"Seriously, is it the photographer’s fault, the angle, or President Fu’s problem? Why does every photo of either Jiang Wei or Wen Shu, President Fu always looks so affectionate?"
That’s fucking coincidental, isn’t it? She was curious about this too. If it were Fu Jinghen’s problem, wouldn’t he look deeply affectionate even at a dog?
Not long after, the phone rang again. It was Fu Jinghen calling, and there was still one minute left before the ti she had given him.
Wen Qiao picked up, "What, calling right on ti?"
"The video has been sent to your phone, and the statent has been released; everything’s cleaned up on Weibo. Go have a look."
Wen Qiao froze for a mont, her initial indifference faded, and she murmured, "That fast?"
"Fast?"
Hearing Wen Qiao’s tone return to normal, Fu Jinghen’s mood also relaxed, and he chuckled, "Which aspect are you referring to?"
"What aspect?"
Hearing the other end of the phone’s ambiguous laughter, Wen Qiao realized what he ant and stiffened her face, "President Fu, let remind you, the issue is not resolved, and I’m still angry. If you keep this up, you’re going to get a red card."
"Okay, then go watch the video I sent you first, then co back and convict ."
Wen Qiao didn’t hang up the call but minimized the call screen and opened WeChat. At the top was a ssage from Fu Jing sent two minutes ago.
There were two videos in total.
The first video showed staff mbers pushing a cart loaded with goods, and the top box on the cart toppled over. Fu Jinghen reached out and pulled Wen Shu aside. Wen Shu, caught off guard, didn’t stabilize in ti and steadied herself by holding onto Fu Jinghen.
The second video was of Fu Jinghen and Wen Shu standing in an elevator, about a person’s distance apart. Wen Qiao saw Wen Shu’s mouth move, as if she said sothing to Fu Jinghen.
Since the video had no audio, Wen Qiao directly asked Fu Jinghen, "What did Wen Shu say to you in the elevator?"
"She didn’t say much," Fu Jinghen recalled, "Just apologized to ."
Wen Qiao huffed, "Not bad, huh? Rembering so clearly what she said."
Fu Jinghen: "..."
Maybe he shouldn’t have answered that question.
Fu Jinghen cleared his throat, "Actually, I don’t rember very clearly what she said at the ti."
"Oh." Wen Qiao’s voice turned cold again, "So were you just lying to ?"
Fu Jinghen: "..."
No.
Was it better to play dumb at this ti?
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Wen Qiao’s fierce voice ca through, "Don’t play dumb with , speak."
Wen Qiao switched to Weibo, refreshing the page while barking at Fu Jing.
Fu Jing must have bought trending searches, because the corporate statent released by the FS Group two minutes ago had already surged to the top of the hot searches, and it was in a prominent position.
@FSOfficialWeibo: Recent online rumors regarding our company’s president, Mr. Fu Jinghen, are false. The video is proof that Mr. Fu Jinghen only kindly pulled Ms. Wen Shu aside to prevent a box from hitting her. We urge netizens not to overinterpret the situation.
Mr. Fu Jinghen’s relationship with FS’s entertainnt subsidiary Huasong dia’s released artist Jiang Wei and Huasong dia artist Wen Shu are rely that of a normal superior and subordinate. The inappropriate comnts and wild speculations of netizens have disrupted Mr. Fu Jinghen’s normal life and infringed upon his rights. Our company reserves all rights to pursue legal action.
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