The punishment for Yu Qian was far more than just suspending the program. In an internal work meeting, he was named and criticized as a negative example.
Afterward, the station made a decision, a three-year ban.
For the next three years, or even longer, Yu Qian would no longer be allowed to plan or direct programs. He could only remain at the station as the most ordinary behind-the-scenes staff member, earning a basic salary.
And all of this, Jiang Fuyue didn’t even need to inquire to know clearly.
Because…
Tang Youtian: “…That director has probably already received the punishment notice. Based on my years of experience, it won’t be long before he resigns voluntarily.”
Someone accustomed to standing high above usually finds it difficult to accept falling into the dust. As the saying goes, without comparison, there is no harm.
Under such circumstances, ninety-nine percent of people would choose to escape.
Once Yu Qian resigned, there would truly be no place left for him in the entertainment industry.
Ruthless, truly ruthless.
But also satisfying.
Even Tang Youtian felt a sense of relief from slapping faces and abusing scum, yet Jiang Fuyue’s voice remained steady and calm through the phone, without the slightest ripple.
“Got it.”
Tang Youtian: “?” That’s it?
He called every day to report progress, yet he had never seen Jiang Fuyue show even the slightest reaction.
Honestly, when he was courting his wife back then, it wasn’t this exhausting.
Trying to please this genius girl was simply too hard.
“Then about the interview…”
He had just started when Jiang Fuyue interrupted in a low voice: “I still have something to do. We’ll talk later.”
With that, she hung up directly.
Father Tang: ?
Whose father am I? I might as well be the grandson!
At that moment, the head of the news department knocked and entered.
“Director Tang, have you confirmed the interview time with Jiang Fuyue? The day after tomorrow or the day after that? I need to arrange the schedule in advance.”
Tang Youtian: “…”
The department head widened his eyes, raising his voice: “Don’t tell me you still haven’t finalized it?!”
“Ahem…”
“It’s almost the end of the month! If the interview still doesn’t come out, we’ll be laughed to death!”
Tang Youtian thought: I’m anxious too, but there’s nothing I can do.
She’s basically an ancestor!
…
Meanwhile, on the other side, after ending the call, Jiang Fuyue watched Jiang Chenxing walk out from the gate of Blueberry TV, dragging a suitcase, his fair cheeks flushed red by the sunlight.
The young man looked like a painting, tall and elegant.
“Why didn’t you wear a sun hat?” Jiang Fuyue walked toward him, moving the umbrella in her hand to cover half of his head.
Jiang Chenxing rubbed his nose. “I forgot…”
“Ultraviolet rays are radiation. They can easily cause cancer.”
“I’ll definitely remember next time!” He smiled, his eyes curved.
Jiang Fuyue gave a soft acknowledgment and glanced at the suitcase in his hand. “All packed?”
“Yes. Sister, let’s go.”
“Get in the car.”
This trip was mainly to pack his things.
With the idol training camp suspended indefinitely, all contestants were dismissed.
Although Jiang Chenxing had already been living at the Han family’s home, the belongings he left here still needed to be collected.
Originally, the old master had arranged for Han Ke to accompany him and act as a free driver and porter.
Han Ke had agreed.
The uncle and nephew were just about to leave when Jiang Fuyue suddenly returned.
“Sis, ” Jiang Chenxing rushed forward like a little puppy, eyes sparkling. If he had a tail, it would probably wag into flowers.
The siblings hadn’t seen each other for over a month. Looking at her younger brother, now a head taller than herself, Jiang Fuyue suddenly remembered how he used to be thin and malnourished.
In less than three years, he had grown into a young man.
Why did she suddenly feel the pride of “our family’s little pig has grown white and plump”?
“Sis, have you eaten breakfast? There are ingredients in the kitchen, I’ll make you a sandwich!”
Without waiting for her answer, he rushed into the kitchen to start preparing.
“Yueyue, you’re back.” Han Ke stepped forward smiling. “What’s with Chenxing? Wasn’t he going out? Why is he in the kitchen?”
“Going out?”
“Yes, to Blueberry TV to bring back the things he left in the dormitory. By the way, weren’t you doing closed research? Why did you come out?”
Jiang Fuyue glanced toward the kitchen. “I came back to take a look.”
Han Ke immediately understood. “Don’t worry, this kid is steady. Even when the internet was in chaos, he didn’t eat one bite less.”
At first, Jiang Chenxing’s appetite truly shocked them.
They knew he was a mukbang streamer and had seen his short videos, but nothing compared to watching him personally empty three rice cookers at one meal.
The old master even secretly stared at his stomach several times, as if checking whether it would burst.
Then the online incident happened, public opinion suppressed, trending topics removed, large numbers of accounts banned, it looked like everything would soon be buried.
How helpless and wronged that must feel?
Yet Jiang Chenxing remained the same, ate well, slept well, even accompanied the old master on walks and games of checkers.
Once people have worries, their appetite usually suffers, but him?
Never careless about meals; he still enthusiastically ate good food.
In the end, they had worried for nothing.
After hearing this, satisfaction flashed in Jiang Fuyue’s eyes. The timid little boy really had grown up.
“Sis! It’s ready!” Jiang Chenxing ran out of the kitchen holding a sandwich and stopped in front of her. “It’s still warm, try it? There’s milk too. I warmed it and put a mint leaf inside…”
Han Ke looked on eagerly. Honestly, he was a little jealous.
“What about mine?”
Jiang Chenxing scratched his head, puzzled. “Second Uncle, didn’t you already eat breakfast?”
“…Oh.”
Jiang Fuyue finished the entire sandwich and drank the mint-scented milk, picked up the car keys, and turned to change her shoes.
“Let’s go. I’ll drive you.”
Jiang Chenxing: ! Happiness came too suddenly!
Han Ke: ? Am I invisible?
…
Back to the present.
“Wait…”
A voice suddenly came from afar. Jiang Chenxing paused while opening the car door and turned.
Under the blazing sun, a figure jogged over and stopped in front of him.
“Are you leaving?”
It was Mo Yunan.
“Mm, just about to.”
Jiang Fuyue had already gotten into the car. Jiang Chenxing had fallen one step behind and was stopped, otherwise he would have already left.
“Can I say a few words? It won’t take long.”
Jiang Chenxing bent down, explained the situation through the car window to Jiang Fuyue, and only after receiving her approval did he turn back to Mo Yunan.
“Okay, go ahead.”
Mo Yunan pressed his lips slightly. “…Actually, I really envy you.”
Jiang Chenxing: “?”
“You’re strong, you have a good mindset, and you have family and fans who support you.” As he spoke, he couldn’t help glancing toward the car.
The person inside must be the legendary genius girl who developed the Schankwo vaccine, Jiang Fuyue?
She actually came personally to pick up Jiang Chenxing.
“You’re also very good.”
Mo Yunan froze slightly, then forced a bitter smile. “Really?”
Clearly, he didn’t believe it.
Jiang Chenxing: “You’re careful, and you’re kind.”
In the dormitory, almost everyone had targeted him in their behavior, but Mo Yunan had not.
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