This Bad Luck is Awesome!

The drunk driving was an easy problem to solve. As long as he wasn’t caught in the act today, the evidence would be gone once the alcohol metabolized.

But soliciting a prostitute was another matter entirely.

If Chen Mo reported it and the police were willing to investigate, they could definitely find out.

And that chick in his passenger seat had no spine; she’d probably spill everything before the cops even asked a question.

At that point, he’d be finished all the same.

Therefore, he had to handle Chen Mo.

Otherwise, this whole incident wouldn’t blow over!

"Let’s stop beating around the bush. How about this? I’ll offer you another compensation plan. See what you think."

"It’s definitely my fault that I hit your new car. I’ll compensate you one million for repairs and another 500,000 for depreciation."

"Because I accidentally hit your car, it posed a significant risk to your personal safety and must have been quite a psychological shock."

"I have something urgent and can’t get away, so I can’t accompany you to the hospital for a check-up. Therefore, I’d like to compensate you with five million for medical expenses and pain and suffering, in hopes of putting this matter to rest."

Ai Yikun stopped playing his little games. He showed some genuine sincerity and offered Chen Mo a compensation package that he considered astronomical.

One million for repairs plus 500,000 for vehicle depreciation.

And five million in hush money.

A total of 6.5 million.

6.5 million in cash. For him to be able to come up with that much money, it was like cutting off a piece of his own flesh.

He’d only gotten popular in the last year, and with his slave contract, coming up with such a large sum was genuinely difficult.

The rest of his money had gone into buying a house and cars, not to mention the hefty expenses for plastic surgery, skincare, clothes, and so on.

Sometimes, he’d see his die-hard fans online boasting that he had long achieved financial freedom, claiming he came from some ultra-rich family and was only in the entertainment industry as a hobby.

Reading those comments made him cringe so hard his toes would curl.

’Do they really think I’m Yao Anna or something?’

’If that were true, why would I sign a slave contract and work myself to death just to make money for the company?’

That was one thing, but now this had happened.

He could accept the company taking the lion’s share of the money he’d worked himself to the bone for.

But now, he had to personally hand over the small portion he had left to Chen Mo.

And the worst part was, he had no choice. If he refused and Chen Mo decided to call the police...

...not only would his career be completely destroyed, but he’d also be sued by all his endorsement sponsors.

He couldn’t even afford to pay the breach-of-contract penalties alone.

"This is the absolute most I can come up with. What do you think?"

Ai Yikun took a deep breath, his expression grave as he looked at Chen Mo.

He wasn’t confident at all.

If Chen Mo still didn’t agree, he didn’t know what he would do.

’Maybe I’ll really have to call the company?’

Chen Mo carefully observed Ai Yikun’s eyes and expression.

Given the man’s shit-tier acting skills, Chen Mo could easily tell that he probably wasn’t lying.

This sum of money was probably a serious stretch for him.

That being the case, Chen Mo felt this was good enough.

After all, quite a few cars and people passed through the hotel’s underground garage.

Plus, a collision between two supercars was bound to attract a lot of attention.

It wouldn’t be good if too many people found out about this.

"Seeing as you were only driving in the underground garage and didn’t get out on the main roads to endanger anyone else, I’ll refrain from bothering the traffic police and insurance company for now."

Chen Mo first put on a thoughtful expression, then feigned a magnanimous air as he spoke to Ai Yikun.

He was accepting Ai Yikun’s compensation offer.

6.5 million was no small sum.

It was almost as much as the brand had compensated him when he first bought the car.

"Thank you for your generosity. I know I was wrong. I’ll never make this mistake again."

Seeing that Chen Mo had agreed to the compensation plan, Ai Yikun immediately gave him a slight bow of thanks.

The tension left his body as he let out a long, deep sigh of relief.

As long as this matter was resolved, the painful sacrifice was worth it.

"Should we record a video? Of you promising not to tell anyone about this?"

Ai Yikun looked at Chen Mo, still uneasy, and asked tentatively.

He’d seen his company handle dirt on other scandal-plagued celebrities before; they always made the informant sign a non-disclosure agreement.

It was the only way to guarantee the dirt wouldn’t be leaked.

He actually wanted to sign an NDA with Chen Mo too, but their current location wasn’t exactly convenient.

"It’s fine. I brought a pen and paper. We can just write up an agreement."

Chen Mo smiled, went back to his car, and took a notebook and a pen from the glove compartment.

He even had a red ink pad for fingerprints.

He had specifically put them in his car beforehand, knowing that his unique "constitution" could get him into situations like this at any moment. He liked to be prepared for any eventuality.

’I can’t believe I actually have a use for it.’

When Ai Yikun saw Chen Mo pull out a pen and paper from his car, he couldn’t help but marvel.

’So professional!’

Then, Ai Yikun placed the notebook on the hood of the supercar and began writing quickly.

He wrote out two copies of a non-disclosure agreement and handed them to Chen Mo to review.

’What is this chicken scratch...’

Chen Mo couldn’t help but frown the moment he glanced at it.

’His acting and singing are garbage, and it turns out his handwriting is a pile of crap, too.’

Fortunately, he could just barely make out the words.

He quickly scanned it and found no major issues.

Due to distracted driving, Ai Yikun had accidentally hit his car.

Ai Yikun would voluntarily compensate Chen Mo one million for repairs and 500,000 for vehicle depreciation.

Furthermore, considering the physical and mental impact of the collision on Chen Mo.

Ai Yikun would voluntarily compensate Chen Mo five million for medical expenses and pain and suffering.

After receiving the compensation, Chen Mo must not disclose the events of today to any third party.

If it were discovered that Chen Mo had leaked the details of today’s incident to anyone, Chen Mo would have to compensate Ai Yikun ten million.