The mont the statent was released and hit the trending searches, the situation took a surprising turn.
Just monts ago, netizens were fiercely criticizing Fu Jinghen and Wen Shu, but now they were all suddenly silent.
The reversal ca so quickly that it surpassed even their imagination and that of all the onlookers.
"Did it reverse this quickly?"
"In my mory, there are quite a few female artists who have leeched off President Fu’s popularity, right? Why did the statent co out so fast this ti?"
"Could it be that soone threw a tantrum? Did President Fu issue an order for the PR departnt to work overti to release the statent?"
...
It must be said, this netizen, you’ve hit the nail on the head.
"How should I put it then?" Fu Jinghen was coaxing her in a good-natured way, "Otherwise, I’d explain it to you in person."
"..."
Listening to the rustling noises coming from the other end of the phone, thinking that he had only arrived in Hang City at noon, had a al, flew back in the afternoon, and was still in the office so late because of her phone call, putting aside his work to resolve the issues on Weibo, and still bearing with her unreasonable demands, Wen Qiao rarely felt a sense of guilt.
"No need, just stay honestly in Jiang City," Wen Qiao hurriedly spoke, her head hanging down, her fingers absentmindedly fiddling with the sofa, "Seeing that you are so efficient, I won’t fuss about it this ti."
"Really not necessary?"
Wen Qiao uttered a low "Mm."
"But don’t won always say no while wanting yes in their heart?"
"?"
Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows, "Huh? When did President Fu start studying female psychology?"
"Recently."
Wen Qiao asked, "Is it because of that you specifically studied it?"
"What else?" Fu Jinghen said, "Mrs. Fu, let remind you, I’m very busy."
What he ant was—
If it weren’t for you, who would bother studying the nonsense of female psychology when I could be signing more contracts and making more money?
Wen Qiao, whose IQ was very much online, grasped the deeper aning behind Fu Jinghen’s words. The anger that had been stirred up by the Weibo post had mostly dissipated after seeing how efficiently Fu Jinghen had resolved it.
Now, hearing Fu Jinghen’s sowhat arrogant but still heart-winning statents, the remaining half of her anger also disappeared.
Wen Qiao curiously asked, "I saw netizens saying this is the first ti you’ve clarified a scandal. Before, you used to let rumors fester."
"Those were just unimportant people, troubleso."
"So why did the statent co out so quickly this ti?"
Fu Jinghen chuckled softly, "Feigning ignorance?"
Wen Qiao felt her ears heat up with his laughter, "Feigning what ignorance? I don’t know anything."
Perhaps due to a lack of confidence, Wen Qiao’s voice softened towards the end.
Fu Jinghen pressed the intercom button, and after the connection went through, he hung up without speaking; he continued talking to the person on the other end of the call, "This ti it’s different, I have Mrs. Fu now, I can’t let rumors fernt anymore."
The relationships in the business world are complicated, and since Fu Jinghen had taken over FS, despite preferring to stay out of the public eye, he still had to attend so unavoidable banquets and financial interviews.
Not to ntion, FS owns Huasong dia, and with his looks that could compete with any male celebrity in the entertainnt industry, those female stars in the circle couldn’t help but harbor other intentions, especially considering Fu Jinghen was far superior in every aspect compared to the pot-bellied, balding tycoons.
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