food idol

Chapter 301

But Fu Ziqing is not the kind of Holy Mother and Father, and luck is also a kind of strength, besides, Kang Zheng and Qi Huang's gang committed suicide, and if they were shot at the gunpoint, it would be considered Fu Ziqing's victory!
The world is so big, there are too many talented but unlucky people in the circle, sympathize with each one?How can he have that spare time?
Besides, as an artist, he can't even manage his own image well, so he deserves to be disqualified. Who is to blame?
However, all of this is based on a major premise: that is, all these dirty things have nothing to do with me!
But now, someone actually said that his uncle did it on purpose!

It turned out that it had already been spread like this in private, thanks to him being complacent all the time!
Seeing Fu Ziqing's complexion change with their own eyes, the three singers immediately felt extremely relieved, and continued to add embellishment, "Don't put on such an appearance, why don't you pretend to be ignorant!"

"Hmph, although I hate Kangzheng, at least he has a bit of real material, much better than some Guanghui stabbing people in the back!"

"If I had known about us, I would have fucked it!!"

The three were still swearing at each other, but Fu Ziqing suddenly seemed to go crazy, pushed them away and rushed out, and disappeared after three turns.

The joy of winning the award just now was long gone. Fu Ziqing suppressed the anger in his heart, crushed it all the way with his dark complexion and the low pressure of not getting close to others, and then directly broke into his uncle, Fu Wenqiang's lounge.

The venue for the reception was the banquet hall of a five-star hotel. There was a lounge stretching out from the hall, and several important guests each occupied a room, and Fu Wenqiang was no exception.

"Last Proposal"

When Fu Ziqing broke in, Fu Wenqiang's assistant was giving a report to him. The two of them who were unprepared were startled by the loud sound of breaking in, and the report had to be interrupted.

Glancing at the dark-faced Fu Ziqing, Fu Wenqiang was a little displeased, but after all, he was the eldest brother's only son and a nephew whom he had picked up by himself, so he had no choice but to wave his hand and let the assistant go out first.

"How many times have I said, knock on the door before entering the house," Fu Wenqiang said with a frown, and raised his chin again, "Sit down." He bowed and took out the wine bottle from the ice bucket of the small cart next to him.

Fu Ziqing didn't do it either, just walked forward a few steps, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at Fu Wenqiang who was behind the table, "You really did what happened to Qihuang?"

Fu Wenqiang paused while pouring the wine, then nodded, "Understood? Yes, I did it."

The last trace of luck in his heart was crushed, Fu Zi's face turned pale, and he said loudly, "Why do you do this!"

Fu Wenqiang glanced at him and sneered, "Why, isn't it for you?!"

"I don't need it!" Fu Ziqing blocked back without thinking, feeling dissatisfied with this uncle for the first time.

Fu Wenqiang put the wine glass heavily on the table, "No need? I think you are very happy to win the award!" Seeing what Fu Ziqing wanted to say, he said sharply, "Don't talk about me, rely on strength Talk, tell yourself, in the past few years since your debut, has Kang Zheng won more awards or you? Is it his record sales or yours?"

Fu Ziqing's words were full of words that were blocked back, her throat was choked up, her face was blue and white, she was very embarrassed, but she was full of dissatisfaction.

Fu Wenqiang did not soften his heart, and continued to use strong medicine, "I won't count? I have already calculated it for you. On average, every time that Kang Zheng wins an award three times, or triggers two and a half topics, you can win once! Strength? Hmph .”

Being told by his own uncle, Fu Ziqing couldn't help being annoyed and said: "I can solve those by myself! And my fans are no less than him, so I don't need to come here, it's not fair! How can you let me mess around in the future!"

(End of this chapter)