In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Fu Ziyan has been spoiled since she was a child, and playing tennis in the evening is considered a high-intensity exercise for her.

After dinner, she leaned back on the couch, a masseur giving her leg muscles a soothing massage, and soothing music played beside her ears. In this soothing and peaceful atmosphere, Meng Tiao knocked on the door and came in.

"Miss, Zhang Boyao called and said that you were secretly photographed by a small media outlet at a bar the day before yesterday. The tabloid will be printed tonight and will be on sale tomorrow morning."

what? ? ?

Fu Ziyan was in a trance and thought that she had walked into the wrong time and space. Which tabloid was so bold as to publish gossip that was unfavorable to her!

Without the Fu family, the newspaper company under her name can also squeeze into the forefront of Hong Kong's media industry. Although she is not a tycoon, she is definitely not someone that tabloids dare to offend.

Fu Ziyan wasn't angry at all, but rather curious, "Which tabloid?"

Meng Tiao had an expression that was hard to describe. "It's a newly opened newspaper. The owner just moved to Hong Kong from Thailand after being implicated in the coup. He has his own small printing factory."

Fu Ziyan also felt a little speechless. She had just left her hometown in disgrace and came to Hong Kong, but not only did he not keep a low profile, he even dared to provoke her, the "local tyrant".

She raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Then this person is quite brave."

Meng Tiao pursed her lips, "What about the newspaper?"

Fu Ziyan waved her hand indifferently and said, "Just ask someone to buy all the newspapers in advance, but we can't bear the loss."

It wouldn't be worth much if all these tabloids were bought out, but that newspaper couldn't just stab her and get away with it. She was a kind-hearted and good girl, and her demands were not high. She just wanted the newspaper owner to pay her compensation and apologize.

"Yes." Meng Tiao understood what the eldest lady meant. If there was no accident, this tabloid would fall into a deep valley. If there was an accident, it would probably be that the eldest lady took a fancy to it and acquired it.

Meng Tiao left after reporting the news, but Fu Ziyan did not continue to enjoy the peaceful massage time because Ah Hong came to tell her, "Miss, Mr. Xie called."

After a few polite words, Xie Tingze apologized, "Sister Fu, I'm sorry for letting you be secretly photographed in your own territory."

Fu Ziyan chuckled, "Brother Tingze is so well-informed. I, who manage the newspaper, just found out about it."

Xie Tingze laughed heartily. "It's not that I'm well-informed, it's just that this newspaper paparazzi is really arrogant. He secretly photographed you yesterday and today he was showing off to his friends at the bar. I happened to hear it at the bar. This paparazzi is still with me. Do you want him?"

"What a coincidence~" Fu Ziyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you very much, Brother Tingze. I'll arrange for someone to pick it up."

"No big deal," Xie Tingze said casually, as if to show some concern. "Sister Fu, are you bored in Hong Kong these past few days? I'm planning to go to Macau to check out the bar opening environment. Do you want to come with me?"

Fu Ziyan could tell that Xie Tingze knew about her breakup and wanted to invite her out for some fun. A warm feeling welled up in her heart. "I just came back from London. I've been busy dealing with my properties these days, so I don't have time for the moment. Let's go out and play when I'm free."

Xie Tingze was not surprised and smiled, "Okay, then I won't wait for you. The bar business is so good that time waits for no one. I plan to go to Macau for an inspection tomorrow."

The two chatted for a while and then ended the call.

After Fu Ziyan hung up the phone, she told her bodyguard to go get someone. Fu Ziyan was a law-abiding person and had no intention of doing anything wrong. She simply asked the paparazzi to sell her the negatives of the photos he had taken of her, to prevent them from affecting her reputation if they were published years later.

The bodyguard came back quickly with the negatives and the developed photos that the paparazzi had left behind.

Fu Ziyan took the photo.

The photo was taken when she just came out of the bar. There was a mysterious and blurry light behind her. Fu Ziyan was wearing a beige dress with blue and purple feathers. The "Xiguang" orange diamond necklace on her neck was particularly eye-catching. Fu Ziyan just stood there casually, like the king of that world.

Even this "king", whose eyes and nose were slightly red from crying, and whose cheeks were stained red from the smell of alcohol, could not hide his unparalleled charm.

Fu Ziyan chuckled, "It's a pretty good shot, what a pity."

This is a photo destined to never be seen by anyone.

"Miss, we asked around. The paparazzi was originally assigned to film some footage of the Fu family dinner. He happened to see you go to a bar with your friends after the dinner. He thought it was big news, so he kept squatting outside the bar, looking for opportunities to take photos." The bodyguard explained.

Fu Ziyan rubbed her brows. She was really careless because of the breakup, but it was not a big problem. "I know. You guys go and rest."

The tabloid report was just a small matter, and Fu Ziyan's men could resolve it through "reasonable business warfare." Fu Qiyuan had heard about it, but knowing that his daughter could handle it, he did not intervene.

I didn't expect that this group of people would be so swift and skillful in raiding the lair.

"You said Brother Yu Shang took action?" Fu Ziyan's eyes flashed with surprise. She really didn't expect that these little things would actually lead to Chen Yu Shang's help.

Meng Tiao spoke respectfully, "Yes, we were just putting pressure on the tabloid's owner to get him to apologize to you, but he happened to be in Southeast Asia, so Young Master Chen handed him over to us. Not only that, Young Master Chen's people also said that although this boss was implicated in political strife and fled to Hong Kong, he had previously run a business in the Thai media industry for a period of time."

Fu Ziyan curved her eyebrows and smiled, "Then invite him to meet her."

It just so happened that she wanted to expand her newspaper company. Hong Kong was too small. Even if she made it a first-class newspaper in Hong Kong, the profit would not be much due to the limited population base. It was imperative to develop towards Southeast Asia.

Fu Ziyan retracted her assessment of the boss as being "only brave enough". He wasn't stupid at all; he was clearly here to help the development of Yanxin Newspaper Company.

Although it was said that he was “invited”, the meeting was not held at Fu’s house in Taiping Mountain, but at a teahouse near Taiping Mountain.

Fu Ziyan doesn't like to meet strangers on business at home.

The boss's name is Chaiwut Patara. He is a big man. To be honest, Fu Ziyan doesn't show any temperament of a newspaper owner or a cultured person. He looks like a warrior about to go into battle.

Patra was particularly reserved and polite when he saw Fu Ziyan. As soon as he saw Fu Ziyan, he put his hands together in front of his face, bent down to greet her, but what he said was not "Sawadee Ka", but Thai English.

"Ms. Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you. I deeply apologize for publishing gossip about you in the newspaper. It's our newspaper that has offended you."

Fu Ziyan seemed completely unconcerned about the previous offense the person in front of her had committed against her. She was as graceful and elegant as Fu Qiyuan, with a faint smile on her face, "Hello, Mr. Patra."