Jian Feishuo’s Weibo post pushed public opinion into an even more bizarre position.
A position even Fan Qing hadn’t anticipated.
Netizens were still calling him a capitalist, but the direction had completely changed from before.
“Hehe, how should I put it? Looking at it this way, Big Brother might be a little clueless, but he treats his younger brother pretty well. It’s not that whole ‘brothers-turning-on-each-other’ drama I imagined.”
“Same. LOL. The capitalist everyone imagines: throwing money around, ‘Spend it, I don’t care.’
The real capitalist: ‘I don’t really understand, but my little brother seems to need me to go negotiate.’
‘What? My brother’s getting scolded?’ ‘Then I have to stand up!’
Hahahahaha, why does this feel kind of cute?”
“Honestly, is this what capital is? Then I want it too! Wuwuwu—an older brother who cares about my career and adds bricks and mortar to it, even though he doesn’t understand the industry at all and almost messes things up—who could refuse that? Does the country assign these? I don’t want much, just one.”
Passersby laughed and joked, and even Jian Feiyang’s fans couldn’t help joining in.
“Although… earlier we were almost driven crazy by Big Brother, but thinking about it now, he’s actually kind of cute. At least recently Little Angel has gotten so many good resources—all of them are Big Brother’s deep love for Little Angel!”
“2333, I said it before—Big Brother’s earlier Weibo just oozed this straightforward vibe. Sure enough, even a domineering CEO isn’t familiar with cross-industry business. But standing up for Little Angel despite not understanding it is really adorable!”
“Eh~ Knowing that Little Angel’s big brother cares about him this much suddenly puts me in such a good mood! Little Angel is so wonderful—he deserves the best treatment!”
Jian Feishuo’s mood was extremely complicated.
After watching for a long time, he finally couldn’t help calling Fan Qing.
“You already predicted it would turn out like this, didn’t you?”
Huh?
Why did that tone sound a little dangerous?
Fan Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.
“…President Jian, when you say ‘like this,’ what exactly do you mean?”
Jian Feishuo choked.
How was he supposed to say it?
Was he supposed to bluntly say that netizens all thought he was that kind of person now?
Absolutely not!
After a moment of wordless silence, Jian Feishuo chose to slowly hang up the phone.
He knew it—this Fan Qing was definitely not simple!
He hung up just like that?
Fan Qing glanced at his phone and smiled faintly.
Looks like President Jian’s capacity to endure things was actually pretty high.
In that case, in the future, he could consider bringing President Jian along to “play” a bit more.
Jian Feiyang’s crisis was resolved without danger.
A certain fan who had been worrying the whole time was finally successfully fed by her boyfriend.
As he fed her, her boyfriend said helplessly,
“I told you—the company and the manager definitely wouldn’t be useless. Look, didn’t this manager handle it really well?”
The girl being fed had bloodshot eyes.
She opened her mouth to eat the molten-centered rice dumpling he offered, feeling a little embarrassed.
“I misunderstood Manager Fan… I thought he had stopped caring about Little Angel after the transfer…”
She spoke very softly.
Her boyfriend still heard it.
He couldn’t help sighing and flicked her nose lightly.
“Didn’t you say Little Angel’s exposure has increased a lot recently? If no one was managing him, how could he be developing so well? You taught me that yourself, remember?”
The girl was left speechless.
She grew a little dazed.
R-right… that’s true?
Wasn’t it the same before? The time Little Angel really exploded in popularity—wasn’t that after the manager took him to train for three days and two nights, then sent him on that survival variety show where he suddenly went viral?
If it hadn’t been for Manager Fan, even if Little Angel had the will, he probably wouldn’t have had the ability.
Thinking this, she suddenly grabbed the bowl from her boyfriend’s hands.
“Go to work. I’ll eat by myself. I just need to take care of one more thing, then I’ll go sleep.”
She was going to tell everyone else properly how good Manager Fan was!
Such a great manager—everyone deserved to know!
Fan Qing truly hadn’t expected fans to suddenly start praising him.
He was still preparing follow-up measures when public relations reported to him in a strangely cautious tone—
He was trending.
Fan Qing was completely baffled.
He was trending?
Why was he trending?
Had his relationship with Nie Luo been exposed?
When he clicked into the trending topic, Fan Qing felt both annoyed and amused.
Annoyed, because the fans were being very honest about how they’d thought he’d “abandoned” Jian Feiyang after changing companies.
Amused, because after today, those same people now felt he was actually incredibly capable and treated Jian Feiyang very well.
Fan Qing scrolled through the comments and, for a moment, didn’t even know what to say.
And, as if on cue, Kong Ming’s manager suddenly spoke out at the same time.
He was trying to distance himself from Kong Ming.
“The company and I were completely unaware of these private transactions. Many of Kong Ming’s endorsements do not go through my hands, and my lack of knowledge led to this incident. In the future, I will be more cautious and attentive regarding artists’ business negotiations. However, in light of Kong Ming—Mr. Kong—having engaged in such behavior multiple times, I am already considering terminating my cooperation with Mr. Kong…”
He poured his heart out at length, but Kong Ming’s fans distilled it into a single line.
“Isn’t this just tearing down the bridge the moment Kong-ge ran into trouble? I’m honestly gonna puke. Kong-ge used to be managed by him—now I totally get why Kong-ge had to keep putting in so much effort on his own behind the scenes. Can a manager like this actually help at all? Suddenly feeling really bad for Kong-ge.”
“…My feelings are complicated. To be honest, when I look at the other side’s manager and then look at ours, I really… sigh. I just hope every artist can have a more reliable manager.”
Kong Ming’s fans were in a very complicated mood.
A lot of them couldn’t help thinking: if Kong Ming’s manager were someone like Fan Qing, how great would that be?
Before long, another trending topic about Fan Qing slowly climbed up the charts.
#FanQingReliableManager
Plenty of people who hadn’t followed the drama wandered in looking confused—and left looking envious.
“…Holy crap! I remember this manager. Wasn’t he Jian Feiyang’s manager before? The insanely hardcore one who dragged his own artist into a three-day, two-night live survival training?”
“??? Can the person above explain more? That sounds kind of intense?”
“I remember it too! I watched Jian Feiyang’s episode of that variety show back then! It went something like this: Jian Feiyang looked young and inexperienced, right? He got assigned to the worst group, and everyone thought their team was doomed. Then bam—he starts by carving hiking staffs for everyone, finds insect-repellent herbs on the spot, and after that it’s like he turned on cheat mode, finding edible fruits and food nonstop. People even accused him of having a script with the production team, and it blew up pretty badly!”
“What? Uh… that doesn’t sound scripted?”
“Relax, I’m not done yet! After that, their manager straight-up dropped a video to slap people in the face. Absolute madman—he took his own artist into a tropical rainforest and did a full simulated survival training. A lot of what Jian Feiyang later used on the show came directly from that training. Just tell me—how hardcore is a manager like that?”
“Damn—kind of brutal.”
“Wait WHAT??? I actually missed such a juicy piece of gossip? I’m going back to catch up right now! Anyone know if the video’s still around?”
“I think it’s still pinned on Manager Fan’s Weibo. Knock yourselves out.”
As a result, Fan Qing’s Weibo was flooded with people dropping by to watch and check in.
That training video really was insanely hardcore. After watching it, a lot of people were left completely stunned.
“66666. I thought people were trolling me, but it’s actually real! Holy crap, this is way too hardcore. Are managers this competitive now???”
“My entire family is shook. Th-this is actually real? Jesus. ‘Holy crap’ is literally the only phrase my culturally barren brain can come up with right now.”
“My feelings are complicated. So, uh, how’s Tenghuang doing? Does Manager Fan manage other artists too? I feel like my brother who never seems to break out really needs a hardcore manager like this to knock some sense into him.”
“Don’t even start. Fellow Arctic Circle resident here, crying because mine needs one too.”
For reasons nobody expected, Fan Qing suddenly started receiving a ton of private messages.
He casually opened a couple and, for once, laughed so hard he could barely straighten up.
What even were these? He might be a manager, but he didn’t have the ability to turn everyone from useless to brilliant.
And among all these “self-recommendation letters,” only a tiny handful actually knew how much time their idol still had left on their contract with their original company. The rest were just crying, whining, and selling misery.
Even if he did take a liking to someone like that—what if their contract wasn’t up yet and the company refused to let them go?
There was nothing he could do.
Still, Fan Qing read through all of them seriously.
Unfortunately, he didn’t find anyone suitable.
After scrolling for a bit longer, his phone suddenly rang.
Fan Qing glanced at the screen out of habit.
Nie Luo?
The exhaustion in his eyes instantly brightened.
“Ge?”
“Done with work?”
Nie Luo’s voice made no effort to hide his concern.
“Almost. Just a little left.”
Fan Qing smiled.
“Just a little?”
Nie Luo was a bit puzzled.
“Isn’t the situation looking great right now?”
Fan Qing stretched lazily.
“It’s good, but it’s not good for the actual lead yet.”
He stood up and moved around a bit.
“Before, they were praising President Jian. Now they’re praising me. But what’s the point of praising the two of us? Only when they’re praising Jian Feiyang himself can this whole thing be considered truly resolved.”
Nie Luo immediately understood.
He wasn’t surprised—but he was impressed.
He had always known how capable A-Qing was, but being able to hold onto his principles and see the essence of things even at a moment like this—very few people could do that.
After a brief pause, his voice lowered, gentle and warm.
“A-Qing really is the best manager.”
Did Nie Luo see the trending topics too?
The thought flashed through Fan Qing’s mind, only to be completely overwhelmed by that sexy voice, which made his heart itch uncontrollably.
He hadn’t forgotten—starting today, plus the two days off he’d traded with Young Master Jin.
The moment he thought of that, Fan Qing was suddenly full of energy again.
Vacations were not something to waste.
“A-Qing?”
Nie Luo sounded confused.
Why had he gone quiet?
Nie Luo frowned slightly. Could it be… A-Qing was shy?
The next second, Fan Qing’s voice came through the phone, thick with temptation.
“I’ll finish up very soon, ge. Don’t forget—I still have two days off.”
The way he bit down on “two days” was loaded with implication, and Nie Luo’s heart skipped a beat.
Before he could respond, Fan Qing had already hung up.
Nie Luo held the phone in his hand, his sharp, handsome brows knitting together as he fell into deep thought.
But…
A-Qing hadn’t slept for two whole days already.
Could his body really handle it?
So before this… had he actually not satisfied A-Qing?
Nie Luo slowly began to question his entire existence.