"Ms. Jiang, is it true that you were being kept by a sugar daddy?"
In the afternoon, as Jiang Yu stepped out of the company gate, a group of people carrying various sizes of equipment rushed up to him. One of them took the lead and asked a question.
Jiang Yu's face froze, and he subconsciously glanced to the side, but the people in the company avoided his gaze.
Now Jiang Yu knew everything: so many people had come to the company and blocked the entrance, yet no one had notified him.
Especially after hearing his question, she took a step back, only to be blocked and unable to get out.
"Ms. Jiang, please answer this directly: are you really being kept by someone?"
"Teacher Jiang, I heard you bullied newcomers on set. Is that true?"
"Ms. Jiang, I heard that you used your former agent's family to threaten him and cover for you. Is that true?"
"Teacher Jiang, please answer directly."
With each problem that arose, Jiang Yu's expression grew increasingly grim. Who was behind this? In just a few seconds, Jiang Yu went through everyone in the company, finally pinpointing Li Jie, who had already fled.
Seeing that he remained silent, the crowd surrounding him immediately said, "Teacher Jiang, your silence means you've already agreed."
The microphone was thrust forward repeatedly, as if Jiang Yu could simply shove it into his mouth the moment he opened it.
Jiang Yu's face darkened completely. He glanced at the people in front of him, but they showed no fear of him and proudly displayed their name tags.
"These are all fake! Where are the security guards? Security guards!" Jiang Yu pushed the microphone away and shouted loudly.
The crowd grew even more excited, one after another asking, "Teacher Jiang, why don't you answer directly?"
"Teacher Jiang, could you explain?"
After watching the commotion for a while, the security guards slowly walked up and pulled Jiang Yu out of the encirclement. Upon seeing this, the reporters rushed forward desperately.
"Teacher Jiang, please don't evade the issue!"
"Teacher Jiang..."
Jiang Yu's face was grim as he gritted his teeth and said, "These are all false. Spreading rumors is illegal! I hope you understand."
One of the reporters' eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly asked, "Professor Jiang, are you planning to send a lawyer's letter?"
Jiang Yu: "..."
Does he dare?
Enraged, he glanced at the security guard, then at the people taking pictures around him. A surge of frustration welled up inside him; he felt like he was about to vomit blood. He hissed, "Stop them!"
After saying that, he turned and walked into the company. He knew he was finished. The company was definitely planning to give up on him. Who was it? Who was it?!
"What are you looking at? Don't think I can't mess with you!" As soon as Jiang Yu entered the company, people were secretly staring at him all the way, but he endured it as much as he could.
Seeing the person the company has been heavily promoting lately, I finally couldn't hold back anymore.
The man looked at him in surprise. "Oh, you're still here. What bad luck."
After saying that, he glanced at him from head to toe, then walked past him and left.
Jiang Yu stood there, clenching her fists so tightly that her teeth almost broke.
Outside, that farce was pushed to the top of the trending searches by some malicious passersby.
His fans on Weibo were like mad dogs, attacking everyone. They firmly believed that their brother was innocent, and everyone knew that their brother was the kindest person.
Then they attacked Xingyuan Entertainment's official Weibo account, criticizing them for allowing others to arbitrarily slander their own artists.
Jiang Yu sat in his office with a gloomy face. He discovered that he couldn't log into Weibo.
Knock knock--
"Teacher Jiang, President Qi wants you to go see him." It was his newly appointed assistant.
Jiang Yu looked up at his calm face and scoffed, "What, are you mocking me?"
The assistant smiled and said, "I wouldn't dare."
Jiang Yu was furious; the smile on his face stung his eyes.
"Please hurry, Ms. Jiang, President Qi is waiting for you."
Jiang Yu felt a tightness in her chest and suddenly stood up. Before he could react, she suddenly raised her hand and shoved him.
The assistant stumbled from the push, glanced at Jiang Yu's retreating figure, and sneered. He thought of the panting man in President Qi's office and wondered what Jiang Yu had done to offend him. But it seemed Jiang Yu had finally met his match.
Upon arriving at the office door, Jiang Yu simply pushed it open and went inside. Since things had already come to a head, there was no need to pretend anymore.
Inside, besides President Qi, there was another man sitting opposite him who looked like he was about to die.
Upon seeing him enter, the man lowered his head and coughed a few times.
President Qi stood up and walked to his side, glancing at Jiang Yu who was standing there. "What are you standing there for? Sign this contract, and then you can leave."
President Qi threw a contract in front of him.
Jiang Yu didn't move, and asked blankly, "Who is he?"
President Qi glanced at the man and said, "None of your business."
"Whether he did it or not, believe it or not, we'll fight to the death!"
The pale-faced man sitting in the chair raised his hand and tapped lightly on the table, gave a mocking laugh, and swept his gaze across Jiang Yu's face.
He muttered under his breath, "So similar, cough cough cough, too bad he's an idiot."
Jiang Yu didn't hear this, but President Qi next to him heard it clearly and secretly wondered about their relationship.
He picked up a document from the table and threw it in front of him. The wind blew it past, and Jiang Yu's pupils shrank dramatically as he looked at some of the words on it.
He shakily pulled out his phone, and the two people watched his movements without reacting.
I found one of the numbers, dialed it, and it rang once before being hung up.
Jiang Yu's forehead gradually broke out in a cold sweat. He tried again, but the call was still disconnected. Unwilling to give up, he tried several more times, until finally the number became disconnected.
"Looking for your sugar daddy?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice startled him.
Jiang Yu suddenly looked up, "What did you do? I don't even know you!"
"Cough cough cough, I know you cough cough, that's enough." The man covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said.
"Sign it. It's better for both of us. Don't think about doing anything else. You know what I'm capable of." President Qi raised his chin and glanced at the ignored contract.
Jiang Yu stood frozen in place, while the two calmly waited for him to react.
A man's soft cough could be heard intermittently in the office.
After a while, Jiang Yu picked up a pen and signed his name.
At the same time, a Weibo appeared on his account.
[ Jiang Yu: Due to personal reasons, I will be leaving Xingyuan Entertainment starting today. Xingyuan Entertainment ]
Once this message was sent out, his loyal fans, who had been fighting for him, were instantly devastated. They trusted him so much, but this message was practically proof that he was the one who did those things.
Some fans, convinced he was coerced by the company, attacked him like mad dogs.
Others believe that Jiang Yu was the top star of Xingyuan Entertainment just the day before, and this must be true for the company to take such action to cut their losses.
The two sides argued so fiercely that it provided ample entertainment for passersby.
After he left, President Qi sat back down and said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, are you satisfied now?"
Chu Yue glanced at him, said nothing, and got up to leave.
On the other side, Jiang Yu had just returned to his doorstep when a group of people rushed out, covered his mouth, lifted him up, and ran away, giving him no chance to react.
Thankfully, his house is in a remote location and there are no security cameras outside.
After a while, a fully armed man emerged from his house. He looked very similar to Jiang Yu in build, pulled a suitcase, and walked out under surveillance. Upon arriving at the airport, he exchanged a glance with one of the staff members and headed towards the VIP channel.