Chapter 46 Miss Su, get your household registration book ready.
After explaining the whole story over the phone, Fu Leiting said coldly, "To prevent you from causing any more trouble and alarming the board of directors, I'm suspending all your cards! You'd better stay home and don't go anywhere!"
Fu Hengzhi flew into a rage on the spot: "Zeron, go to hell!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he grabbed a bottle of liquor and smashed it against the KTV's display cabinet!
"Bang—crash—"
The expensive glass wine cabinet shattered with a crash, and various colored wines mixed with glass shards spilled all over the floor.
Fu Hengzhi's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently, like a trapped beast that had been provoked.
It's just reporting someone, right? Anyone can do that.
He grabbed his phone and sent the anonymous whistleblower email to the president's office email address of the Huo Group.
With his keen business acumen and decisive action, he wanted to see how long Zero could continue to lord it over Jiangcheng!
Suddenly, a young man stepped forward tremblingly and said, "Young Master Fu, there was a bottle of 1979 Romani-Conti in the display case you smashed, estimated to be worth over eight million..."
Another red-haired young master chuckled and teased, "What's the panic? This is Young Master Fu, the heir of Jiangcheng! How much money can't we afford to pay for this?"
Fu Hengzhi's body suddenly stiffened as he remembered that his card had been suspended!
He looked again at the familiar wine bottle on the ground, and his pupils contracted.
His jaw tightened, and he turned to the red-haired young master, saying, "You pay my bill today, and I'll pay you back later."
The red-haired man was startled at first, thinking he had misheard. But when his brain processed it, his voice suddenly rose two octaves: "What...what the hell?"
The dignified young master of Jiangcheng actually asked his brother to pay for it!
Feeling utterly humiliated, Fu Hengzhi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Zeron, you just wait!"
...
Huo Zhan was helped back to the apartment by Su Muci and sat on the sofa.
"Mr. Huo, you just took your medicine, so please get some rest."
After Su Muci finished speaking, she was about to turn and leave when he suddenly called out to her, "Miss Su."
She paused, turned her head, and met his burning, deep eyes.
She thought he was going to give her some pointers about the annual competition tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, he simply said, "Someone will pick you up at 7:30 tomorrow morning. Remember to have your household registration book ready."
Su Muci paused for a few seconds.
What kind of household registration certificate is needed to participate in the competition?
Then, he realized what he was talking about: he was saying he wanted to get a marriage certificate with him after the competition!
Su Muchi's throat tightened. "What if I lose tomorrow?"
If she loses, the Zhou family business won't go bankrupt, and she won't have to fulfill her promise to marry him.
A deep, dark light flickered in Huo Zhan's eyes.
"I have faith in Miss Su's abilities."
Each word, though revealing his feigned weakness, was more powerful than any other speech.
Su Muci pursed her lips, recalling what the Zhou family had done to her, and said, "I hope we can both have a satisfactory outcome tomorrow."
After saying that, Su Muci turned around and left the apartment without lingering.
Huo Zhan watched her departing figure, his eyes narrowing slightly.
A phone call came to Cheng Siyu's cell phone.
"Dr. Cheng, there were no issues with the physical contact. Treatment will end tomorrow. Also, any news about that Xiao Qi you asked me to inquire about?"
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Siyu looked at Huo Junjun, who was drunk on the hotel bed. She was still cursing, "You son of a bitch! You rejected me thirteen times! Why are you adding me again now? You're such a bastard!"
"You dare come to Jiangcheng, huh! This is my hometown, I'll see how I make you pay!"
"..."
Cheng Siyu shook his head helplessly and replied into the phone, "President Huo, it'll be ready soon."
"Hurry up, I can't allow any potential problems between me and Cici!"
"clear."
After hanging up the phone, the psychologist couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I'd better hurry up and win over Miss Su, so I don't have to suffer any more."
He sighed, took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and walked over to Huo Junjun on the bed with a hot towel, carefully wiping the wine stains from the corners of her mouth.
...
the next day.
The annual radio host selection competition has sparked a frenzy throughout the radio industry.
Su Muchi was picked up by people from GX Radio early in the morning and taken to the competition exhibition hall in the CBD center.
Inside the car, her assistant told her, "Su Su, you must remember to protect your mask at all times during the competition!"
Su Muci nodded: "I understand."
For radio hosts, an air of mystery is the secret weapon to maintain viewership; showing their face is a major taboo.
After the instructions were given, the bodyguards hired by the radio company stood outside the car as scheduled. As soon as the car door opened, they were immediately snapped away by the blinding flashes of the media.
The media reporters who had been waiting frantically pressed the shutter.
What moved her even more was that the roadside was packed with her fans, holding up support signs and shouting at the top of their lungs:
"SuSu! We will always support you!"
"Go SuSu! You're the best!"
This was the first time Su Muci had ever truly felt the presence of her fans.
Previously, they were just cold numbers and IDs behind a screen.
At this moment, however, they have transformed into the enthusiastic faces and warm words of encouragement before us.
However, this warmth was soon shattered.
A commotion came from behind, and a more luxurious and imposing motorcade slowly approached.
Surrounded by the crowd, Zhou Qinglan, the radio anchor who won the title of "Queen of Radio" for five consecutive years, stepped off the car!
"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way!"
Qinglan's bodyguard team roughly pushed through the crowd and rudely cleared the area.
In the chaos, a female student fan who was holding up a sign for Su Muci was suddenly pushed to the ground, and her knee was instantly bruised.
Su Muci immediately knelt down and carefully examined her injuries.
Are you alright?
"Sister Su Su...I'm fine..."
The female student said she was fine, but her eyes were filled with tears, clearly indicating that she was in great pain.
Su Muci's heart tightened. If it weren't for supporting her, how could this girl have gotten injured?
She helped the fan up, raised her head, and looked sharply at Qinglan's bodyguard, her voice cold and firm: "Please apologize to her!"
"Our bodyguards were just doing their job. Who dares to make him apologize?"
A crisp, clear voice pierced the air, its tone carrying the arrogance and rudeness characteristic of someone who bullies others by relying on their master's power.
Su Muci looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in a gorgeous dress and a magnificent phoenix mask walking forward gracefully, followed by a female agent in a suit and glasses.
As soon as they approached, the crowd erupted in deafening cheers.
"Queen Qinglan! We will always support you!"
"Qinglan, I'm your biggest fan! I've been a fan for eight years!"
Amidst the commotion, Su Muci calmly stepped forward and addressed Queen Qinglan with a tone that was both gentle and firm: "Senior Qinglan, my fan was pushed and injured by your bodyguard. Making your bodyguard apologize is to give you a way out, so as not to let the news get out and affect your reputation."
Qinglan scoffed coldly and made no response.
The manager next to him said in a sarcastic tone, "You call me 'senior' so nicely, but you need to bow and bend over when you talk to your seniors. Didn't anyone at GX Radio teach you that?"
Su Muci paused slightly upon hearing this, then looked at Qinglan, who remained unmoved and watching the show unfold, and her eyes turned cold: "Fine, I understand."
"Heh, it's good that you understand!"
The agent deliberately raised her voice and said to all the fans in the audience, "Our Queen Qinglan is here to test whether Miss Su Su's etiquette training is up to standard. Miss Su Su, you may begin!"
The scene fell silent instantly.
When everyone thought Su Muci would bow to Qinglan, Su Muci simply smiled lightly.
"What I mean is, even being named Radio Queen for five consecutive years is nothing special."
"I take back my previous address, Miss Qinglan, you are not worthy of the title of senior."
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