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Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 1020: Brother Qiang Has Fallen
The heroic declaration Nangong Qiang made so confidently in the past, they all remembered it clearly.
He said that life disappoints you eight or nine times out of ten, so he wanted to be the brightest star among the paparazzi.
Fearless of celebrities, undaunted by power, unbound by anyone, with only one belief and duty— 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Expose them all!!!
Doesn’t matter who it is, if there’s news, expose it! Never give in!
But now...
Their Brother Qiang has fallen.
The same Brother Qiang who always said he would never agree to any company acquiring their studio, now was grinning like a fool because of a phone call.
The contract hasn’t even been signed, and he’s this happy. Isn’t he worried about getting swindled?
"Brother Qiang, is the news about our acquisition reliable?" someone couldn’t help but worryingly ask.
"Yeah, boss, I’ve never heard of any such move from the Fu Family. Are you sure you’re not being deceived?"
"Who was the call from just now? Which department manager? Let me check online to verify it!"
Nangong Qiang sat on the chair looking at his restless subordinates, smirked and reassured them.
"President Fu made the call."
"President Fu... Fu Shiyi?"
"Fu Shiyi my foot!" Nangong Qiang slammed the table: "Fu Shihan! Boss Fu!"
Everyone, startled by his table slam, looked at him bewildered.
"Let me tell you, my relationship with President Fu is special. He even came to my house some time ago, and we chatted about cooperation."
Nangong Qiang crossed his legs, bragging to these inexperienced folks for a good while, until his mouth was dry, then asked them.
"Got it now? From now on, we’re President Fu’s people! You better hold tight to this opportunity!"
"What are you all standing around for? Get to work! What do we have to expose this week? Bring the photos to me!"
He seemed a bit too excited, speaking as if he and Fu Shihan had the kind of friendship you build by drinking together.
It made people wonder if maybe Brother Qiang was on something... Why isn’t he thinking clearly?
Nangong Qiang leaned back on his chair, imagining how his studio could ride this momentum to get publicly listed, and then he’d be the owner of a public company, feeling quite pleased.
He sat there by himself for a while, then snapped back to reality, pondering over the tasks Fu Shihan had given him.
He didn’t have much dirt on Fu Shihan and Su Wanxin, but what he had was significant.
If he were to expose something, which one should he start with?
Su Wanxin is currently so popular online that some netizens have already started to dislike her because she appears too often.
To change her image, some PR work is needed.
Nangong Qiang thought hard for a moment, then grabbed his phone and frantically sent messages to Fu Shihan. Upon getting the contact information successfully, he grabbed his bag from the table and rushed out.
His speed was like there was some sensational news waiting for him to capture.
When he left the studio, he drove his old, beat-up car straight to the destination. Minutes later, he arrived at the Fu Family’s media company.
Nangong Qiang excitedly ran inside, expecting to meet his idol and goddess Fu Shiyi, only to find his arch-nemesis, Guan Yu, the public relations manager of the Fu Family.
Nangong Qiang looked at the fair and thin Guan Yu with his gold-rimmed glasses, and couldn’t help but laugh when thinking about his name.
The other party looked at him with visible disdain as well.
The two stared at each other for a while, then Nangong Qiang took the initiative to speak: "Where’s President Fu? I have business with her!"







