My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 862 - 860: There’s Something I Don’t Know Whether to Say or Not

Facing Fu Jinghen’s cold gaze, Feng Li swallowed and fell silent.

It seemed like his attempt to ease the situation had failed.

After a while, Fu Jinghen suddenly spoke, "Isn’t the style of this magazine a bit improper?"

"?"

Feng Li was momentarily stunned, then cautiously reminded, "President Fu, the audience of MAN magazine is male."

The implication was, it’s not improper at all; it’s just the magazine’s shooting style.

"Hmm." Fu Jinghen nodded, speaking to himself, "You also think I’m right, huh."

Feng Li: "?"

When did I say that? I don’t remember.

Why are you having a monologue here?

"Contact the editor of MAN magazine and give them some advice."

Feng Li paused for a moment, then said, "President Fu, I’m not sure if I should say this."

Fu Jinghen looked at Feng Li, who had a face that said, "Although I know this is nonsense, I still hope you’ll let me say it," and lifted his hand, "Go ahead."

He was curious to see what kind of colorful commentary Feng Li would come up with.

"President Fu, you might as well just order the magazine to be shut down."

Fu Jinghen didn’t speak, just gave him a cool sidelong glance.

He shouldn’t have let Feng Li open his mouth.

Feng Li could see from Fu Jinghen’s expression that he was thinking, "Are you the boss or am I the boss? Are you teaching me how to do my job?" He raised his hand to shield his face, blocking some of the intensity from Fu Jinghen’s gaze, and stepped back.

"Boss, don’t worry, I’ll contact their editor now."

As his words fell, Feng Li successfully retreated to the doorway. He opened the door and quickly disappeared from Fu Jinghen’s view.

After he left, Fu Jinghen picked up the magazine again.

MAN really understands men. The woman on the cover had captivating eyes, seductive and charming, like a fairy draining one’s energy. Just a brief eye contact with her could steal one’s soul.

Wen Qiao had a strong presence in front of the camera. It was just a flat photo, yet it felt as though she was staring right at you. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Fu Jinghen stared at Wen Qiao on the cover for a while, hearing his own heartbeat grow faster and heavier.

He dialed the internal line and called Feng Li back in.

Feng Li pushed the door open a crack, poking his head in, "President Fu, what’s up?"

"Why are you sneaking around the door like that?" Fu Jinghen frowned at him, "Come in."

"Got it."

Feng Li took a few quick steps to the desk, stood still, and placed his hands clasped in front of him, "President Fu, I’m here for your instructions."

"These photos..."

Fu Jinghen tapped the magazine on the table, and Feng Li instinctively looked at it. Before he could say anything, Fu Jinghen sent a sharp gaze his way: "Did I tell you to look?"

"..."

Feng Li immediately moved his gaze away, feeling wronged and ready to cry out.

He didn’t even want to look.

It was just a reflex, why be so harsh?

To avoid seeing anything he shouldn’t, Feng Li stared directly at Fu Jinghen, and asked pitifully, "President Fu, what’s wrong with the photos?"

"Contact them and get a copy of the original photos for this set."

"The originals? No need to contact them for that." Feng Li said while taking out his phone, "They’ve already posted them on the official blog. I’ll find them for you. Look, you can just save them directly from Weibo."