Chapter 20 Warm Fingertips

After Nanjing University's official Weibo account claimed the free-spirited and unconventional Fu Yanle, fans immediately stood up straight and began to settle scores.

Experienced fans know that in this online feud, there are well-trained trolls stirring up trouble and manipulating public opinion.

"Upon investigation, it was found that a large number of these accounts followed Lin Qingtong and consistently displayed a negative attitude towards Young Master Fu." Assistant Xu placed the analysis sheet in front of Yu Jingchen.

Yu Jingchen held his coffee cup, his eyes fixed on his watch.

"Because of the duet dance and the live stream clips, Tang Wanbai, Gu Jiming, Meng Xinqiu, and Fu Shao all gained CP fans, and their die-hard fans and a small number of solo fans also got involved. An Shigou's attitude towards Fu Shao during the live stream led some fans to assume that he didn't like Fu Shao, and he also participated in this. There are also some who Yaoguang judged to be professional haters."

Assistant Xu paused for a moment and said, "According to the investigation, the one who hired this group of professional thugs is the Third Young Master."

"despair."

Yu Jingchen's coffee cup froze on the saucer. "Where's Yu Muchuan?"

Assistant Xu was startled and immediately said, "The Third Young Master was beaten up before and fled to Beicheng. Wang Ruizhe is in charge of Huaying Media in Nandu, but the Wang family's roots are in Beicheng. The Third Young Master and the Eldest Young Master Wang have a good relationship and are living quite comfortably in Beicheng."

Yu Jingchen said, "Take him to Grandpa and write a report on the good deeds he's done recently, and polish it up a bit."

"Understood," Assistant Xu said. "What effect do you want?"

Yu Jingchen looked at Fu Yanle on the screen and said in a cold voice, "He should at least stay in the hospital for half a month. Since the trolls he hired are so eloquent and eloquent, let him copy 'A Pig That Stands Out from the Crowd' a thousand times while he is recovering."

Assistant Xu silently recited "Amitabha," then cautiously inquired, "Is it these words or..."

“The whole text,” Yu Jingchen said. “Have someone watch him write it, make sure the handwriting is neat, and if there’s any dissatisfaction in the writing, tear it up and rewrite it.”

Assistant Xu silently lit a candle for Yu Muchuan in his heart, and sincerely said, "The stick/beating has strengthened the Third Young Master's body, making him as strong as steel! The literature has nurtured the Third Young Master's spirit, allowing him to roam freely in the sea of ​​knowledge! By combining literature and physical exercise, and uniting body and soul, the Third Young Master will surely understand President Yu's good intentions!"

"After copying it, bind it into a book and send it to the Wang family. Have Wang Da sign it." Yu Jingchen looked away from the screen. "If he dares to listen to Yu Muchuan again and let Huaying Media give Lin Qingtong even the slightest benefit, next time we'll make those two good brothers become patients."

"Yes." Assistant Xu devoutly lit three incense sticks for the two foolish brothers far away in Beidu.

Seeing that Yu Jingchen had no further instructions, Assistant Xu quietly left the office, quickly went into the restroom, took out his phone, found a WeChat friend named "Poop-scooping Gloves," and briefly relayed the tragic life that Yu Muchuan was about to experience.

Meanwhile, the butler swiped open WeChat and immediately replied: 【so?】

Find a way to let Young Master Fu know.

The butler types: [Does the master grant permission?]

The spirit of "fighting for one's lover in a fit of rage" is commendable, but the attitude of "doing things anonymously" is destined to lead to losses in love. As President Yu's right-hand man, we must see through his icy exterior to his fiery, volcanic nature and help him achieve his goals as quickly as possible.

The butler agreed, replying: "What if Young Master Fu doesn't care?"

[After observing him, I noticed that Young Master Fu often stares blankly at President Yu, so I've concluded that he's a sucker for President Yu's good looks.]

The housekeeper agreed with this.

[Young Master Fu noticed President Yu's thoughtfulness and attentiveness, and seemed touched. Even if he wasn't romantically attracted, his impression of President Yu was definitely positive. Telling him wouldn't hurt.]

The housekeeper replied: 【Young Master Fu is recording a program. I'll talk to him when he comes out.】

[To avoid your acting and lines not being pure and moving enough, I'll just take a screenshot and let Young Master Fu have endless fantasies.]

"Heh." The butler sneered, then took a screenshot, edited it, and sent it, successfully completing the task.

After a series of actions, the butler carefully added a crucial remark: "[In all these years, this is the first time I've seen the master care about someone so much. (wiping away tears.jpg)]"

*

The first episode's individual interviews, plus this episode's "My Favorite Star Guest" voting, took about an hour in total.

When Fu Yanle came out, it was almost 1 p.m. The production team did not provide meals. After saying goodbye to the director and staff, he quickly rushed out of the small building and headed straight for the charity car.

Sure enough, food had already been laid out in the back seat.

The housekeeper glanced furtively at Fu Yanle, who was focused on unpacking rice balls, and said in a pure and touching voice, "The account that said it would livestream eating shit is still pretending to be dead. Some fans called for us to ignore him and just assume he has entered reincarnation. Gradually, not many fans mentioned him anymore."

"Hmm!" Fu Yanle took out his phone, opened Weibo and glanced at it, and found that he had recently gained about two million followers.

The popularity of Star Journey is indeed not to be underestimated, and the negative support from haters is just icing on the cake.

Fu Yanle exited Weibo, swiped his phone screen, and saw the housekeeper's WeChat message.

finally!

The butler withdrew his gaze and silently exhaled. Half a minute later, he heard a simple "Goose" come from the back seat.

"This friend of mine, 'Scattered Glasses,'" Fu Yanle said with mixed feelings, "is he Assistant Xu?"

The butler's hands were steady on the steering wheel, and his tone was calm and even. "Yes, that's what I call him."

"What a sweet nickname." Fu Yanle immediately stuffed the rice ball back into the packaging bag and took out a cup of hot milk, then gulped down half a cup.

The butler glanced back discreetly, trying to analyze the fan-shaped pattern on Fu Yanle's face.

Fu Yanle was unaware of the butler's subtle glances; amidst the slightly sweet milky aroma, he thought of Yu Jingchen.

Unlike the Fu family, the Yu family is deeply entrenched and firmly established in Nandu.

Since ancient times, places with many people have been places with many schemes and much fighting.

Yu Jingchen was the most favored grandson of Old Master Yu, and like President Yu, he was the most outstanding among his generation. However, when Yu Jingchen took office, things were not all peaceful.

Secrets are kept well-kept, but rumors can always slip through the cracks. Fu Yanle knew that Yu Jingchen had shown no mercy to his eldest uncle and fourth uncle's families back then; they hadn't even been able to stay in Nandu.

Even the normally audacious young master had to speak in a whisper when talking about these things, and he would look around from time to time, for fear that there might be someone hiding behind the wall.

Perhaps because he had seen this kind of attitude too many times, Fu Yanle in his previous life also had a rather impolite stereotype of Yu Jingchen. Later, he was deceived by Su Fengyao's few words, which were imbued with the protagonist's halo, and developed a blind misunderstanding of Yu Jingchen and an attitude of not wanting to have too much contact with him.

But now, he thinks Yu Jingchen is an elegant, refined, and meticulous person.

Yu Jingchen's third uncle stood by President Yu's side back then, and later stood by Yu Jingchen's side as well. So over the years, Yu Jingchen has treated their family very well and has cleaned up Yu Muchuan's messes many times.

Therefore, Fu Yanle did not expect that Yu Jingchen would warn Yu Muchuan on his behalf, and even the Wang family of Beicheng, especially at a time when they were cooperating with Huaying Media.

They were clearly only in a marriage of convenience.

The butler stopped the car at the traffic light and glanced at Fu Yanle in the back seat. Fu Yanle was still biting on the straw, and the milk cup in his hand had already tipped over.

Fu Yanle unconsciously stroked the cup, and through the timid sound, he remembered that Yu Jingchen had also gently stroked his hand when he put the ring on his finger.

At the time, he thought Yu Jingchen's hands were very beautiful. He had known before that those hands were manipulative and ruthless. Later, he also saw a piano in Yu Jingchen's bedroom. Its fingertips had even touched his teeth.

It was hot, at least when you touched it.

Fu Yanle took a big gulp of milk, only to find the cup was empty. He opened his mouth and released the straw, which had been chewed up badly, a sense of unspoken joy welling up inside him.

He said, "I'm not going back to the Yu family, I'm going to the Lu family."

*

Lin Qingtong looked at the hashtag #NanjingUniversityAdoptsUnrulyStudentFuYanle#, which was still trending on social media, and her fingertips made a dull, pale sound as she suppressed her emotions.

"If we can't get this trending topic down, any more money we spend will be a huge loss." Agent Han Dongling frowned. "Shouldn't you ask Young Master Yu?"

"He hasn't replied to WeChat yet." Lin Qingtong sighed, found Yu Muchuan's number in her contacts, and dialed it three times, but Yu Muchuan did not answer.

Han Dongling rubbed the back of his hand. "It's dinner time now, they might be out having fun." Although this was very likely, he still felt uneasy.

Lin Qingtong irritably wiped her face, then thought for a moment before asking, "Has Huaying Media replied yet?"

"Not yet." Han Dongling shook his head. "Huaying Media has excellent film resources, but you've only done TV dramas before, so suddenly switching to the big screen might not be successful. Heyi Media is more suitable for you, and besides, you're the company's most valued person right now, except for Meng Xinqiu."

"The company values ​​me because I create value for it, and also because of Meng Xinqiu, but Heyi doesn't actually belong to the Meng family." Lin Qingtong put down her phone, not wanting to see any more good news about Fu Yanle.

"Huaying Media is a business owned by the Wang family. Young Master Wang and Yu Muchuan are good brothers. If I can go to Huaying Media, I can rely on Yu Muchuan to gain more benefits."

More importantly... Lin Qingtong lowered her eyes; Yu Muchuan was Yu Jingchen's younger brother.

When Lin Qingtong first tried to get close to Yu Muchuan, Han Dongling felt it was a risky move. Now, hearing Lin Qingtong's increasingly certain tone, he couldn't help but say, "Although the third young master of the Yu family is easy to fool, don't forget who his brother is. Yu Jingchen is a chosen one, a powerful figure, and someone in a high position. Such a person cannot tolerate being used."

Lin Qingtong slammed her hand on the table, "Fortune favors the bold!"

"Others seek wealth and status, while you seek reincarnation!" Han Dongling's pent-up anger finally flared up. "If you really anger Yu Jingchen, do you think he'll let you off the hook? He's ruthless even to his own family, would he be lenient towards you? Or do you think he'd like your pitiful, tearful look? Years ago, countless men and women tried to seduce him, all sorts of levels, but did you see any of them succeed?"

Lin Qingtong felt his face burning with embarrassment. He recalled the two glances Yu Jingchen had given him, just a casual look, no different from looking at a stray cat or dog on the street.

“You’re my agent,” he gritted his teeth. “You have no right to question me.”

“But I have the right to question myself.” Han Dongling said in a calm tone, “I’ve been the one who mentored you since your debut. I’ve done my best to select the most suitable resources for you and to do public relations and marketing for you. That’s my job. I wrote every character biography of yours, and I did the preparation and review for every drama. In other words, I created the most appealing persona for you. That’s what I did for you outside of my job duties. I’ve never let you down.”

Lin Qingtong said impatiently, "Now is not the time to talk nonsense."

“You have a very appealing appearance and your acting skills are also quite good. I once had high hopes for you, but Qing Tong, you should understand that most of the praise you receive from the outside world is not something you deserve.” Han Dongling wearily rubbed his forehead. “Being ambitious or greedy is not wrong, but everything should have its limits. Qing Tong, I don’t want to take you under my wing anymore.”

"What?" Lin Qingtong's tone rose in disbelief. "You're the agent the company assigned to me!"

“I’ve been doing this for so many years, I can afford the penalty for breach of contract,” Han Dongling said. “I’d rather not pay that money than take responsibility for your stupidity, arrogance, and lack of discretion.”

Lin Qingtong clenched her fist. "But I guarantee that if you become such a troublemaker, companies smaller than Heyi can't afford you, and companies larger than Heyi are even less willing to hire you. I am your best choice!"

"I worked part-time at a screen protector shop for a year when I was in college. It's a pretty good skill." Han Dongling waved his phone and turned to leave.

"..."

Lin Qingtong suddenly overturned the small table in front of her, yelling, "Damn it!"

Author's Note:

No update tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow, my darlings.