He looked so well-behaved and adorable, how could he be associated with prostitution?
However, everyone has a gossiping heart. Seeing such explosive news, netizens couldn't resist their curiosity and clicked to view it one by one.
They clicked, and were stunned.
"Holy crap, it's actually true! The photos are so clear!"
"My cousin is a fan of Wang Chenyu. She used to gossip that Wang Chenyu had a mole on his collarbone, and the man in the photo has one too, in the exact same spot. It has to be him."
"I never expected that he would be so disgusting in private, despite his charismatic demeanor."
"Trash, scum, dog man, pervert. The entertainment industry is full of these rotten people. It's no wonder things are so chaotic."
"As expected of Huasheng Media's heavily promoted star, he really plays dirty. What kind of company, what kind of artist."
"There's a photo of him getting into a police car. It looks like he was reported by a concerned citizen and then justice was served by the police, which is why he looks so dishevelled."
"Caught red-handed in prostitution by the police, his career is over!"
"The wilder he played before, the more embarrassed he is now. What a shocking scandal."
Since the photos were so clear, even capturing the mole on Wang Chenyu's body, no matter how much netizens doubted, they had to believe it was Wang Chenyu.
This exposé, with massive reposts and comments from netizens, quickly climbed to the top of the trending searches.
Huasheng Media convened an emergency meeting overnight.
All the high-level executives looked grave, their faces grim, as if they had been shortchanged by several hundred million.
CEO Zheng Yueshan angrily smashed his phone on the desk: "Look at this yourselves! What is all this rubbish!"
The phone displayed a Weibo page showing the content of Wang Chenyu being caught for prostitution.
"What kind of manager is Lai Yuejing (the man in the pink suit)? He didn't even take precautions while playing around, and actually let those damn paparazzi take such high-definition photos?"
Zheng Yueshan was so furious that he repeatedly slammed the table, cursing Lai Yuejing as useless.
If the pictures were slightly blurry, they could have explained it away as malicious marketing accounts using fabricated images to slander Wang Chenyu.
But with such high-definition shots, capturing even the mole on Wang Chenyu's body, there was no way to deny it.
Lai Yuejing, who was not present, had quickly called to report the incident to Zheng Yueshan after it happened.
Now, being lambasted by Zheng Yueshan, he felt incredibly wronged.
Idol stars were difficult to manage, each with a worse temper than the last.
They acted recklessly, relying on fan support, and loved to indulge.
If they weren't allowed to indulge, they wouldn't work seriously. What could he, an employee, do?
When they played too hard and their image collapsed, he was the first one to get blamed.
Being a manager was like this, a mouse in a bellows, caught between a rock and a hard place, always doing something wrong.
Lai Yuejing felt wronged and gritted his teeth in resentment.
Which damned paparazzi was so unethical?
If you're going to sneak photos, fine. After taking them, send them over and ask for some money, wouldn't that settle it?
Why did you have to blow it up so big, even involving the police? You're deliberately pushing Wang Chenyu into a fiery pit, aren't you?
Damn it, damn it, truly damn it.
But now, complaining was useless.
The immediate priority was to find a way to suppress this matter.
The company had invested too much money in Wang Chenyu. They hadn't recouped their investment yet, so they couldn't let him sink.