Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 1023: If You Don’t Delete the Video, I’ll Have to Silence You!

Fu Shiyi took a step outside, looked back at Guan Yu, and instructed, "You two take a good look and come up with a few PR plans, then send them over to me."

"President Fu, are we really going to collaborate with him?" Guan Yu followed her out and whispered, "That paparazzo is unreliable, think about how much trouble he’s caused us before."

This day and age, technology has advanced, and the tricks paparazzi can play have increased too—they can get their hands on listening devices, hidden cameras, anything. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Just last month, Nangong Qiang and his team even filmed Lin Yifan drunk, fiercely making out with a tree in a neighborhood, causing Guan Yu’s nose to twist in anger.

They have so much dirt, Guan Yu couldn’t even remember how much money had been spent buying photos.

"Cooperate, my brother introduced him, do you dare to chase him away?" Fu Shiyi also lowered her voice, "It’s precisely because of the trouble, so find a good angle for me, and remember to recover all the losses we’ve had before, got it?"

"...Got it."

"Hmm, be a bit more polite, just find him whenever something comes up, use my brother’s name, he doesn’t dare to ask anyway."

Guan Yu couldn’t help but smile at these words.

"Alright! Boss, rest assured, I’ll have an exceptionally good attitude."

Guan Yu smilingly turned back inside, where Nangong Qiang was pressing his ear to the door, trying to listen to their conversation, nearly pushed to the ground by Guan Yu.

"Come on, Qiangqiang, have a seat."

Guan Yu’s sudden enthusiasm gave Nangong Qiang the chills. "We’re not that close, who’s your ’Qiangqiang’?"

"Didn’t you say President Fu sent you to discuss a collaboration? If you think it’s unfeasible, why not make a call to President Fu to ask?"

"..."

"Qiangqiang, we’ll be partners from now on. If it’s our company’s artists, do them a favor and don’t exploit them, okay?"

Guan Yu patted him on the shoulder and pressed him down onto a chair, speaking earnestly.

"You know what Lin Yifan is like after all these years, right? Severe youthful idol disorder. To maintain his persona, our company has put in a lot of effort."

"Heh heh heh." Guan Yu sneered, "Your company has more than one persona that needs maintaining, right?"

Guan Yu was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"Let me show you something interesting."

Nangong Qiang pulled out his phone, searched for a while, and found a video. When Guan Yu saw it, his face turned pale.

The person in the video was none other than the famed ice-queen beauty of the entertainment circle, Sheng Qian.

In the video, she was wearing pajamas with big donkey brand logos, in slippers, squatting on the ground eating sunflower seeds.

In front of her were two little poodles engaged in an embarrassing act.

Not only was she watching, but she was also commenting and giving guidance.

"You little short leg, this position won’t work, hey, hey, hey, you see, it fell off, I’m telling you, you have to ride up, ride it, you know?"

Guan Yu heard this, closed his eyes, and choked back a gulp, feeling so desperate he wanted to die.

"I say, Brother Guan," Nangong Qiang observed his reaction with great satisfaction, "what kind of bizarre and fantastic personas do your company’s artists have? Their private personas are simply amazing!"

"I’m giving you five seconds. If you don’t delete that video, I might have to resort to silence by murder!"

Guan Yu couldn’t bear this shock. The company had just signed Sheng Qian for a Red-themed series, which, barring any mishaps, would air on major TV networks during prime time after filming.

If this video got out... it would be ruined.