Fu Youzhi became angry instantly, but quickly got into work mode.
Jiang Yu was the money-lucky kid she picked out with her own eyes. He always had a good image and didn't even have a girlfriend. Fu Youzhi really didn't expect that he would explode!
Or something like a street fight!
"Ask the public relations department to formulate a plan immediately. I will see a feasible public relations plan in half an hour,"
Fu Youzhi said to Mr. Wang neatly, and then pointed to the people outside who came to care about her and said,
"Don't you have anything to do? If you have nothing to do, just think about public relations strategies,"
She turned to her assistant and said,
"Now, immediately, call Jiang Yu——"
Halfway through her words, Jiang Yu walked up to her with a bright face.
His handsome face was covered in bruises and purple spots...
Dejected yet stubborn,
"Sister Zhizhi, I'm sorry. I quit the company. Any compensation will be borne by me alone."
Fu Youzhi is quite anxious now. The key is that the God of Wealth ability is gone, and he cannot see his wealth luck in a blink of an eye. For the first time, Fu Youzhi feels a little powerless.
If you can't see his financial luck, you can't judge his future development and value. If his financial luck is ruined because of this incident, she still spends a lot of energy on him. In the end, it is just a waste of energy.
But if it was just an illusion for the time being, she made a mistake in judgment and gave up such a good fortune seed...
Fu Youzhi took a deep breath, took out the thin gardenia waist chain he gave her last time from her pocket, and wrapped it around her wrist more than ten times.
Touching those bright and lovely little gardenias, my heart quietly calmed down...
Jiang Yu's assistant manager Mi Tao and two assistants arrived. The four of them looked like silent prayers, all with their heads lowered and silent.
"Pfft", Fu Youzhi couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time she encountered the sight of bowing her head in silence before the God of Wealth.
Hearing her laughter, Mi Tao shivered twice, while Jiang Yu instantly raised his head, his childish and handsome eyebrows diluting the dejection just now.
"Tell me about it. If Jiang Yu doesn't tell me, I'll tell you Pitao. Otherwise, I'll tell you two. I just want to know the cause and effect and what happened."
Fu Youzhi crossed her arms, lowered her eyes, and stroked the waist chain with her thin fingers. She had everything in mind.
Jiang Yu was like a piece of wood, and Mi Tao didn't dare to talk to him. Only an assistant, Xiao Wu, said tremblingly,
"Mr. Fu, Brother Jiang asked us to pick him up in the suburbs this morning for filming, but we happened to see a few paparazzi when we got in the car..."
"Paparazzi..."
Xiaowu bit her lower lip and mustered up the courage to say,
"The paparazzi took a photo of you and a beautiful sister. The dog couldn't spit out ivory, and its mouth was extremely dirty. Brother Jiang couldn't hold it back, so... he beat them twice,"
"We had already negotiated compensation and the beating was not heavy. Who would have thought that now that I am about to get off work, the news comes out..."
"Take a picture of me?" Fu Youzhi almost laughed in anger. It was so early in the morning, she didn't even see her man, and there were still scandals.
He must have been caught up with Tiandao.
In this era of openness, men and women are no longer curious enough. It was big news when it was revealed that Fu Youzhi dumped Gu Yanchen and turned around to embrace sister Jiquan.
Just make a random comment: #男女用同一#, #女性不 restrain#, and you’ll be able to create another dark wave of rhythm.
Fu Youzhi has been in the entertainment industry for so many years and has long understood their hype methods.
Fu Youzhi flipped through the work phone handed to her by her assistant, and her scarf had indeed exploded:
#江宇streetbeatingpaparazzi#
[I don’t believe it, how can my favorite little puppy beat people on the street!]
[Xingyao artist, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!]
[Sure enough, Xingyao Artists began to help Fu Youzhi divert his attention.]
[Don’t even look at it. Jiang Yu beats three of them by himself. Isn’t it possible that the three of them are in trouble?]
【No matter what, it is wrong to hit someone.】
【Violence forces you out of the entertainment industry!】
[The young ones have a bad temper. Do these three people have concussions? 】
The comments on the Internet are like this. If nothing goes wrong, there will still be conspirators. If something goes wrong, they will even criticize.
Jiang Yu is developing well now, so it is inevitable that it will block the way of some people. The power of the black critics gathered is really powerful.
"What should I do?" Xiao Wu asked helplessly,
"Brother Jiang is absolutely right. Those three people were so foul-mouthed that I was angry when I heard that. Besides, when Brother Jiang hit the first person, he punched him twice, but then the three paparazzi rushed up.
Brother Jiang didn’t dare to be cruel, he was even more seriously injured!”
"Okay, Xiao Wu, let's not talk anymore. I can make a statement and quit Xingyao. It's my fault for fighting. You can call the police." Jiang Yu frowned, extremely stubborn.
Fu Youzhi glanced at the plan sent by the public relations department. It was just to lure other artists into the trap, including Bu Wen and Bu Han, and find a darker material to cover it up.
Fu Youzhi fiddled with the gardenia on her wrist and pursed her red lips. This time, she did not rely on the talent of the gods, she wanted to bet on it herself!
Bet on her years of experience as an agent!
She sighed slowly,
"Jiang Yu, you don't need to withdraw from the circle if something happens casually,"
"The interdependence of blessings and misfortunes is not absolute,"
"Now there are only pictures of you beating them up on the Internet, and the public opinion is one-sided," Fu Youzhi looked into his eyes and asked softly, "Do you want to make a comeback?"
Fighting in the street is something that cannot be washed away. Jiang Yu has made a move and has no intention of continuing to mess around. It is true that he has established a bad image, and now he just wants not to drag down the company.
But looking at Fu Youzhi's extremely firm light brown eyes, Jiang Yu felt inexplicably at ease...
Fu Youzhi continued,
"Go and adjust the surveillance over there, high-definition version, show all the causes and consequences to the netizens, and help me call the police, saying that a paparazzi invaded my privacy. Go and surrender, and explain the circumstances of the beating,"
Fu Youzhi said while replying to the public relations department,
"Don't dig up dirt on Bu Han or Bu Wen yourself. They are both my sons and I can't bear to part with them."
Finally, Fu Youzhi breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Yu with light brown eyes.
"If you don't dig up information about them, I will sacrifice my life for you today. Jiang Yu, please cooperate."
Jiang Yu looked up.
Fu Youzhi knocked on the large desk with her thin finger bones, took off the thin gardenia waist chain wrapped around her wrist, and put it on Xiaowu's hand.
Jiang Yu didn't understand what she was doing, Qing Juan's face was slightly turned sideways, looking at the silver bracelet on Xiao Wu's wrist...
There was a "click" sound, the sound of a mobile phone taking a photo.
Fu Youzhi took this misaligned picture.
A very ordinary photo, but it can be interpreted infinitely...
"Just find a small account and send it."
Fu Youzhi calls Mr. Wang,
"Take the public relations department and volunteer to work overtime tonight. Ten times the salary and double the year-end bonus. Set the pace very well. Don't let me down."