The next day, the headlines were all over my face, and I got angry with my colleagues. There were people talking about me everywhere, and people who came directly to me to gossip about my relationship with Tan Jie Fu Jing.
I can only say, "It was all written by the media. I was a glutton at that time, and I was accidentally photographed. Then the media wrote all over the place. You must not believe it."
Although I strongly deny it, there are still many people who speculate behind it.
I can't stop people from talking. I'd better work hard.
Zheng Jiabo wasn't usually a gossipy person, and he started to talk to me about it. "Chen Qing, I know that you and Fu Boss have a messy relationship, but what about Tan Jie? How did you get involved with a male star?"
"He helped me before. After signing an agreement with our company this time, we'll make an appointment. It's really nothing." I explained helplessly, "The meeting is coming, Zheng Boss."
He pouted his lips, tidied up his clothes and went into a meeting, so he stopped pestering me.
I was most worried about Tan Jie. Fighting had a strong impact on artists. I wanted to call him and ask him what he was going to do and if he wanted my help, but the thought that I would only bring disaster to him was dispelled.
He's not popular anymore, and the team isn't as good as before. I think the manager is average to him, so what should he do now?
Just when I was worried, manager lin from the publicity department came to me. He squinted and smiled sarcastically. "So secretary chen and Tan Jie have some connections. I told you how to be so concerned about him. I just got the news that Tan Jie is no longer the spokesperson for our company. I'm afraid you won't be able to make it back."
No need? I frowned. "Whose decision is this?"
"Mine, of course." He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not good for our company's image to use such a tainted artist. As soon as I suggested it, the top approved it."
I clenched my fists and looked at the mercenary man in front of me. I was furious. "Manager lin, this is a misunderstanding. Can't you clarify it? Tan Jie is really a hardworking artist."
He snorted scornfully. "I've worked harder than him. I have money anyway. I can use whoever I want."
"You..." I was angry.
"But if I get something out of it, I can wait and see if things change." His sudden change of tone made my teeth itch with hatred.
"What benefits do you want?"
His rat eyes looked at me several times before finally settling on my chest. "If you want to help Tan Jie, then sacrifice yourself for him?"
I almost sneered. A lousy manager really took himself seriously. Even if I accepted the unspoken rules, I wouldn't accept the rat eyes!
I picked up the folder on the table and smashed it on his face. "If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out and make a hot pot!"
"You... You... You wait for me. Not only do I have to terminate my contract with Tan Jie, I have to sue him for damages to our company's reputation!" He yelled and left my office.
I followed behind and threw things. "Look around again. I'll beat you up every time I see you!"
I was just angry. I didn't expect to win a lot of applause after I said this. There were a lot of women in our department. It seems that everyone was very angry with the rat eyes.
After much thought, I called Tan Jie and hung up before I could get through to him. I called his manager, probably because yesterday's warning from Fu Jing was effective. His attitude towards me today was finally not hostile.
"I want to ask if there's any chance of this turning around?" I asked cautiously.
"Yes, but I can't." His manager spoke bluntly, with a sense of seeing through broken jars.
"Say it."
He cleared his throat and suddenly lowered his voice. "The three of you are involved, and the insiders are all of you. It would be easy to get rid of Tan Jie if you colluded with a story and used it in the media."
What he meant was for Fu Jing to cooperate and talk to Tan Jie?
This is really difficult.
"I told you I couldn't do it. You still have to let me say it." The manager complained again.
I said, "It's better to have a way than nothing. Please do your best to help Tan Jie. Thank you."
After I hung up the phone, I quickly formed a detailed plan in my head. It was not easy for me to get Fu Jing to cooperate with others, but if I could get Tan Jie's future, I could give it a try.
As for the cost, weigh it again.
I haven't called Fu Jing for a long time, and I almost forgot what his phone number was, but as soon as I thought about it, that string of numbers would appear in my mind.
I hesitated for a long time, but I still made this call.
"It's me."
"I know."
He could hear my voice, just as sensitive as I was to his voice. "Tan Jie, he helped me. I want to help him this time. Can you cooperate with their team and explain the fight in a different way?"
"You called because of him? You care so much about him?" He questioned me.
I took a deep breath. "Don't you know who I am? He helped me, so I helped him. As for concern, it's within the scope of mutual help. Why do you have to involve everything in the matters of men and women?"
"Okay, then let me ask you if you have anything to do with him."
"There's nothing else but what I just told you."
Fu Jing was silent. Hai Tang's voice came from the other end, saying he was going to change his dressing. I didn't want to hear the daily routine between them. I couldn't make myself feel better.
"I'll ask you to help him. I owe you a favor, okay?" I pleaded.
He grunted and I hung up.
I punched my head a few times and scolded myself for not doing well. My eyebrows were burning and my head was burning. I actually cared about his relationship. I'm afraid I'm not sick! I despise myself.
I called Tan Jie's manager again and told him that Fu Jing agreed to cooperate with them. He was happy and excited that he was saved.
The rest is about their public relations team. It has nothing to do with me. I just pray in my heart that Tan Jie's storm will pass as soon as possible and that we can all get better and better.
Who knew that Tan Jie was so angry that he lost his temper. Not long after I hung up, his agent called again, saying that Tan Jie was unwilling to work with Fu Jing, which made a team very angry.
I looked at the time, and zheng jiabo took an hour and a half leave to get to tan jie's house.
As soon as I entered, I got angry when I saw him sitting on the sofa drinking.
"You still drink!" I waved off the wine in his hand.