novelODS Chapter 408 There will definitely be an explanation.
Chapter 408 There will definitely be an explanation.
Zhang Jindong was seething with anger and, wanting someone to vent it on, immediately poured out the whole story from beginning to end.
"I just called the executive director of Feizhu as Ning Xue instructed, asking them to change the location or increase security. But those bastards in the Chinese entertainment industry were incredibly arrogant! They insisted we were just small-time streamers, didn't take the offline blockade seriously at all, and even mocked me for making a fuss. Then they just hung up the phone!"
Zhang Jindong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in circles. Suddenly, he picked up his phone:
"No way, those Feizhu bastards are unreliable, I definitely can't handle the situation by myself!"
"I need to call Ning Xue."
"She's clear-headed. I'll ask her what to do next. It would be best if she came with me to the scene to oversee things!"
As he spoke, Zhang Jindong pressed the dial button with his thumb.
"Snapped!"
A large, bony hand suddenly reached out, bringing a sharp gust of wind, and snatched the phone from Zhang Jindong's hand.
Jiang Feng's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't even look at Zhang Jindong, but instead looked down at the WeChat chat history on the screen, which hadn't yet switched to the call interface.
On the screen, Fang Ningxue's long string of extremely calm and collected instructions was clearly visible.
Jiang Feng's gaze was fixed on the time those messages were sent—04:20 AM.
Then, I saw the one from this morning—07:00 AM.
Jiang Feng frowned, a warm feeling welling up inside him.
How could I not be moved at this moment?
To deal with this mess for him, Fang Ningxue stayed up all night, which made her already severely exhausted body even worse.
Moreover, Ning Xue must have personally witnessed the overwhelming "ambiguous leaks" while compiling this intelligence.
What was she feeling as she sat alone in her cold, empty dorm room, typing out those absolutely rational commands?
The bitterness and sorrow that Jiang Feng could imagine were probably less than one ten-thousandth of what she actually felt.
And now, Zhang Jindong actually wants to call this person, who hasn't slept all night and is exhausted, to come offline to suffer.
The call has been connected.
Fang Ningxue's voice, heavy with exhaustion and hoarse, came through the receiver:
"Jin Dong, what did Feizhu say? I'll go to the scene with you..."
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and held the phone to his ear.
His voice had unconsciously softened a bit.
"Ning Xue".
"it's me."
On the other end of the phone, Fang Ningxue, who was about to leave, suddenly caught her breath and couldn't say a word.
Jiang Feng's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable power.
"Now, right now, go to bed."
"No." Fang Ningxue bit her pale lips tightly, forcing herself to maintain the professional demeanor of a head housekeeper. "Something's definitely going to go wrong offline today. Zhang Jindong can't handle it alone, I have to..."
"Leave the rest of the mess to me."
"It's just some fan club tactics."
"I'm not some Chinese entertainment idol they can manipulate. I'm a streamer, a professional player, and an esports player who lets my skills, character, and ability speak for themselves."
"You did a perfect job last night. I'll handle the rest myself. When I get back, I'll give you a clear explanation."
Fang Ningxue remained silent on the other end of the phone.
That unyielding spirit that had held up all night began to crumble the moment it heard the words "Leave it to me."
Jiang Feng stood by the dormitory window, watching the rising sun, his tone becoming softer, even carrying a hint of favoritism that he himself was unaware of:
"Also, Zhengfeng Esports needs to hire a few senior executives to share the workload."
Fang Ningxue's heart tightened, instinctively thinking that Jiang Feng thought she was incompetent. Just as she was about to explain, she heard Jiang Feng's low, husky voice, tinged with amusement, come through the receiver:
"Don't overthink it, it's not that I'm afraid you'll seize power."
Jiang Feng paused, his voice incredibly gentle:
"I just feel that if you're always working non-stop, how will we hang out in the future?"
How can we play together?
Those five simple words were like a ray of sunlight piercing the polar night, instantly illuminating Fang Ningxue's cold and lonely dormitory room.
She gripped her phone tightly, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.
That night, the feelings of inferiority and bitterness I experienced while looking at those ambiguous leaked photos, and the grievances and exhaustion I felt in the face of endless malicious comments, were completely shattered and dissolved by this selfish and biased statement.
With Jiang Feng's promise, she suddenly felt incredibly at ease.
As soon as the energy that had sustained them all night dissipated, a wave of intense fatigue washed over them.
Fang Ningxue's voice was very soft, as gentle as a pool of warm water.
"I'm waiting for you."
"Okay, go to sleep. Goodnight."
Jiang Feng paused for a moment, then added that belated reassurance.
The phone hangs up.
Meanwhile, in dormitory 214.
Jiang Feng slowly put down his phone.
The moment the call ended, the warmth and gentleness in his eyes vanished completely. When he turned to look at Zhang Jindong, his expression was extremely serious.
"Eastern Shanxi".
Jiang Feng's voice was low but extremely serious.
Have you figured out your own position?
Zhang Jindong was stunned by this sudden change of expression:
"Huh? Fuko, I..."
"You are my assistant, my business partner, and a future agent who will be able to work independently!"
Jiang Feng spoke sternly, looking at Zhang Jindong, who was still not used to his new identity:
"When something happens, your first reaction isn't to try to solve it yourself, but to call Fang Ningxue for instructions?"
"Do I have to rely on her for everything? What am I supposed to do then? Should I just pay Ning Xue two salaries?"
Zhang Jindong froze, his face instantly turning bright red, after being reprimanded.
"She's been busy and tired enough these past few days. The reason she found out about this at night is because she was still awake at that time!"
You're actually going to drag someone who hasn't slept all night down offline to argue with haters and deal with an arrogant director?
Jiang Feng dared not think about it.
If Fang Ningxue really went, what would her state of mind be while dealing with the crisis on the spot and watching him and An Ke film those ambiguous scenes?
Jiang Feng stared at him coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife:
"Put away your dependency. You are my business partner, and you need to grow with me."
Following Jiang Feng's words, Zhang Jindong suddenly realized that Fang Ningxue hadn't slept all night.
Thinking back to the pink-bubble-filled photoshoot today, he gasped, wishing he could slap himself across the face right then and there.
"Damn it! Fengzi, I panicked and made a fool of myself! I'm so damn stupid!"
Jiang Feng tossed the phone back to Zhang Jindong and casually grabbed the black windbreaker on the table, putting it on.
The moment he zipped up his jacket, he was as chilling and desolate as the February wind in Hangzhou.
Jiang Feng sneered and strode out of the dormitory.
"Let's go see what kind of trouble the fandom is causing."
The draft from the corridor ruffled the hem of his dark clothes, and Jiang Feng stood ramrod straight.
He wasn't a celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry who was promoted by capital.
He was a tough guy who spent two years as a substitute in youth training in his previous life, fighting his way up step by step from internet cafe tournaments, city tournaments, and secondary leagues!
He's endured the same insults that fan groups in the Chinese entertainment industry have faced. He's also experienced insults that they haven't!
He had seen the dirty tricks they had witnessed. He had also crushed the underworld methods they could never even imagine!
Trying to smear him with this little bit of power?
Let's give it a try!