In the face of Fu Qianshen's onslaught, Rong Jing struck back forcefully. Many people were watching this business battle closely.
These days, Fu Qianshen had been trying to reach Feng Yu, longing for an explanation. When Feng Yu finally answered the phone, a barrage of questions came from the other end.
"What's your relationship with Rong Jing?"
Feng Yu tightened her grip on the phone instantly, clearly annoyed. "Before you ask me this, why don't you explain your relationship with Hu Manyun first!?"
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line. Then he said coldly, "Come out. I'm waiting for you downstairs."
Feng Yu was slightly taken aback. She looked out of the window and, sure enough, saw Fu Qianshen standing outside.
Feng Yu was annoyed. "I hope you understand that we're not legally married! We're just nominal husband and wife. Now I declare our marriage over. Go be with your woman." With that, she hung up the phone.
Fu Qianshen took a sharp breath. When he looked up again, he only saw Feng Yu pulling the curtains shut.
The arrival of Fu Qianshen didn't escape the notice of the "Old King of Hell", who immediately ordered his men to drive him away.
The next day, the news that Hu Manyun was pregnant with a child of the Qiu-Fu family spread like wildfire.
Hu Manyun sat in front of her computer, looking at the online comments with a smug look on her face. She picked up her phone.
"The public opinion has been well - guided this time."
After putting down the phone, she still stared at the online news, seemingly reluctant to look away.
"Qiu-Fu, let's see how you'll handle this."
Since Feng Yu made an appearance last time, a plethora of advertising offers had come pouring in, all hoping to get her on board. However, she declined them all.
When some fans learned that Feng Yu's company sold cosmetics, they spent a fortune to buy the products. Some even invested large sums of money!
As a result, the value of Feng Yu's company skyrocketed overnight!
This outcome took the whole company by surprise. It turned out that Feng Yu was their trump card!
The company was in high spirits and proposed a gathering. Naturally, Feng Yu had no intention of participating.
Evening came, and Feng Yu was still busy with her work.
Just then, the secretary rushed into Feng Yu's office in a hurry.
"Ms. Feng, things are bad. We've received a complaint that our product is defective. The customer said her face broke out after using it!"
Feng Yu frowned. "Has the problem been resolved?"
The secretary pursed her lips and shook her head. "The customer is asking for 100,000 yuan. Otherwise, she'll make a fuss online!"
Feng Yu rubbed the bridge of her nose.
"Where is she now? Ask her to come and see me. I'll handle it personally."
The secretary looked hesitant.
"This... This might not be appropriate. You're the president after all."
Feng Yu waved her hand, clearly not caring about her status.
Sure enough, when she got to the first - floor lobby, the woman causing trouble was visibly stunned when she saw Feng Yu. She never expected to be received by the highest - ranking person in the company. For a moment, she felt a bit awkward.
Feng Yu sat on the sofa and said with a smile, "The company's managers and employees have gone for a dinner. Now I'll talk to you."
Feng Yu exuded a strong aura. Even without doing anything, she made the woman stutter.
"I... I used your cosmetics, and my skin broke out. How are you going to compensate me!" The woman was wearing a hat and a mask. Feng Yu couldn't see the condition of her face, so she asked her to take off the mask.
When the woman removed the mask, her face was covered in red dots.
Feng Yu immediately knew it was an infection. She reached out her hand. "Let me see the cosmetics you used."
Obviously, the woman hesitated. She said bluntly, "I'm telling you, it's because of your cosmetics. What's there to explain? Look, this is my medical report!"
Feng Yu took the report and examined it carefully. Then she burst out laughing.
"Your medical report doesn't match your condition at all. It's not acne but an infection caused by using inferior cosmetics. If you continue using them, you might as well forget about your face."
"I bet you've been using them for quite some time. Are you trying to extort money from my company on purpose?"
Feng Yu leaned back on the sofa, crossing her legs. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and she spoke calmly. Her calm demeanor was enough to rattle the woman in front of her.
The woman rummaged through her bag in a hurry and took out a powder compact. Then she said haughtily, "See! This is the powder compact sold by your company! I got like this because of it."
Feng Yu observed it carefully and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Miss, don't try to pass off a fake as a real one. The appearance is indeed ours, but the powder inside is not from our company." Feng Yu looked up at the woman again.
The woman felt uncomfortable, and her forehead was covered in fine sweat.
"You... You're talking nonsense. This is your company's product!"
Feng Yu suddenly stood up, her face turning stern. The woman was already intimidated by Feng Yu's natural aura, let alone when she suddenly changed her expression. She almost burst into tears.
Feng Yu's aura was truly overwhelming and terrifying.
"Miss, since this is the case, I'll take this powder compact and have it appraised by an expert. If it's really our problem, you can have your 100,000 yuan. But if you're trying to defraud us, you can expect a lawyer's letter!"
Hearing this, the woman panicked completely and quickly snatched back the powder compact.
"Oh... Oh, I just remembered I have something to do. I... I'll leave first!"
Watching the woman scurry away, Feng Yu curled her lips into a smile.
The secretary beside her couldn't help but cheer for Feng Yu.
Since their sales had soared, there had always been people trying to cause trouble and pick on them.
Feng Yu knew that it was all the doing of rival companies.
Hu Manyun had invested heavily in a rival company of Feng Yu's, which had led to a significant increase in its sales. She also endorsed the company.
It had to be said that Hu Manyun did have some influence. However, she was still not satisfied.
You know, once Feng Yu's promotion campaign started, the sales volume exceeded 100 million yuan in just one day!
Breaking 100 million yuan in a single day was an astonishing feat. Hu Manyun could only manage to break 100,000 yuan a day. The gap between them was huge! They were simply not on the same level.
"Miss Hu, why didn't you let us know in advance when you were coming? We could have prepared better." The president of the Yamei Cosmetics Company flattered her obsequiously.
Hu Manyun sat down on the president's chair nonchalantly. She said coldly, "I'll give you three months. Increase your sales and business value to surpass Feng Yu's company!"
This statement left the president in a quandary. He knew it was impossible to achieve this goal in three months!
But when he saw Fu Qianshen standing behind Hu Manyun, he felt that there was still hope.
"Miss Hu, please rest assured!"