Chapter 1490: I'm Really Not a Good Person

For Zhuo Wei, he had always felt that these celebrities in the entertainment industry were really nothing special.

When there are no heroes, even a petty person can become famous.

That was his true thought.

You see, these stars, though they appear glamorous on the surface, actually have plenty of dark secrets. Just last year, Zhuo Wei uncovered the romance between Chen Bin and Jiang Qin. For that, the two even sent him red envelopes, hoping he wouldn't report too much on the matter.

Money isn't everything, but it's 9,999 out of 10,000 things.

The one thing it can't do is let you feel the pain of poverty.

When he took that red envelope, Zhuo Wei was in a very good mood.

In his view, it was his due reward.

This time was the same. Although he knew full well that the question he asked Wang Qiang was purely based on hearsay, that didn't matter at all. What mattered was that Wang Qiang impulsively laid hands on him.

And now, he was forcing an apology and could still get compensation. Later, he could write an article in the newspaper cursing him out—how comfortable would that be?

Good people often easily believe in the goodness of others, and thus underestimate the existence of evil people and the possibility of their wrongdoing.

But Zhuo Wei never expected that this time he would run into Zhao Fusheng.

The world isn't that good, nor is it that bad. What we need to do is simply, when circumstances allow, be kind to everyone. When circumstances don't allow, protect ourselves.

For Zhao Fusheng, if the people around him are too kind, then what he needs to do is do his best to protect them.

Just like now.

"Mr. Zhuo, on behalf of Future Group, I inform you that, in view of your defamation of Ms. Fan Baobao and myself, we will file a lawsuit against you."

Zhao Fusheng looked coldly at Zhuo Wei and said without any courtesy.

"You, who are you?"

Zhuo Wei was stunned, staring at Zhao Fusheng in disbelief, never expecting things to turn out like this.

Hadn't I just gotten compensation?

Wang Qiang had also apologized obediently. What was going on?

Looking at Zhuo Wei with sympathy, Wu Sijie stepped forward.

From the moment Zhao Fusheng made Wang Qiang apologize, he knew his boss was going to set a trap.

The reason was simple: although Wu Sijie hadn't followed Zhao Fusheng for long, he had already understood his boss's methods and style. This boss of theirs was a typical case of being soft when you're tough and tough when you're soft, never leaving any loose ends.

If Zhuo Wei's question hadn't been about the boss's wife, maybe this matter could have been smoothed over. But this guy had to court death by dragging the boss's wife into it. Wu Sijie really wanted to ask Zhuo Wei, who gave you the courage to do this? Liang Jingru?

"Mr. Zhuo, I am Wu Sijie, assistant to the chairman of Future Group. I now formally file a lawsuit against you on behalf of my boss and his wife. Please prepare to receive the lawyer's letter and the court summons."

Wu Sijie cleared his throat and said coldly to Zhuo Wei.

His face was full of mockery.

Weren't you just now so awesome, so arrogant? Are you still arrogant now?

Zhuo Wei was completely dumbfounded. He never imagined things would turn out like this.

"You!"

He finally realized something was wrong and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

"I am Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao's husband," Zhao Fusheng said calmly, meeting Zhuo Wei's gaze. "Also the chairman of Future Group, the person you claim is keeping Fan Baobao."

At that moment, Zhuo Wei completely collapsed!

No one had told him that Fan Baobao's husband was the big boss of Future Group.

Looking at Zhuo Wei, whose face was ashen, Zhao Fusheng felt no sympathy. If he hadn't stepped in today, and it had been someone else, this guy would have taken the money, accepted the apology, and still not let Wang Qiang off.

These journalists are really no different from people in certain special professions. You simply can't find any bottom line in them.

It's no exaggeration to say that among entertainment reporters, every single one of them lacks any sense of conscience.

This wasn't Zhao Fusheng's prejudice; it was proven by facts.

Especially this Zhuo Wei. In Zhao Fusheng's memory, Zhuo Wei would later be known as China's top paparazzo, exposing countless scandals of celebrities.

Among these, there were good ones and bad ones.

Sometimes, he even knew something in advance but deliberately concealed it for the sake of a news headline, making the parties involved bear countless criticisms.

So, Zhao Fusheng felt no pressure at all in dealing with this person.

"Leave it to you."

After saying that, Zhao Fusheng didn't bother with Zhuo Wei anymore. He looked at Ye Jing and said calmly.

Ye Jing nodded. Since the boss had spoken, he knew what to do.

He had never liked these entertainment reporters anyway, and since they were in the right this time, he was even more unrestrained.

Daring to throw mud at Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao—what a reckless move!

Watching Zhao Fusheng's retreating figure, Zhuo Wei was utterly dejected.

He finally understood why Wang Qiang, even after hitting someone, stubbornly refused to admit fault and acted so confident.

After all the fuss, they probably already knew about Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao's relationship, so they defended her. Only he, like an idiot, had foolishly charged in.

It's over!

At that moment, only that thought remained in Zhuo Wei's mind.

Zhao Fusheng, of course, didn't know Zhuo Wei's state of mind at that moment. Even if he did, he wouldn't care. As he often said: I'm not your father, I don't have time to discipline you!

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The incident at Xinjing Bao quickly spread throughout the capital.

There was no help for it; the circle was too small. Any slight stir would soon be known to everyone.

For a time, the names Fan Baobao and Wang Qiang spread throughout the entire entertainment industry.

The former became famous because everyone finally confirmed that the previous rumors weren't just gossip—she really had married a super-rich tycoon.

As for the latter, it was because the kid was incredibly lucky. He had met the couple when Fan Baobao was still an unknown actress, and was recognized by her as a younger brother.

To hit a reporter for the sake of his adopted sister—this kid was also a sincere person.

Even more frightening was that Fan Baobao's wealthy husband was willing to stand up for this matter!

Nowadays, are rich people so capricious?

"Of course, the rich are capricious."

Zhao Fusheng held the phone and said to Jiang Wen on the other end: "Someone insults my wife and wants to sue my brother. If I don't deal with him, should I just let him do as he pleases?"

"A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late. But I'm not a gentleman; I'm a petty person. A petty person takes revenge from morning till night."

Jiang Wen smiled helplessly: "I was asked to do this. The people at Xinjing Bao hope you can let them off."

"Let them off?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed coldly: "Fine, they can publish an apology in the newspaper, apologize to both Baobao and Wang Qiang, and pay compensation for emotional distress. Otherwise, they can wait for the lawsuit."

Anyway, he had plenty of time and money to waste with them. Zhao Fusheng wanted to see if Xinjing Bao would still dare to make an issue of the people around him.

"You're doing this not just for Wang Qiang and your wife, are you?"

After a moment of silence, Old Jiang said slowly.

He wasn't a young guy like Wang Qiang. As a veteran in the circle, Jiang Wen just didn't bother to think about many things; it didn't mean he really didn't understand anything.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "What do you think? I want to hurt them badly so they'll remember never to offend me again!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wen let out a long breath: "I understand."

Putting down the phone, Old Jiang shook his head helplessly. That Zhao Fusheng was really shrewd to the point of speechlessness.

Fortunately, he was his friend.