“Okay.” Fu Hengzhi nodded. “Then I’ll take you there.”
Fu Hengzhi switched to a Bentley, still in a mature and sophisticated black. Sitting in the driver's seat, Fu Hengzhi looked at Zhou Zhou in the passenger seat, his eyes flickered, and he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over.
The other person suddenly leaned over, and Zhou Zhou froze in place.
As a result, Fu Hengzhi simply buttoned up the top button of his unkempt collar, without doing anything else.
Zhou Zhou: "......"
Seeing his blank expression, Fu Hengzhi chuckled softly, "What do you think I would do?"
I got teased!
Zhou Zhou suddenly felt that he was too easily manipulated by the other party, which would not do!
"Hey, practice makes perfect, I'm used to it."
Zhou Zhou tried his best to appear calm and put on a show, but President Fu certainly didn't disappoint him and kept him nibbling on him for a while longer.
The matter was left unresolved. Mr. Fu drove Zhou to her destination with a satisfied expression. He looked much better than when he had just woken up. Before Zhou got out of the car, he thoughtfully reminded her, "Keep your buttons on, or others will see."
"......" Hehe, Zhou Zhou was annoyed but still obediently buttoned up the top button of his shirt.
Coach Zhang is very efficient. Ever since he discovered that Zhou Zhou's driving skills had improved, he immediately arranged a test for him, fearing that he would miss this good opportunity and be exposed again.
When Zhou Zhou arrived, he learned that he had successfully obtained his driver's license in just one morning.
Holy crap, Zhou Zhou looked at the little green notebook that was almost identical to the one in his previous life and secretly marveled at how incredibly useful the VIP exam preparation system was, saving him a huge amount of time. Is this the power of money?
Zhou Zhou called the driver, and before the driver arrived, she stayed in the VIP waiting room, enjoying the air conditioning, drinking soda, and browsing Weibo.
It had been a long time since I'd logged in. Ignoring the little red dots in the notification area, Zhou Zhou clicked on the first trending topic.
Ye Qisheng and Zhou Zhou reunite after their breakup.
"Pfft, cough cough cough!" Zhou Zhou choked on a mouthful of soda before he could swallow it.
[Author's note: Initially, Zhou Zhou said: One should have principles, and I am straightforward.]
Then, Zhou Zhou said: One must have a bottom line. Even if a person is bent, they should not be...
Finally, Zhou Zhou: ~%%3F…%2C%23+*'☆%26℃%24︿★%3F】
Chapter Sixty-Four: I Don't Use Weibo
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The topic was just revealed, and within minutes it garnered over 100 million views, demonstrating the level of concern fans have for this matter.
The image quality is blurry. The background is the sink in the restroom of the restaurant where we ate yesterday, with a huge mirror in front of it. The photo happens to capture him and Ye Qisheng turning their heads to look at each other. What's more, they both had their masks down to their chins at the time.
Zhou Zhou even remembered these things. Yesterday, Fu Hengzhi had been piling food onto his plate in various ways, and he ended up eating so much that he couldn't walk. He had planned to go to the restroom briefly, but when he bent over, his mouth hit the bottom of his throat. To be on the safe side, he took off his mask beforehand. As for Ye Qisheng, he didn't know. The private room on the third floor was full, but at that time, only the two of them were in the restroom. To avoid suspicion, he didn't pay much attention to the other person.
That eye contact was completely unintentional, so how did it get captured on camera?
Zhou Zhou was confused, his bewildered expression and trembling hands showing that he didn't even want to click into the comments section to see how netizens were responding to the matter.
'Hey, look at the trending topics on Weibo!'
'What?'
Just three sofa seats away from Zhou Zhou, two young girls, like wild boars arriving at a melon patch for the first time, were excitedly discussing the matter.
'A broken mirror mended? Could it be that the two of them...'
'Don't talk nonsense! My brother wouldn't stand for Zhou Zhou's arrogant and domineering attitude! It was Zhou Zhou who was the only one bothering my brother before!'
'But they were standing so close, and they were even looking at each other.'
'That must be because Zhou Zhou, even after retiring from the entertainment industry, hasn't given up his wicked intentions. He's taking advantage of the fact that my brother is gentle to everyone!'
The two wealthy girls were talking loudly on their phones, filling the entire waiting room. Zhou Zhou said he didn't want to listen, but the sound was uncontrollable and just kept drilling into his ears.
While the two weren't paying attention to him, Zhou Zhou hurriedly put on a mask and pulled the hoodie over his head, his head almost buried in his phone. He thought to himself, "No one is immune to temptation, and your movie star is a real tough guy, not gentle at all."
This place is not safe to stay in for long. Just as Zhou Zhou was pondering this, the driver called.
The timing was perfect. A black minivan was parked on the side of the road, and as soon as Zhou Zhou ran over, the back door opened from the inside.
"Fu Hengzhi?" Zhou Zhou was taken aback, but she still quickly got into the car and closed the door in one smooth motion.
"Wipe your sweat." Fu Hengzhi handed him a tissue, smiled, and said, "You knew I was in the car, that's why you drove so fast?"
Fu Hengzhi had just returned from inspecting one of Fu's subsidiaries. When the driver received Zhou Zhou's call, he intended to transfer the call to another driver, but he saw Fu wink at him through the rearview mirror.
Even so, Fu Hengzhi still believed that the other party was in such a hurry because they wanted to see him.
“I didn’t know you were in the car.” Zhou Zhou took off his mask and hat to wipe his sweat, his cheeks flushed pink. He looked suspiciously at Fu Hengzhi beside him, ignoring the other’s slowly fading smile. He had calmed down by now and continued, “Someone secretly took pictures of me and Ye Qisheng last night and sent them to a media account. It’s now the number one trending topic.”
Upon hearing this, Fu Hengzhi frowned and said, "Secretary He, contact them to remove the trending topic."
It was a paparazzi photo shoot, and the people involved were these two. It goes without saying that Fu Hengzhi knew it would be a trending topic.
He Qingqing was sitting in the passenger seat. She had already reacted when Zhou Zhou spoke. She checked the Weibo reposts and views, picked up her phone and made a call. She was so fast that Zhou Zhou didn't even have time to react. She was very skilled at it.
Fu Hengzhi frowned, and after hearing part of the information He Qingqing described, he continued, "Contact Ye Qisheng."
"Okay, Mr. Fu." He Qingqing was still on the phone when she heard this. She nodded and immediately contacted Ye Qisheng's agency after hanging up.
If it were just his own gossip and scandals, he could handle it by making a statement himself. But this was the first time Zhou Zhou had encountered a situation where he was involved with other people. How should he write his unilateral statement? After all, besides the parties involved, Wen Luo and Fu Hengzhi were also present. He had to ask Wen Luo about his situation before he could do his own public relations.
Zhou Zhou picked up her phone. "I'll contact my and Wen Luo's original agent first."
Just as I flipped through the phone list to Yan Li, before I could even press the call button, I heard He Qingqing say something.
"President Fu, Guanghua has already issued a public relations statement."
Guanghua is Ye Qisheng's agency, and its largest shareholder is the Ye Group, which makes Ye Qisheng's position in Guanghua obvious.
Zhou Zhou paused for a moment, to prevent any discrepancies in the information from both sides when making his statement, and immediately returned to the Weibo interface to check.
He Qingqing had just contacted Ye Qisheng when he informed her that he had already prepared a public relations statement to protect the image of the two parties involved to the greatest extent possible and to clarify their relationship.
He Qingqing checked Weibo again and, sure enough, Ye Qisheng, along with his studio and company, issued public relations statements.
The black text on the whiteboard was a concise statement, each sentence tightly tied to the theme, achieving a surprising effect. Zhou Zhou couldn't help but admire the efficiency and speed of Ye Qisheng's team.
Eighty-five percent of the text is consistent with the facts, the remaining fifteen percent of information is obscured, but the details are just right.
The original two-on-two chance encounter was changed into a four-person dinner. The members were kept vague in Fu Hengzhi's part, only mentioning that he was Zhou Zhou's friend from outside the entertainment industry and knew the other two.
The matter wasn't over yet. Immediately afterward, Xingtu and Wen Luo also issued public relations statements, with roughly the same wording as Ye Qisheng's. Wen Luo's personal Weibo post also included a photo of the meal, taken when all the dishes had been served. The angle only captured Zhou Zhou and Fu Hengzhi near the table, chest down, as well as his and Ye Qisheng's plates. The photo also had a time watermark from the phone's built-in system in the lower right corner, effectively proving everything.
Looking back at the trending topics list, the top spot had already changed. Zhou Zhou wrote his public relations statement on his phone's notes, then showed it to Fu Hengzhi beside him, asking, "Is this okay?"
Suddenly, Fu Hengzhi turned off his phone. Even though there was a small table between them, he still put his phone in the storage compartment on the other side of the car door.
Fu Hengzhi leaned towards Zhou Zhou, his expression calm and even gave her a gentle smile, "Let me see."
Zhou Zhou's puzzled expression flashed across his face for only a second before his gaze lingered on the car door storage compartment for less than a second before returning to his phone. "It's pretty much the same as what they said. I'll tag Wen Luo again later."
Fu Hengzhi hummed in agreement, finding no fault in the written expression, and said, "Send it."
The public relations statement was sent as an image. When Zhou Zhou sent it, he typed a message in the text field and tagged Wen Luo and...
Zhou Zhou's subordinate paused typing for a moment, then asked, "President Fu, do you have a secondary account on Weibo?"
Zhou Zhou immediately thought that the other party's main account should be associated with Fu's Company, but what about the secondary account?
When Mr. Fu heard the other party ask about Weibo, he tightened his grip on the phone and insisted, "I don't use Weibo."
"I see." Zhou Zhou didn't think much of it upon hearing this, and his subordinate continued typing and sending the message.
Zhou Zhou: It's clearly a story about four people, so why don't you guys have names? [Emoji question mark face].jpg, Wen Luo, my friend who doesn't use Weibo, [doge face].jpg×3
The accompanying image is the same PR statement we just saw.
That should work. Zhou Zhou turned his head to look beside him and said in a relaxed tone, "You go back at noon..."
'Ding~'
'Ding~'
Two notification sounds interrupted his speech. Zhou Zhou blinked and saw He Qingqing in front of him pick up her phone. "Madam, I've set your Weibo account to special attention. I got a notification sound when you posted something."
He Qingqing didn't immediately realize that something was wrong after she said that.
"Oh—" Zhou Zhou said knowingly, drawing out the last syllable, "I see..."
Her mind raced, and she quickly glanced to her side, smiled with narrowed eyes, and said softly, "So, Mr. Fu? Is he also getting the Weibo special follow notification sound? But don't you not use Weibo?"
Fu Hengzhi: "..."
[Author's Note: Fu Hengzhi: ...Just registered.]
Zhou Zhou: Let me see it?
Chapter Sixty-Five: Money Makes the World Go Round
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Hearing this, He Qingqing realized that she had just heard two notification sounds from Weibo that she was being followed. One was from her, so the other must be from… He Qingqing sat up straight and leaned back completely in her chair. In this situation, she absolutely could not look back.
But you can listen in secretly. Secretary He, who secretly ships the CEO couple at the company, perked up her ears.
"Hmm?" Zhou Zhou's lips curled up, his smile appearing harmless, and he repeated, "Didn't you say you don't use Weibo?"
There's nothing shameful about playing around, but what Zhou Zhou couldn't understand was why the other party didn't dare to admit it immediately.
Fu Hengzhi could roughly guess what the other party was thinking: why wouldn't they admit it?
"I just want to know what you usually post on Weibo." It's like when you were in middle school, you liked to secretly go into the QQ space of the person you liked and like their posts one by one, and then silently learn about them.
Fu Heng didn't experience these things during his high school years, so he naturally didn't know that such a practice existed back then. Even after getting married, Fu Heng's innocent high school feelings still surfaced during this period.
He admitted it directly without making excuses, which is typical of Fu Hengzhi's style.
Zhou Zhou chuckled. Fu Hengzhi's restrained demeanor just now resembled that of a child caught in a puppy love affair by their parents. She smiled and said, "Go ahead and look, just be open about it."
Seeing that he suddenly had such a mischievous idea, she felt like teasing him. She raised an eyebrow, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Besides, what didn't you see last night? Why were you sneaking around looking at Weibo?"
His breath sprayed evenly onto her earlobes, feeling like feathers gently brushing against her earlobes. Fu Hengzhi turned his head, and their eyes met, instantly closing the distance between them.
"Hmm..." Zhou Zhou's pupils dilated instantly. He hadn't expected the other party to be so enthusiastic. Driver Zhao and Secretary He were still sitting in the front, and the person just stuck to him like that.