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Chapter 332 Feng Kuzi Comes to Apologize

Chen Xiu didn't think about what happened at the dinner party after leaving Feng Kuzi's house.

He thought it was just a frivolous affair between middle-aged, greasy men, and that it would be over soon.

Unexpectedly, the scene of Feng Kuzi's dinner party was filmed by a busybody hiding in a corner and posted on Douyin.

This has caused quite a stir.

"How about we have the female lead from our film 'Youth' perform a dance?"

“...I noticed that Miao Miao seemed to be trembling the whole time she came in…”

"Just a simple demonstration."

"Haven't you guys ever seen dancing before?"

The video begins with Miao Miao's appearance, followed by Feng Kuzi inviting her to dance in public. Chen Xiu then intervenes to defuse the situation, with the crowd egging her on. Chen Xiu laughs and scolds Feng Kuzi, who insists that Miao Miao dance. Finally, Chen Xiu gets up and leaves...

Netizens who love to gossip naturally couldn't help but comment on such exciting content.

Almost all netizens praised Chen Xiu's performance, and many fans even said that they hadn't chosen the wrong person to support.

There are also some netizens whose thinking is quite different from that of ordinary people. In order to show that their views are different from others, they will post some ridiculous and illogical comments under the video.

"In the end, didn't it still not help Miao Miao?"

"I think Chen Xiu is a hypocrite. He's so capable, yet he lets those disgusting, greasy men get away with it."

"A young girl was forced to dance, and you, a grown man, just walked away??"

These comments stand out starkly against the backdrop of widespread praise.

Chen Xiu's personal fans naturally wouldn't tolerate these trolls, and immediately went to the comments section to attack them.

"What do you mean you didn't help Miao Miao? Out of so many people, only Chen Xiu spoke up for her twice. Are you blind?"

"Another 'know-it-all' has arrived. What does it mean to have real power? The place in the video is Feng Xiaogang's house. Chen Xiu has already done a lot to get to this point. Does he really have to take action for a female celebrity he doesn't even know?"

"Do you even know that Miao Miao is a contracted artist with Huayi? Why are you staying instead of leaving?"

"..."

Compared to comments that highlight individuality, the relentless, harassing replies from Chen Xiu's fans are clearly more in line with the values ​​of normal netizens.

After all, it's enough that someone would speak up for a female celebrity they don't know twice when she's being harassed.

Those who say Chen Xiu hasn't done enough can only make noise online; they probably won't even utter a single word in real life.

Chen Xiu's performance may still cause some controversy among netizens.

The comments from netizens about the other people at the dinner party were very consistent.

Those who shouted the loudest were all described as greasy and disgusting.

As for Feng Xiaogang himself, netizens said he had become arrogant and conceited.

Because Chen Daoming didn't seize the opportunity to speak out, nor did he join the crowd in shouting, the evaluation of him is rather bland.

This "Youthful Days Banquet" incident has already been successfully recorded in the history of the entertainment industry, and even a few years from now, it will still be remembered and discussed by netizens.

Despite the uproar online, Feng Kuzi, the person involved, didn't really care about the netizens' opinions.

However, he couldn't help but care about Chen Xiu's opinion.

It was a perfectly good family dinner, where everyone ate, drank, and had fun together. Even if people had different interests and couldn't get along, that was a private matter. But someone filmed this private matter and posted it on Douyin!
After something like this happened, who would dare to eat at Feng Kuzi's house?

Or perhaps Chen Xiu might wonder: What do you mean by this, Feng Kuzi? I gave you face by going to your house for dinner, and you ended up having someone secretly record me?

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Kuzi hurriedly rushed to Datang Film Studio to apologize.

"How could things have turned out this way?"

Chen Xiu leaned back in her office chair, placed her coffee cup on the table, turned the chair around, and frowned as she looked at the empty wall in front of her.

A moment later, Feng Kuzi, who was standing upright in front of the desk behind him, said with a troubled expression, "President Chen, we've found the person who filmed the video. It's the waiter we hired from outside that night..."

"Another temporary worker?"

Chen Xiu interrupted Feng Kuzi, turned the chair around, looked up and stared intently at him, then suddenly laughed.

"Ha, Director Feng, you invited me to your home for dinner and even had someone filming the scene. What are you trying to get on my nerves?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Chen, this is really a misunderstanding. I never imagined there would be such a person!"

Feng Kuzi denied it with a look of fear on his face, while at the same time giving Zhang Zili a wink, hoping that he could say a few words on his behalf.

Zhang Zili simply stood there without saying a word, completely ignoring Feng Kuzi's plea for help.

Seeing that he was isolated and helpless, Feng Kuzi had no choice but to defend himself in desperation: "President Chen, if I had known about such a person, I definitely wouldn't have dared to be so unrestrained that night!"

"What you said makes some sense."

Chen Xiu nodded in agreement, thinking to herself: This is more like negative news for Feng Kuzi; he shouldn't be capable of such self-harm...

"Even if it wasn't you, this still happened in your home. As the person involved, are you really going to just shift the blame to some temporary worker?"

"..."

Feng Kuzi moved his lips hesitantly, his eyes showing a mixture of grievance and helplessness.

After a moment, he tentatively suggested, "Mr. Chen, how about I treat you to a meal next time to apologize, and then punish myself with three drinks..."

"Alright, alright, I probably won't go to your dinner party again!"

Chen Xiu got up from her seat, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Feng Kuzi.

Looking at the piercing eyes and extraordinary demeanor of the young man before him, Feng Kuzi, who had come to apologize, already felt intimidated. Feng Kuzi felt that if Chen Xiu made any demands of him to apologize, he would certainly not dare to refuse.

However, Chen Xiu said, "I attended this banquet to express my gratitude to Director Feng for his help on Weibo before the New Year, but this happened... Fortunately, I personally did not suffer any losses, so there's no need for apologies. Let's leave it at that!"

Feng Kuzi's expression relaxed subconsciously, but he immediately regretted it.

He knew that if he left Chen Xiu's office today, all his previous sycophantic remarks on Weibo would have been for nothing.

In order not to ruin the personal relationship he had built with Chen Xiugang, Feng Kuzi quickly racked his brains, and then his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Chen, I actually have something else to discuss with you today."

"Oh?"

Chen Xiu gave Feng Kuzi a scrutinizing look, signaling him to continue.

Feng Kuzi pursed his lips awkwardly and said, "At the banquet that night, I overheard some friends in the industry talking about President Chen. They said you're pretentious and arrogant, and they're planning to trip you up..."

"So, you people in Beijing's elite circles have a problem with me?"

"No, no, no, maybe just one or two people."

"What do they want?"

"I'm not entirely sure about the specifics. It's also possible that they were just talking nonsense while drunk, and it will all be over when they sober up."

"Hehe, it's about your dinner party again."

Chen Xiu glanced at Feng Kuzi, and a sense of disgust arose in her heart once again for their kind of clique culture.

Feng Kuzi gave an awkward smile. He had been in a dilemma because he had thought of this.

"Thanks for reminding me. Whether they're just talking nonsense while drunk or they're really planning something, I'm not going to get along with you guys anyway..."

"Mr. Chen, it's not you, it's them."

Feng Kuzi corrected him in a low voice, flatteringly saying, "I can still change it."

"..."

Chen Xiu stared at him blankly, then nodded with a smile on her lips, almost bursting out laughing.

After dealing with Feng Kuzi and sending him away, Chen Xiu went to look at Zhang Zili, who hadn't said a word.

"Self-reliance, is there something you need?"

"It's Director Feng..."

"This has nothing to do with you. I don't even blame him, so why would I hold a grudge against you?"

Zhang Zili gave an awkward laugh. Back when he was at Huayi, he was often the target of Wang Zhonglei's anger. This skill had become muscle memory, but now, facing a magnanimous boss, it was no longer useful.

Chen Xiu returned to her desk, looked at the empty coffee cup, and was about to go out to get a drink when she turned around and found that Zhang Zili seemed to still have something to say.

"You still have work to say?"

"Boss, the last time you asked me to discuss the 'Detective Chinatown 2' box office celebration banquet with General Manager Wei, there's been a result. The guest list and banquet standards need your confirmation."

"Leave the document; I'll look at it later."

"Ok."

Zhang Zili placed the documents on the table with both hands and tiptoed out of the office.

Chen Xiu quickly glanced through the documents, confirmed there were no problems, and then took the cup and went out.

Arriving at the tea room, I quickly operated the coffee machine and a cold Americano was ready.

Just as he was about to pick up his coffee and turn back, a surprised and expectant voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Boss, you've come for coffee?"

"Um……"

She looked at Tian Xinwei, whose dimples were deep and whose almond eyes were shining, as she jogged towards her.

A hint of doubt flashed in Chen Xiu's eyes, then she uttered a probing question: "Why haven't you gone to school yet?"

"The Shanghai Theatre Academy hasn't started classes yet, what would I do there?" Tian Xinwei replied in a playful voice.

To avoid turning her conversation with Chen Xiu into a boring question-and-answer session, she took the initiative and brought up a topic she had already prepared.

"Boss, we can start filming together soon!"

"Soon? You got the role in 'The Xuanwu Gate Incident'?"

"Yes! I play Princess Yang, the wife of King Qi, and I have quite a few scenes with you."

"..."

Chen Xiu stared at Tian Xinwei, who had "killed" her with two index fingers, and suddenly laughed, "Do I need to rehearse with you beforehand?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaotian immediately hid her hands behind her back, and her carefree smile became tinged with shyness.

"Hehe, let's go back to the film set and rehearse."

"Okay! Is there anything else?"

"Hmm~, that's all."

"I'll be going now, bye-bye."

Watching Chen Xiu's smiling figure leave, Tian Xinwei stood there for a long time, then her eyes widened in realization, and she exclaimed inwardly: Damn it! I actually let him control me...

(End of this chapter)