Chapter 229: Stalker Fans

Chapter 229: Stalker Fans

Fu Yanjing takes very good care of the cats and dogs.

Seeing Wen Jin return, Qiuqiu excitedly wagged its tail like a propeller.

She jumped off the sofa, ran to the door, then kicked her legs and ran back to the sofa.

It expresses its longing through several intense back-and-forth movements and soft whimpering.

The kitten also came over and rubbed against Wen Jinye's leg.

It's currently in the stage of growing.

I used to see the kitten every day and didn't notice any changes.

Now, at first glance, it's clear that the kitten has grown quite a bit in just a few days.

The next day, Wen Jin went to work as usual.

The social news department first held a meeting to review recent reports and allocate key tasks for the coming period.

Wen Jin has just finished a valuable interview and was left alone.

The video footage had already been uploaded to the cloud by the photographer last night, and she assumed that the director was offering some constructive suggestions based on the existing footage.

To her surprise, the other party handed her an invitation.

The 23rd Jiangbei City Journalists Ceremony.

This event is held every two years.

Journalists are invited to participate.

However, these are mostly electronic invitations.

The fact that it was a paper invitation meant that Wen Jin was also invited by special permission.

Having a work shortlisted greatly increases the chances of winning.

Wen Jin was also somewhat surprised, "Are you sure it's for me?"

After all, she had only recently transferred to the social news department, and in terms of achievements, she was certainly not as good as the senior members of the department.

"You and Kong Shenlin played a crucial role in the previous report about Liuyuwan, and he also received such an invitation. In addition, your online popularity boosted the overall data of the TV station."

"Moreover, the Journalists' Ceremony is open to all journalists. Putting aside social news, just considering your achievements in the financial field, you have a good chance of winning an award, let alone being shortlisted. Your work ability is evident to all."

The director looked at Wen Jinye with approval in his eyes.

"To be honest, when you first switched from Mingjing, I thought you were crazy. No matter how good financial news is, it's still glamorous. You're just giving up the audience you've been targeting, the achievements and status you've gained."

"But in fact, excellent people are excellent everywhere, and your talent is not limited to one field. If this content about Suicheng is edited out, it may help you take another step forward in social news."

"You flatter me."

Director: "But I'm still curious, what made you decide to leave financial news and switch to social news?"

Wen Jin also thought about it.

It seems that her initial focus and pursuit was social news.

My involvement in financial news was purely accidental.

I never imagined I'd be doing this for so many years.

But at this point, talking about ideals, aspirations, and people's livelihoods sounds somewhat pretentious and empty.

Ultimately, it's nothing more than:

"Those at the top always try to silence the media, while those at the bottom have no hope of speaking out. Too many financial interviews are just for packaging a product, a company, or a persona. I probably don't want to be a packager."

What she wants to do is to act as a medium for disseminating the voices of ordinary people.

This job is great.

She is very happy now.

I also understand more clearly the power of media professionals.

*

An Yu's first phase of travel photography has ended.

I had originally planned a hot pot dinner with Wen Jin at home, but on the way back, my luggage was stolen by a sasaeng fan.

So the journey home took an unexpected turn, and I ended up stopping at the police station first.

At that time, the sasaeng fans were detained by the police, waiting for their families to come and handle the matter.

An Yu, clutching her stolen small bag of luggage, sent a message to Wen Jin to explain the situation.

Seeing the prepared hot pot ingredients, Wen Jin immediately decided to come and pick up An Yu.

An Yu sat on the cold bench and told her that she would wait for her obediently.

Accompanied by cute emojis.

He showed no trace of the arrogant demeanor he had displayed just moments before, when he was ready to fight sasaeng fans to the death.

The agent was stroking An Yu's hair.

After all, that small bag of luggage contained some personal clothing.

The fact that a sasaeng fan could steal so precisely shows that they're definitely acting like a pervert.

It's still unknown how long they've been following An Yu.

The messenger inquired and found out that he seemed to be a middle-class boy.

Twenty-one years old.

They went astray at such a young age.

But they don't even realize it's wrong.

Wearing a silver bracelet, she still stubbornly argued, "I just like you so much. You keep saying that your fans are your strength, and I took you to heart, but you sent me to the police station."

An Yu, whose hair had just been smoothed out by her manager, immediately exploded, "I'm lucky I didn't send you to hell. You perverted freak, you won't live past tomorrow."

She always has a sharp tongue.

The agent was so frightened that she quickly covered An Yu's mouth.

"My ancestor, say less, or your image will crumble. What happened to the gentle, innocent girl you were promised?"

An Yu: "He's turned evil."

According to An Yu, she has absolutely no intention of forgiving him.

But Uncle Hat must have received a call from the other party's parents, who promised some benefits, even though it was clearly a theft offense that could lead to his detention.

Uncle Hat is dragging his feet on closing the case.

We must wait for the other party's family to come and negotiate.

The agent contacted the company.

However, the company's opinion was that it was better to avoid trouble and resolve the issue as soon as possible.

But calming things down too soon isn't An Yu's style.

Her family was already worried that she wouldn't be able to make it in the entertainment industry, a place full of all sorts of people. If they find out about this, they'll probably be even more anxious.

But what if the other party's family members cause trouble?

An Yu brainstormed, and Wen Jin was at most a civil official. He was fine with verbal attacks and written criticism, but when it came to insulting their ancestors, he still suffered from being cultured and well-mannered.

She hesitated whether to call her fourth brother, who was all brawn and no brains.

Unexpectedly, her WeChat call rang first.

She slapped her forehead in frustration.

I was furious with the sasaeng fans.

Suddenly I remembered that a friend in my circle has a sister who has cancer and is seeking medical treatment everywhere.

I asked her about Zhou Jichen.

Feeling compelled not to stand by and watch someone die, An Yu contacted Zhou Jichen.

But she was in a hurry to board the plane and didn't have time to explain the situation to Zhou Jichen in detail, so she hurriedly left a message saying that she would call him after getting off the plane and talk to him further.

But I never expected to encounter something like this.

An Yu felt unusually guilty and disgusted with her own stupidity.

After answering, the apology was unusually sincere, "I'm sorry, Dr. Zhou... I suddenly encountered some issues, so I didn't have time to call. I need your help, so I should have been more proactive."

"It's alright." His voice was deep and steady, tinged with polite concern, even through the faint crackling electricity. "Have you dealt with the situation on your end?"

An Yu was about to say that she had handled it well, using minimal effort to achieve maximum effect.

At this moment, the family members of the obsessive fan arrived.

The couple were dressed like nouveau riche, adorned with jewels; the man had a fleshy face, while the woman came in with an even more aggressive air.

His face was covered in four big words:

"He's not someone to be trifled with."

Sure enough, the moment the two stepped inside, the woman said in a shrill voice, "Where's my son? Release him right now! Who gave you permission to arrest someone without even asking what happened?"

The sound was loud and clear.

An electric current was also transmitted.

He keenly picked up on the surrounding information around An Yu, "Are you at the police station?"