After the incident with Vice President Chen, combined with witnessing how Fan Qing had cleared the company and rapidly improved its economic performance, the executives saw substantial increases in their dividends.
Even if some had other motives in mind, they did not oppose Fan Qing’s effective control.
Mainly because… opposing him was pointless.
With Vice President Chen serving as a warning, and the top executives knowing Second Master Jin’s backing by Second Master Jin himself, Fan Qing’s appointment as acting manager was guaranteed. What argument could they have?
After a brief meeting, Fan Qing’s office was finalized—occupying Vice President Chen’s former position.
He had wondered if it would be too obvious, but then realized… his control over the company would inevitably become known sooner or later, so a little visibility didn’t matter.
There was, however, another urgent matter.
“Welcome events can wait. Second Master, there’s something that requires your presence.”
Fan Qing interrupted the small group that had been chatting, nodding to Second Master Jin.
“Why can’t it wait until our show finishes?”
Second Master Jin came over, excitement written all over his face. He hadn’t organized an event in a long time and was eager to participate.
“How about a swimsuit party? Or do you prefer a pajama party? Of course, if you like both, we can combine them!”
Fan Qing rubbed his temple, feeling a headache coming on.
“…Do you even realize that right now, you’re representing the reputation of Tenghuang?”
“Eh?”
Second Master Jin tilted his head, confused. “Why am I representing Tenghuang’s reputation? I’m just a mediocre puppet emperor, aren’t I?”
“…From an outsider’s perspective, at least, that’s how it looks.”
Fan Qing gave him a look that was hard to explain with words.
A bad premonition slowly crept up.
Second Master Jin’s voice trembled slightly.
“S-so… what does that mean?”
Fan Qing’s expression remained impassive.
“It means that for any party you throw, everyone must be wearing at least three layers on top of me.”
Which three layers was obvious.
Second Master Jin tried one last desperate attempt.
“Does a bikini with a bathrobe count?”
Fan Qing let out a cold laugh.
“You tell me.”
Second Master Jin instantly deflated like a punctured balloon.
“…My kingdom… is lost.”
This wasn’t the day he had dreamed of!
Waaahhh! This isn’t how I imagined it!
“Stop fooling around. Handle the matter with Jian Feiyang first, then I’ll show you something more thrilling.”
Fan Qing patted his shoulder, signaling that it was time to get to work.
“Thrilling!”
Second Master Jin’s eyes lit up.
Holy crap! Whatever comes out of Fan Qing’s mouth labeled ‘thrilling’ must be insanely thrilling!
He immediately leapt into action, excitement surging.
“Thrilling? How thrilling? What are you gonna do?”
“You’ll see soon enough.”
Fan Qing pulled out his phone and started calling the PR team, motioning.
“Bring Jian Feiyang over too. This concerns him as well.”
“Got it!”
While online discussions continued to ferment, Tenghuang’s official website suddenly posted a new Weibo update.
The content was simple—but it sent the remaining hopeful fans into the most pitiful wails.
Tenghuang Entertainment v: Welcome both to the Tenghuang family @Jian Feiyang @Fan Qing
By now, Jian Feiyang’s transfer had been finalized.
Fans were devastated.
“Wait… he really went?”
“Stupid manager! I’ve already yelled myself hoarse…”
“Waaaaahhh… will I ever see my precious Jian Feiyang again? I have a feeling Tenghuang isn’t a good company…”
And as always, some trolls piled on.
“Fan Qing is a menace—he should just quit the industry.”
“What about the so-called script? Someone explain!”
“LOL, Jian Feiyang isn’t exactly an angel either. Using his identity to do this script thing, aren’t you feeling guilty?”
Jian Feiyang’s Weibo follower count took a nosedive—losing 500,000 in just a few hours. Even the official account for Survive Seven Days was flooded with abuse.
At that moment, Fan Qing, now officially certified as a Tenghuang manager, posted his first Weibo:
Fan Qing – Manager v: Heard some people saying the show had a script? Why doesn’t anyone consider that maybe the participants were just genuinely putting in effort? “Video” “Video” “Video”
The videos were simple—three days and two nights of Fan Qing personally taking Jian Feiyang to train in the rainforest.
Not long, but they displayed Jian Feiyang’s hard work and dedication in full.
After posting, Fan Qing immediately instructed the PR team to push it to trending, then contacted Director Zhao from the show.
Director Zhao, seeing the post immediately, marveled internally and quickly agreed to share the repost.
Survive Seven Days v: No script. Never had, don’t have now, and never will. Only shows whose eyes are truly sharp, who is genuinely outstanding and hardworking. @Fan Qing – Manager @Jian Feiyang
Both sides made their statements simultaneously. Any casual critics who tried to defend themselves found themselves drowned.
Fans who had already watched the videos quickly flooded the comments section.
“!!! I… I don’t even know what to say! Ahhhhhh—! I knew my Jian Feiyang couldn’t possibly be part of a scripted plot, but I didn’t realize the manager was an angel too!”
“I’m shocked. Truly shocked. Managers these days are hardcore? I thought Jian Feiyang was already amazing in the show, but it turns out the manager is the real MVP! …Damn! I can’t believe I thought he was sabotaging Jian Feiyang—I was the idiot—! [shaking]”
“Cried… girls, those tough training moments weren’t just for show. All of this came from what the manager taught him. And people called it a script… I’m tearing up.”
“OMG! OMG! OMG! Girls, let me run a few laps downstairs! What kind of divine manager is this?! He’s so handsome! I love him! Even if he’s a little strict with Jian Feiyang, I love him so much! Am I broken?”
“…Suddenly wondering if all those past floods of criticism were intentionally misleading. Thinking it through, yes, probably. If there were really a script, why Jian Feiyang? He could’ve used his money and status to create a path—why bother with such a small show? Often, the most unlikely explanation is the truth. Watching every scene again, I see that every impressive move Jian Feiyang made came from the manager’s coaching. So many lessons weren’t in the show. The script theory is nonsense. It’s just someone prepared, worked hard, and gave it their all. THAT’s the kind of survival show contestant I want to see.”
When that long comment went up, many longtime fans of the show finally couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Finally, someone said it. Honestly, watching this video, I can see the manager is really skilled, and the artist worked so hard, putting in effort to learn and absorb. But I also noticed—it was just a three-day, two-night special training. That’s not a lot of time. I don’t believe all the other participants couldn’t spare even that much. Even half a day? Surely they could manage that. Every time I saw guests showing up completely unprepared, knowing nothing, relying entirely on Brother Zhong to get by—I felt helpless. Brother Zhong is human, not iron. He gets tired too. If you’re getting paid to be on the show, can you just put a little effort in?”
“No need to say more, fam. Tears already. And people dare call this a script? Please, watch the video properly. The soil when digging—solid, the same color as the surrounding dirt. That’s a script? The crew even had to ask the guide if it was safe to eat. Tell me, is this a script?”
The once-loud crowd condemning Fan Qing went silent, their faces bruised by the reality.
Only the fans who had been wronged cried tears of joy. They tried to speak up for fairness, but in their hearts, they couldn’t help but blame themselves for ever doubting.
Fan Qing observed the scene with a slight smile. He motioned to Second Master Jin.
“It’s your turn, Second Master.”
Second Master Jin shot him an enthusiastic OK sign.
Within five minutes, the newly certified Tenghuang CEO posted on Weibo.
Second Master Jin v: Some people keep saying Tenghuang is bad here, bad there. Didn’t expect this, right? But I, your humble servant, have an eye for talent! Also, a warm welcome to our two new members in Tenghuang—! [Banner at the entrance.jpg]
Fans who had just been in tears blinked them away at once.
Then they saw the photo that followed, and their minds filled with question marks.
Wait—he’s really the CEO of Tenghuang?
He personally brought the two pillars of the family to hold a banner? Was it their angle at the screen, or was his CEO stance just… wrong?
Seconds later, Jian Feiyang’s Weibo updated too.
Jian Feiyang v: Thank you, Second Brother Jin! So happy to come to Tenghuang with A-Qing. Everyone’s been so welcoming! I really like it! [Treasure the banner in a bright yellow box.jpg]