Someone told us our whereabouts; we're just trying to make a living and get some news.
Fu Xiuchen didn't want to hear any more explanations from them: "Hand over the negatives. No more sensationalism. If I see any newspaper writing any negative news about Tang Yaoyao, they're going against the Fu family!"
"You just wait to close down."
Immediately, they became incredibly cowardly.
They didn't dare utter a single word.
Fu Xiuchen looked at Tang Yaoyao inside, who was wearing sunglasses and a mask tightly, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Entering the entertainment industry was like wading into muddy waters for her.
This puts her in a vulnerable position, attacking from both sides.
They live in an environment where they have no freedom.
Both the good and the bad sides will inevitably be publicly judged.
He would rather Tang Yaoyao not be a celebrity than be followed like this.
"Yao'er, come here," Fu Xiuchen called out.
Tang Yaoyao then walked over.
She told reporters that she was very sensitive to flashing lights, and as a public figure, she naturally had a resistance to these things.
She, Tang Yaoyao, was the same.
Sometimes she just has to go out in style and let everyone see her most beautiful side.
That's a kind of self-confidence.
"elder brother."
Fu Xiuchen reached out and took her hand, standing upright in front of the reporters.
"Since you've come all this way, let's do a quick interview."
Fu Xiuchen said coldly, "You guys like writing, right? Then write! Positive news, positive energy! Use your imagination and write people in a positive light. If anyone can't write something, neither will the moon tonight!"
After Fu Xiuchen spoke, no one dared to disrespect Tang Yaoyao.
But if we were to portray Tang Yaoyao in a positive light at this critical juncture, wouldn't that be making enemies of netizens all over the world?
This leaves them at a loss.
Almost everyone is digging up dirt on Tang Yaoyao and her whereabouts.
Write reports about what netizens most want to know.
So, is this a pretext to clear one's name?
How is that possible?
No one could do that.
But that's exactly what Fu Xiuchen made them do.
No matter what method you use, portray Tang Yaoyao as utterly upright.
The reporters were on the verge of tears: "Mr. Fu, aren't you making things difficult for us?"
"Hmm, in a difficult position?" Fu Xiuchen said, "It seems you're even less willing to keep your jobs."
"I want my job."
"We can't lose both the news and our jobs."
Faced with evil forces, they have no choice but to compromise.
Tang Yaoyao walked right past them openly and honestly.
With Fu Xiuchen protecting him from behind.
No one dared to take another picture.
At this moment, Tang Yaoyao was very sensitive; she could feel the cameraman behind her, ready to pounce, as she walked past.
But no one is willing to pay such a high price.
When Fu Xiuchen left the restaurant, he was still trying to figure out who had exposed their whereabouts.
Call them all over for questioning.
The person in charge ran out, and Fu Xiuchen said, "Did you leak Yao'er's whereabouts?"
The person in charge trembled and said, "No, how could I dare?"
"How the hell would have known we were here?"
Fu Xiuchen raised his voice, his tone filled with authority.
"Mr. Fu, I really didn't know. If it were me, I would be struck by lightning. Besides, Miss Tang covered herself up so well that no one would know it was her."
"Your waiters?" Fu Xiuchen looked at the rows of people standing straight.
"We don't, we dare not."
The timid one lowered their head.
I wouldn't dare expose my privacy even if I had a hundred lives.
Judging from their timid and hesitant demeanor, they don't seem like such immoral people.
Fu Xiuchen decided to trust them for the time being.
There wasn't much loss.
"Yao'er, let's go."
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