Fu Sang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window making a phone call, his gaze gazing serenely at the sky.
"Has the video been retrieved?"
"It's already edited, Mr. President. Shall we release it now?"
Fu Sang smiled and said, "Let's wait a little longer."
Since that person wants things to escalate, let the situation exceed her expectations and reach a point of no return.
The more triumphant you are, the harder you'll fall.
Hua Ci needs to stay on set for a week to complete the filming of the TV series.
He didn't have any scenes to film the next day, and when he got his phone to make a call, he saw the news.
Hua Ci's first thought upon seeing the news was to call her immediately.
As a public figure, one may be exposed to the public eye and condemned by others at any time because of a small matter.
Words are the most hurtful weapon in the world.
He didn't want her to get hurt in the slightest. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't go out during filming, he would have almost dropped everything and rushed to her side to hug her.
The call couldn't get through; no matter how many times I tried, the line was always busy.
Hua Ci then called using another phone number.
Fu Sang was leisurely drinking tea in his office, occasionally observing how things were developing, when he was somewhat surprised to receive the phone call.
Why did you call me?
"Are you alright?" Hua Ci asked in a low voice.
Fu Sang exclaimed, feigning grievance, "Hua Ci, you know? I didn't mean to hit him, and I'm not the kind of person who likes to fight."
Hearing her tone, Hua Ci felt a sense of relief.
"Mm." His slightly magnetic voice chuckled as he said, "I believe you. I'll be done filming in a few days, and I'll make you dessert when I get home."
Fu Sang's eyes flickered slightly, he licked his lips and said, "Hurry up and finish filming, I'll wait for you to come back."
Hua Ci could almost picture the girl on the other end of the phone, looking like a greedy little kitten.
YC Group has weathered countless storms; this small matter should be resolved quickly.
However, he still needed to comfort his girl.
"Try not to read those comments online, and if you do see them, don't pay attention to them. If you care too much about what others think, you'll live a very tiring life."
“You and they are not from the same world, so you don’t need to pay any attention to what they say.”
Hearing what he said, Fu Sang felt a warmth in his heart and said gently, "Okay, don't worry, things will be taken care of soon."
The two chatted for a few minutes before hanging up.
Ning Sirou walked into the office with the documents in her hand and saw her own CEO, who was holding his phone and smiling like a silly little girl.
"cough……!"
Fu Sang snapped out of his daze, immediately suppressed his smile, and sat up straight.
"Mr. Yan, the public relations department has sent word that Qu Jiacheng has issued a statement saying that it was just a misunderstanding."
Fu Sangming narrowed his bright eyes slightly and said, "Is that so?"
Ning Sirou adjusted her glasses and then reported, "Qu Jiacheng's fans haven't quieted down yet; they're still demanding that you apologize."
Fu Sang chuckled, his rosy lips curving slightly, revealing an expression of utter surprise.
"It seems they haven't reached an agreement."
"them?"
Fu Sang's slender, fair fingers twirled the black pen as she said, "He Sitong and Qu Jiacheng."
“He Sitong is the president of the fan club. It was her idea to incite the fans to cause trouble. Qu Jiacheng didn’t want to offend me, so he released an announcement, but unfortunately the fans didn’t buy it.”
"Then this matter..."
Fu Sang put down his pen and gave a faint smile.
"It's our turn to fight back."
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