Some content in the beauty section of RQ magazine did contain Japanese content without indicating the source. But what they copied from was not Japanese beauty magazines, but beauty videos on YouTube.
People who watched beauty videos usually didn’t remember everything the anchor said, so this kind of handling was indeed very careful. It was just that the translator was not very good at translating other people’s original work into Chinese, which revealed that the content came from Japanese.
In addition, the beauty anchor had unique opinions on the use of a certain eyeshadow, and suggested that this eyeshadow was best used as lipstick, and RQ magazine copied it, so the anchor’s fans immediately recognized it.
The next thing was simple: The beauty anchor quickly released a new video. She first complained about the lack of copyright awareness in some media, then thanked those who discovered and spread this matter, and finally hoped that everyone would protect and respect originality.
The domestic Japanese subtitle team brought this video back to China, and it was reported by some self-media. Public opinion immediately targeted RQ magazine.
Although RQ magazine will not be sanctioned by the law for this, it has ruined its popularity and received criticism from people.
Of course, there was no need to think about the cooperation of Company A. Wen Jiaxuan got the exact news from Bai Sijun, and he was so happy that his heart was bubbling.
If sponsoring was just a matter of playing the role of an intermediary, ultimately negotiated by Zhang Zhitao, then this time resolving the competition relies entirely on his leadership, and ultimately, it is also his connections that come into play.
Wen Jiaxuan leaned on the sofa’s armrest and scrolled through the topic #RQ copied the Japanese up anchor# on Weibo, feeling a little complicated for no reason.
Since graduating, the harsh realities of society have made Wen Jiaxuan realize that his survival skills were essentially zero. If it weren’t for the stroke of luck in meeting Wu Zehao, he might still be a gullible student struggling to mature.
But it was different now. For the first time, he felt that he could really accomplish something, instead of being unreliable like before.
“I’m going to buy groceries. What do you feel like eating today?” Wu Zehao reached out from behind the sofa and scratched Wen Jiaxuan’s chin. In the past, he never sought Wen Jiaxuan’s opinion when buying groceries, but today he asked what Wen Jiaxuan wanted to eat, indicating that he was in a good mood at the moment.
“I want to eat hairy crab,” Wen Jiaxuan said, squinting his eyes with a look of enjoyment.
“Okay.” Wu Zehao took back his hand, “I’ll listen to my wife.”
Wen Jiaxuan immediately sat up from the sofa, propping himself up with his hands on the back of the sofa chair, and asked Wu Zehao, “What did you call me?”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
“Wife.” Wu Zehao pinched Wen Jiaxuan’s cheek.
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“Sure,” Wu Zehao hugged Wen Jiaxuan’s waist. “I’ll make something delicious for you later.”
“That’s not enough.” Wen Jiaxuan chuckled, “Call me my wife.”
Wu Zehao playfully slapped Wen Jiaxuan’s buttocks and asked, “Are you teasing me?”
“Say it.” Wen Jiaxuan used his annoying skills again, “I want to hear it.”
Wu Zehao smiled helplessly, bit his ear and said, “My dear wife.”
“Be good.” Wen Jiaxuan ruffled Wu Zehao’s hair playfully, only to be spanked again.
After dinner, the two of them, as usual, lazily leaned on the sofa to watch the evening news. Once the familiar opening music faded away, the host began reporting on today’s date.
“Good evening, dear viewers, today is… Friday, according to the lunar calendar…”
Wen Jiaxuan suddenly sat up straight from the back of the sofa, staring at the television and exclaimed, “Today is already Friday?”
“You will need to go back the day after tomorrow.” Wu Zehao reminded.
“Then I’ll change the ticket…” Wen Jiaxuan said and picked up the mobile phone beside him.
Wu Zehao held him down and said, “Your temporary ID is about to expire. If we delay any longer, you won’t be able to go back.”
“Then I won’t go back.” Wen Jiaxuan said with a sigh, “Boss, I will take the exam here.”
“How do you take the test here?”
” I’ve checked. I just need a local residence permit or a proof of employment to enroll. If you can arrange social security for me and provide a work certificate, I can also get my ID replaced,” Wen Jiaxuan explained.
Wu Zehao paused for a moment, furrowing his brows slightly, and said, “No.”
Wen Jiaxuan was startled: “Why not?”
“The final month is crucial, and you need to invest more energy. Being around me might distract you,” Wu Zehao said, exhaling a sigh and softening his tone. “Moreover, you’ve been busy with RQ Magazine recently, wasting a lot of time. You need a distraction-free environment to concentrate.”
“Doing things for you can’t be considered a waste of time,” Wen Jiaxuan’s lips pursed even more, “and it clearly achieved the expected results. It’s worth the time spent.”
“That’s the problem. Your time shouldn’t be spent on me,” Wu Zehao said without room for negotiation. “If I run into trouble in the next month, can you refrain yourself from getting involved?”
“I won’t involve myself,” Wen Jiaxuan shook his head. “I have good self-discipline. Your influence won’t affect me.”
“Your self-discipline is that good?” Wu Zehao smirked. “I’ve never seen someone with worse self-discipline than you.”
“My self-discipline is really good,” Wen Jiaxuan frowned. “You underestimate me.”
Wu Zehao didn’t want to engage in meaningless arguments. He reached out, pulled Wen Jiaxuan into his arms, kissed him a few times, and soon, Wen Jiaxuan’s resistance weakened as he clung to Wu Zehao’s neck, saying, “More.”
“Honestly, go home,” Wu Zehao pushed away the clingy Wen Jiaxuan.
“You stinky boss,” Wen Jiaxuan retreated to the other side of the sofa, glowering at Wu Zehao. “I don’t think you have good self-discipline; you just can’t resist at all!”
“…” Wu Zehao took a deep breath, smiling. “Provoking me won’t work.”
Wen Jiaxuan was helpless and had to give up. However, even until the evening, he didn’t acknowledge Wu Zehao. After getting into bed, he kept his back turned to his boss, refusing to let Wu Zehao hold him.
“Go away. You’ve already lost your wife,” Wen Jiaxuan removed Wu Zehao’s hand from his waist and moved to the edge of the bed.
“Jiajia, you’re leaving the day after tomorrow in the afternoon. Are you sure you won’t let me hug you?” Wu Zehao asked.
Wen Jiaxuan snorted softly, determinedly saying, “I want to show you how strong my willpower is.”
Wu Zehao sighed, turned over to lie flat on his back, and stared at the ceiling. “Tomorrow, I’ll take you out for a day. Interested?”
Wen Jiaxuan remained silent, but he secretly perked up his ears.
“To the water town near X city, just for a day and night. We’ll be back the day after tomorrow morning, and then head to the airport in the afternoon,” Wu Zehao paused. “Do you want to go?”
Wen Jiaxuan involuntarily leaned back a bit and asked, “Is it for work?”
“No work. The September issue of the magazine has been finalized and handed over to Company A. I have a few free days ahead, just want to take you out for some fun.”
“Are you sure… there is no need to follow a schedule?” Wen Jiaxuan asked again.
Wu Zehao was a planner, and once he set a plan, it had to be followed without any deviation, even if his legs were about to give out. Once he decided to go somewhere, he would go.
“No plan, just going around, relaxing for a day.”
Wen Jiaxuan, with some reluctance, turned over to face Wu Zehao. Half of his face was hidden beneath the blanket as he asked, “What if I can’t walk anymore? Can I skip it?”
“Wife says go, we go; wife says stop, we stop,” Wu Zehao replied.
Wen Jiaxuan flashed a smug look, his lips curled up, “When did you become so flexible with no principles?”
Wu Zehao pulled Wen Jiaxuan into his arms, saying, “You are my principle.”
This whole chapter got me giggling with these two!! Thank you to the Japanese girlies who helped take RQ down! (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b
These two are stinky cute and so into each other
Get me a man who would say ‘you are my principle’ hdhddjkd 😭♥