Chapter 503 The stinky beggar that everyone hates

"No more talking, I'm getting off the bus."

Han Xi smiled at the camera, his eyes filled with a thousand words, but in the end, they only said one sentence: "Take care of yourself."

The video was disconnected, the screen went dark, and Fang Li's dazed face was reflected.

She looked down at the checklist in her hand, and remembered the "good news" Han Xi said, and the corners of her mouth slowly rose into a faint arc.

She thought.

When he comes back, she also has good news to tell him.

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Haicheng Police Station.

A dim light shone through the iron bars of the detention center. Song Yuchen huddled on the cold bench, not sleeping a wink all night.

The smell of mildew and disinfectant stung his nose, but what kept turning over in his mind was not regret, but resentment!

Why?

Why can Xu Fangli just let go like that!

She loved him so much, she originally belonged to him, how could she fall into the hands of someone else? !

Song Yuchen's mind was in a mess.

It's like a tangled mess, or like there's a wild beast running around.

At this moment, he couldn't even remember how he impulsively pushed the media that surrounded him. He only remembered that when the flash exploded, he was like a trapped beast that was forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to roar.

"Song Yuchen, come out."

The iron door lock clicked. Song Yuchen looked up and stood up slowly.

His clothes were wrinkled and covered in dust, and his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead.

The police took him to sign and go through the formalities, and gave him many warnings and educational words before uncuffing him and escorting him out of the police station.

The sunlight outside the police station was a bit dazzling. Song Yuchen subconsciously squinted his eyes the moment he came out. After adjusting to the light outside, he saw Qu Fan and Sheng Qianrui standing not far away.

Qu Fan was wearing a well-ironed suit, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and holding a paper bag in his hand.

Seeing him come out, he immediately came forward and said, "Yuchen, how are you? Are you okay?"

Seeing him remain silent, Qu Fan sighed and said, "Boss Sheng and I took the earliest flight to get you released on bail. As for the rest... let's go back first."

Sheng Qianrui stood a few steps away, wearing a neatly tailored black suit, with no expression on her face. When her eyes swept over Song Yuchen's embarrassed appearance, her brows frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Are all the formalities completed?"

Her tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard. "Qu Fan has already taken care of the compensation for the media and the injured fans, but the online incidents can't be suppressed. You know your current situation."

Song Yuchen pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile, his voice hoarse as sandpaper: "If you can't suppress it, then don't suppress it. Anyway, the way I am now, doesn't it just suit some people's wishes?"

"Yuchen, don't do this!"

Song Yuchen suddenly shook off Qu Fan's hand, threw the paper bag he handed to him to the ground, and sneered: "What do you mean by 'don't be like this'? Tell me what I should look like now?!"

Qu Fan opened his mouth but said nothing.

Song Yuchen sneered dejectedly, "What else can I do now? Who are you showing off these things to? Do you really think I, Song Yuchen, have become a stinking beggar that everyone wants to beat up? I'm telling you! I, Song Yuchen, am not so destitute that I have to rely on others for charity!"

Qu Fan picked up the paper bag, which contained clean clothes and a bottle of warm water.

He sighed, his tone filled with helplessness: "Things will always turn around. What's the point of taking your anger out on me and Mr. Sheng?"

Before Song Yuchen could say anything, Sheng Qianrui suddenly spoke up: "Qu Fan, go drive the car. I'll talk to him."

Qu Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Sheng Qianrui, then looked at Song Yuchen, and finally nodded and walked towards the parking lot.

Sheng Qianrui immediately took a step closer, her voice lowered to a very low level, her eyes as cold as ice: "Song Yuchen, you can act like a spoiled child, but I don't have that much time to waste with you."

Her nails were almost digging into his chest. "Xu Fangli and Han Xi, if you don't make any moves, I will completely remove your names from next week's resource exchange meeting. By then, do you think Qu Fan will still be able to protect you?"

Song Yuchen raised his head suddenly, his eyes bloodshot: "Why are you rushing me? How can I do anything in my current state?"

"That's your business."

Sheng Qianrui withdrew her hand, adjusted her cuffs, and returned to her previous indifferent tone. "I just want the result. Don't forget that it was you who took the initiative to ask me for help. The reason I saved you this time was to give you a chance. If you can't do something that satisfies me, believe it or not, I can let you go back to that place at any time."

"..." Song Yuchen's fists hanging at his side were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.

When Qu Fan drove the car over, he happened to see Sheng Qianrui turning around. Without thinking much, he pulled Song Yuchen into the back seat of the car.

An awkward silence filled the car. Qu Fan glanced at Song Yuchen several times in the rearview mirror, but he couldn't help but speak.

"Yuchen, I know you're feeling bad, but you can't just give up like this. When you first debuted, you worked so hard, practicing moves in the dance studio at three in the morning. We can definitely get through this little hurdle now."

Song Yuchen leaned against the car window, his face hard and cold, a nonchalant smile on his lips: "Go to the past? How can I go to the past? Now everyone on the internet is calling me a mad dog, who would dare to hire me?"

He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, "Don't bother worrying about it, Brother Fan, I'm just like this."

Qu Fan felt sorry for him when he saw his desperate look.

Among so many newcomers in the company at that time, he was impressed by Song Yuchen's talent at first sight and trained him for three years. He watched him grow from a newcomer to a top star and saw his career reaching new heights. However, he did not expect that he would fall so hard now.

He said nothing more, silently turned the steering wheel and drove towards the booked hotel.

Sheng Qianrui got off the car and left halfway, and no one knew where she went. Qu Fan sent Song Yuchen to Neptune International, booked a room for him, and sent him back to the room. After saying a few words to him, he hurried away.

He should be trying to find a way to deal with the online public opinion about Song Yuchen.

And the capital city at that time.

Looking at the stocks that had been declining for several days in a row, Yu Minghai's face became gloomy and he no longer even pretended.

The shareholders in the office looked at each other in silence.

Finally, it was Yu Minghai, the chief seat, who spoke first. He waved to the secretary standing beside him and said, "Send out the prepared statement, and send out the lawyer's letter as well."

"yes."

While the entire Internet was discussing and condemning Song Yuchen, the official account of Yu's Jewelry released two messages in a row, which completely pushed the Song Yuchen incident to a certain point.

#Statement on the termination of the lifetime endorsement cooperation with Mr. Song Yuchen as Yu’s Jewelry#

#Lawyer's Letter#

Yu's Jewelry actually sued Song Yuchen and Yaoxing Media directly in its official name. The reason was that Song Yuchen was an artist with a bad record, and Yaoxing Media concealed his risks, causing brand impact and value loss to Yu's Jewelry.

When Yu Wei learned about these two pieces of news, the popularity of the news had already exceeded 500,000.

She wanted to go find Yu Minghai, but was stopped by her mother when she left the house.