Chapter 478 Waiting to see the show
Song Yuchen did not call Qu Fan back, but called Xu Fangli instead.
It's already midnight.
Song Yuchen called again and again, but in the end, the prompt tone was undoubtedly the same: the user you dialed has not answered the call yet.
Finally, after hearing the mechanical prompt sound again, Song Yuchen couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the phone in his hand.
With a bang!
The phone hit the opposite wall and broke into several pieces.
Xu Fangli!
Song Yuchen held his head, gritted his teeth dejectedly, his eyes full of bloodshot and hatred!
Because of Song Yuchen's incident, the entire Yaoxing company was called back to work overtime, especially the few people involved, who stayed up all night.
Look at Fang Li again.
She couldn't get through to Song Yuchen on the phone, as she had already fallen asleep by then.
It was not yet ten o'clock when Han Xi returned from the old house. Fang Li was already sleeping soundly in the quilt. She had no idea that the online incident would ferment so quickly.
Han Xi, on the other hand, looked at the negative information with his dark eyes for a long time, then sent a message to Lin Mo, asking him to keep an eye on it, and then he fell asleep holding Fang Li.
The next morning.
The winter sun poured into the restaurant through the half-open gauze curtains. Xu Fangli put the hot shrimp dumplings into Yang Miao's bowl, and picked up her phone to check the trending searches.
Upon seeing this, her beautiful long eyebrows immediately frowned.
The #Song Yuchen Drinking Companion Scandal# that originally dominated the online charts has dropped to seventh place, replaced by #Veteran Actor Zhou Hong Domestic Violence Confirmed# and #Those Years We Misjudged the Moral and Artistic Talents#.
“.....”
Fang Li pursed her lips, her brows furrowed slightly. "Yao Xing reacted quickly enough, actually dragging Zhou Hong along to suppress Song Yuchen's negative information."
Yang Miao, who was sitting across from him, was also browsing Weibo with a cup of soy milk. He looked up when he heard this and said, "Ah, are you saying that Yaoxing deliberately spread this Zhou-something thing?"
Fang Li casually glanced at two things and put down her phone: "Why else, why would a scandal break out when such a good person has retired from the entertainment industry?"
Yang Miao bit his chopsticks and exclaimed, "I was just saying, last night when I went to bed it was almost one o'clock and the internet was full of people cursing Song Yuchen, but when I woke up today everyone was cursing that old man surnamed Zhou. Someone must have deliberately posted this to divert attention!"
Fang Li took a sip of porridge, put down her bowl, and stirred it with a spoon. She said, "It seems Yaoxing prepared these things long ago. Zhou Hong's domestic violence case from twenty years ago has been thoroughly dug up. Even the interview video of the victim is ready. I guess they have been waiting to use it to suppress the scandal of their own company. I just didn't expect it to be used on Song Yuchen."
Yang Miao clicked on the most popular video and then placed his phone on the table. In the video, a middle-aged woman tearfully recounted her experience of being beaten by Zhou Hong to the point of having a miscarriage. The background of the video was obviously a professional studio, and even the lighting was carefully designed.
With Zhou Hong taking the lead, not many people talked about Song Yuchen's affairs anymore.
Looking at the woman crying and sobbing, Fang Li seemed to be lost in thought.
At this moment, there was a sound of a car engine outside, followed by hurried footsteps running in.
"Pear! Pear, have you read the latest news online?!"
Wen Yang rushed in and saw three people sitting at the dining table with the video playing on their phones.
"Well, it seems you saw it."
Yu Tian came in behind Wen Yang, and the two of them walked to the dining table and sat down familiarly. Aunt Rong added bowls and chopsticks with a tactful look, then stepped back.
Wen Yang arrived in a hurry and hadn't eaten breakfast. He grabbed a fried dough stick, took a bite, and mumbled, "Yao Xing made a good move. He used the downfall of a respected veteran artist to divert attention. Netizens are now all scolding Zhou Hong, and few people remember Song Yuchen's little incident."
Xu Fangli took a sip of soy milk and her eyes fell on Han Xi's calm profile.
He was wearing a dark grey home suit today, with a slightly open collar, revealing his two collarbones. At the moment, he was concentrating on peeling a boiled egg, as if he didn't care about this war of public opinion at all.
But Xu Fangli knew him too well.
The calmer the surface, the more violent the storm brewing behind it.
She didn't tell him about this incident, so he never asked.
But Fang Li is not stupid. Judging from the speed at which public opinion developed last night, it is impossible that only the marketing accounts contacted by Wen Yang could have done it. There must be someone behind the scenes pushing it.
It goes without saying who this person is.
The video on the phone ended, and the restaurant fell silent for a moment, with only the chirping of early birds outside the window.
Han Xi put the peeled eggs into Xu Fangli's bowl. The eggshells broke perfectly in two, which was pleasing to the eye. Fangli raised her eyebrows slightly, wondering why this man could always achieve such obsessive-compulsive perfection no matter what he did.
"Do you know everything?"
"......" Han Xi wiped his hands and looked at her sideways.
Xu Fangli tapped the egg yolk with the tip of her chopsticks and asked in a low voice, "Did you arrange this for Song Yuchen?"
Han Xi put down his napkin, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Why do you ask?"
"The timing was perfect, and it happened so quickly."
It is simply impossible for ordinary people to mobilize so much network power in an instant just to spread some negative information.
Xu Fangli lowered her voice, "I see that several of the outlets that reposted and commented on the negative news are legitimate media outlets that have collaborated with the Han Group before."
"Regular media also need good news."
Han Xi sipped his black coffee and said, "Song Yuchen is still a bit popular. They are very happy about it."
Xu Fangli stared at the man for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "So you did interfere."
She was very familiar with his way of speaking. Han Xi never lied directly, but would use facts to guide others to draw their own conclusions.
Han Xi leaned over and whispered in Xu Fangli's ear: "It doesn't matter whether I intervened or not. Ah Li, you might want to think about whether you have done anything without telling me."
His breath brushed against her earlobe, leaving a tingling sensation.
Wen Yang and the others looked at it with their eyes wide open.
"You two, we have so many eyes watching us, please be careful and be careful not to corrupt minors."
Fang Li's ears are slightly red.
Han Xi sat back and continued eating seriously.
Fang Li held the spoon for a long time without taking a single bite. She raised her eyes and looked across at Wen Yang and Yang Miao who were whispering something. She held her breath and secretly reached under the table.
Han Xi was drinking coffee when he felt his left hand on his knee being held.
He glanced sideways and met the woman's eyes, which were blinking gently and slightly ingratiatingly.
"Wrong." Fang Li didn't say anything, just mouthed the words.
Han Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and held her hand, "What did you say?"
The voice was low and hoarse, almost breathy, but it was so magnetic that it made people feel numb all over just listening to it.
Fang Li pursed her lips slightly, moved closer to him and said, "I was the one who leaked all that negative information about Song Yuchen. I shouldn't have kept it from you. I won't do it again next time."
"....." Han Xi looked at her.
Fang Li: "He had some of my photos and wanted to threaten me, so I had to strike first."
Han Xi tightened his grip on her hand, his brows darkening as he spoke helplessly, "Don't hide it from me next time. As your husband, I can definitely do this kind of thing for you. You just have to wait and see."
Fang Li raised her eyebrows.
Han Xi curled his lips at her with a charming and evil smile.
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