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Chapter 492: Big Boss Fu’s Rotten Peach Blossom

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“In that case, please go ahead.” Director Wu looked completely unworried. With that, he stood up and left.

Shi Qian and Xiao Yan also left the restaurant.

Xiao Yan started the car and asked Shi Qian, “Qian Qian, where are you going? I’ll send you back first, then I’ll start preparing the information.”

“I’m going to the Sunshine District.”

“Okay.”

Not long after she left, Xiao Yan’s phone rang. She immediately put on her Bluetooth earphones and answered the call.

This call was from Peach.

…..

“Sister Yan, bad news! The Internet is saying that Qian Qian wants to leave the production team. It’s obvious that someone is controlling the public opinion!”

“I understand.”

Shi Qian realized that Xiao Yan’s expression was very serious. She wondered if it had something to do with the termination of the contract.

Xiao Yan drove past this traffic light and suddenly turned to the side of the road. She parked and said to Shi Qian, “The Internet has already exposed our termination. I’ll stop first to understand the situation.”

Xiao Yan took out her phone and scrolled through the news online.

Shi Qian did not stay idle and turned on her phone.

[Shi Qian is only so average, but she still thinks that the production team has given her too few scenes. Does she think this show is her personal show?]

[Some die-hard fans have praised her to the heavens. Other than her face, I don’t see anything good about her! She’s too inferior to those old artists.] [It’s obvious that she thinks of herself as the female lead! Has she forgotten that this show requires her own strength to advance? I heard that Teacher Li Changhong, who participated in the show, has been eliminated. So what if she’s Shi Qian?]

[The production team is really unlucky to have encountered such an ingrate as soon as the show became popular.]

When she saw these comments, she sighed softly.

“You don’t have to care about those comments. There are so many of them,” Xiao Yan comforted her.

Shi Qian suddenly thought of something and immediately sat up straight. “Sister Yan, you told me before that Jin Enshu was from Hua Le, right?” “Yes, why?”

Shi Qian immediately searched for Hua Le’s company. There was an introduction to the company and its organizational structure.

As expected, she saw that Su Ruoqing’s name was ranked first among the shareholders.

A question appeared in her mind.

Did this matter have anything to do with Su Ruoqing?

She felt that although Su Ruoqing looked like a weak and harmless little white flower on the surface, she was actually very scheming.

From the beginning, Su Ruoqing had approached her with a purpose.

Her goal was Fu Sinian.

Previously, she had a feeling that someone was deliberately targeting her!

Especially about Qin Hao’s matter.

“Qian Qian, why are you looking at the shareholders of Hua Le?” Xiao Yan felt that this matter would not implicate the higher-ups of Hua Le.

“I know this Su Ruoqing,” Shi Qian said slowly.

“The ownership of shares of Hua Le have changed a lot this year. This Su Ruoqing has become a major shareholder of Hua Le, and she’s a foreigner with a lot of money. Do you have any grudges with her?”

“Does it count if she thinks I’m snatching the man she likes?” Shi Qian asked, then smiled helplessly.

“Snatch her man? Who? President Fu?” Xiao Yan looked shocked.

When Fu Sinian returned to the country in a high-profile manner, Xiao Yan was still in Hong Kong. At that time, she had also seen the overwhelming news. However, she was not interested in this, so she did not pay much attention to it, and she had no impression of Su Ruoqing.

“It seems that President Fu has to come out and resolve this matter.” Xiao Yan teased, “Even if President Fu doesn’t have to step in to deal with the production team, he has to deal with this rotten peach blossom..”

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