Chapter 318 We Really Have to Move
Were these reporters who were blocking the apartment building called by Do Hwan?

After Che Chunhao stood there in a daze for a few seconds, his voice became much higher:

"Why? If reporters come, they will definitely make a big fuss!"

He had already held a moment of silence for the company's public relations department in advance.

Every artist will come into contact with groups of sasaeng fans, but only one percent of them actually send sasaeng fans to jail.

The idol artists on the peninsula sometimes do have no human rights.

Many people who have been working in the industry for more than ten years are unable to escape the harassment from illegitimate children.

Jiang Zhaohuan shrugged his shoulders and said as if it was a matter of course:
"I contacted the reporter because I wanted to make the incident bigger. Otherwise, how can I make an example of him?"

He has a lot of illegitimate fans, and there are probably forty or fifty of them who call him tirelessly every day.

This is also the reason why Jiang Zhaohuan uses two mobile phones, otherwise he would not dare to turn on either.

When Park Jin-young saw Chun-ho was about to say something, he raised his hand to stop him and said bluntly:
"It is indeed a feasible solution. I will ask the public relations department to prepare it."

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Zhenrong. I'll go check if there's any lost property."

Jiang Zhaohuan has a pretty good memory. If he buys something, he usually remembers it.

After checking in the cloakroom, it was determined that only a watch and a bracelet were missing.

The bracelet was on Li Nami's body, and the watch was probably stolen when someone came to install the bug.

When Jiang Zhaohuan came to the elevator again, he found that Li Nami was no longer crazy and seemed to have faced reality.

The two policemen were not in a hurry to take her away because they wanted to collect evidence at the scene first.

He walked slowly to Li Namei, smiled at the policeman and asked:

"Mr. Policeman, can you tell me how many years of imprisonment you will get for trespassing, bugging, and stealing?"

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry. The illegal surveillance alone will cost him at least ten months in prison. If you combine the multiple crimes, it will be at least five years."

When Li Nami heard that she was going to be sentenced to five years in prison, she couldn't help but tremble.

When Jiang Zhaohuan saw her frightened look, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

He leaned over and patted Li Namei's shoulder gently, and gave her a bright smile for the first time.

"Ms. Li Nami, you can eat for free in prison for five years anyway, so be happy~"

Li Nami stared blankly at Jiang Zhaohuan who was smiling brightly. It was this expression that made her yearn for him.

But after I made a mistake, he never smiled at me again.

She couldn't help but lower her head, her eyes empty.

I regret it now, but there is no way to start over.

Jiang Zhaohuan stood up and watched the police take Li Namei downstairs, and his smile faded.

Che Chunhao watched the elevator door close, sighed helplessly, and said puzzledly:

"Sometimes I can't figure out if I like it too much and make this kind of mistake."

Jiang Zhaohuan had no sympathy for the sasaeng fans. He said indifferently:
“There is only one step between passion and fanaticism. Once you cross that line, there is no going back.”

Being fanatical enough to become a stalker goes against the original love.

People like that are no longer worthy of being called fans.

The actions taken after that will also change from gratitude to disgust.

Artists will only be grateful to fans who know the limits and distance, and will only be disgusted by those who are keen on digging up garbage about their private lives.

Maybe those guys can't even be called garbage.

Jiang Zhaohuan glanced at his door but had no intention of going in.

He looked at the suitcase in his hand and couldn't help but say:

"Brother Chunhao, please find a reliable cleaning company to clean the house."

"I think it's better not to clean it. You should stay in the hotel for the time being."

Jiang Zhaohuan was stunned for a moment and said puzzledly:
"Brother Chunhao, what do you mean?"

"President Nim decided to help you find a new dormitory on the way here. He said that the safety factor of the current apartment is too low and it is not suitable for you."

Jiang Zhaohuan originally wanted to refuse, but he thought about the team of reporters he had hired and had already made the matter a big deal.

If I continue to live here, it’s only a matter of time before I find myself next door to Red Velvet.

He pursed his lips and nodded in agreement:
"Yes, I understand." Jiang Zhaohuan sat on the suitcase and waited patiently for the group of reporters downstairs to disperse.

After making sure that there were no reporters hiding in the dark, he went downstairs, took a nanny car, and rushed to a nearby five-star hotel to check in.

The internet was already abuzz at this point, and illegal intrusions by sasaeng fans were not uncommon.

However, it is rare for an artist to set a trap himself, catch the sasaeng fan, or even call the police to arrest him.

[Do Hwan is really too manly, this is how stalkers should be handled, they are breaking the law! ]

[This is the right approach. I hope other companies and artists can learn from it. Only in this way can we reduce the probability of illegitimate children. ]

[My oppa has also been troubled by a stalker for a long time, and he has also illegally invaded! But until now, that stalker is still around him! I am so angry! ]

[Aaaaaah, I really want to see Do Hwan acting out the scene where he hooks the sasaeng. I wish I were there! ┮﹏┭! ]

[I know this girl, Li Nami, she used to be in our school and she was involved in bullying.]

[Lee Na-mi is not only Kang Do-hwan’s illegitimate child, she also pursued BIGBANG and iKON before! ]

[SM Entertainment, learn a thing or two. Don’t treat your illegitimate children like your treasures. Only by being ruthless can you protect your artists from being harassed! ]

The vast majority of comments are positive, but there are also some people who spread rumors with intention.

But these people didn't know that Old Song, who was far away in Singapore, had already begun arranging the company's legal team to handle the matter.

Bae Joo-hyun, who had just landed in Seoul and returned directly to the company, learned about this incident. She was relieved to see the sasaeng fan being arrested by the police.

She didn't expect the stalker to be so bold that he not only broke into private homes but also installed eavesdropping devices.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and there was no loss. If it hadn’t been discovered... it would have been really unimaginable.

Sun Chengwan stared at the news for a while, and couldn't help but approach Pei Zhuxuan and asked softly:

“Ouni, with things like this, Dohwan will definitely have to move, right?”

Pei Zhuxuan, who was originally only worried, was stunned when she heard this. She had indeed overlooked this point.

Even if the company didn't allow him to move, he would definitely move out.

Publicizing one's residence is a very troublesome thing for artists.

And if Red Velvet is photographed walking out of the same building someday, that annoying manager will come and criticize me again.

Pei Zhuxuan did not feel a sense of crisis. She smiled and said confidently:

"His moving won't affect our relationship."

She trusts Do Hwan and is not worried that they will lose contact in the future if they are no longer neighbors.

Son Seung-wan, the Friday couple's top fan, instantly revealed an ambiguous expression.

She smiled and nudged her own sister with her elbow, and said fearlessly:

"Oh~~ The relationship between you two, huhu!"

"Ah! Sun Seung Wan!"

"Ahh, I was wrong, unnie!"

The action of begging for mercy was very standard, and Sun Chengwan quickly performed a knee strike without any gold.

Pei Zhuxuan sighed helplessly. She glanced at her manager who was playing with his phone in the corner. After making sure that he had no expression, she whispered:
"Stupid, manager oppa is still here."

"Ne~Oppa, he probably didn't hear it."

Feeling the vibration of her phone in her pocket, Bae Joo-hyun took it out, took a look at it, and couldn't help but smile.

[Kang Do Hwan]: I’m dyeing my hair. Guess what color it is?
The message also came with a photo, an ugly photo of him.

Why ugly photos?

Because it was shot from the bottom up.

This guy really hasn't mastered the angle for taking selfies.

If the guy wasn't handsome, how ugly would this photo be?

[Bae Joo-hyun]: If you say so, does it mean purple?

Jiang Zhaohuan, who was in a beauty salon getting his hair dyed, was stunned when he saw the reply.

He looked around, confusion in his eyes.

There are no surveillance cameras installed here?
How did you guess it right at the first try?

(End of this chapter)