by the porthole, swirling a glass of deep red wine in his hand.
He coldly scanned several top-secret text messages from Lao Chen in his mind.
The remnants of the Black Bishop's forces appear to be gathering in the fashion capital of Paris.
interesting.
They probably thought they could find an opportunity to deal with Lin Zhou in that kind of glitz and glamour.
"They really don't learn their lesson."
Lin Zhou snorted coldly, downed his drink in one gulp, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
Since they want to play, he'll give them a grand way to die in the world's most prestigious show.
The ten-hour flight flew by in the comfort of a good night's sleep.
As dawn breaks and the first rays of sunlight fall upon the tip of the Eiffel Tower...
The captain's steady voice echoed in the cabin.
"Master, Madam, we've arrived."
Lin Zhou drew back the curtains.
Below is the bustling city of Paris, known as the "fashion capital".
Countless retro-style buildings with pointed roofs and well-arranged streets appear and disappear in the mist.
This place not only boasts top-tier luxury goods, but also the world's most prestigious entertainment venues.
Lin Zhou was destined to push Su Qingge to another peak at this stop.
Su Qingge woke up at this moment, rubbing her eyes and looking at the completely different scenery outside the window.
"Is this... Paris?"
Lin Zhou turned his head and kissed her forehead domineeringly.
"Yes, the second stop on our honeymoon."
"Let me show you what it truly means to 'unleash your full charisma'."
Su Qingge felt a surge of excitement as she sensed his masculine aura.
She knew that as long as this man was around, even in the most intense battles in a foreign land, all she needed to do was be beautiful.
The plane began to taxi smoothly.
The cabin door slowly opened, and a cool yet fragrant European breeze swept over us.
"Lin Zhou, are we really just here for a vacation?"
Su Qingge stepped off the gangway and looked at the luxury convoy that had been waiting for a long time in the distance, somewhat puzzled.
Lin Zhou raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with amusement.
"Vacation is the main theme, and being proven wrong... is just a sideline."
He stylishly put on his sunglasses.
Our second stop on our honeymoon was the fashion capital.
"Let's go, it's time for our show to begin."