Chapter 1355 A Mother's Warning

In everyone's character, there are certain parts that are unacceptable to others, even the most wonderful people. So don't blame others, and don't be too hard on yourself.

Zhao Fusheng had always believed that this saying made a lot of sense.

Since Fan Baobao liked acting, let her act; after all, her happiness was what mattered most. As for whether others liked it, that wasn't really that important.

Caring too much about whether others like you is foolish. Being despised in certain situations or looked down upon by some people might actually be a high form of praise.

It's like the legendary class reunion—probably no one remembers that life is a net full of holes. The so-called class reunion is an opportunity, years later, for all attendees to see what time can do, what the years can carve, and how people and things change.

Zhao Fusheng didn't have that many thoughts. Apart from doing business and making money, he had no other messy ideas. The word 'idealist' had never had any connection with him.

You can't expect a middle-aged man who has weathered countless storms and tasted all the hardships of life to still harbor enough kindness toward the world. Being reborn without turning against society was the greatest limit Zhao Fusheng could achieve.

So, the more this was the case, the more Zhao Fusheng hoped Fan Baobao could live simply and happily. That was probably a certain mindset in people.

'Do you really think I can become a Best Actress?' Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng, somewhat surprised. She really hadn't expected him to have such thoughts.

Zhao Fusheng smiled upon hearing this and gently tapped her on the head: 'You silly girl, what's this? Have so little confidence in yourself?'

Fan Baobao blinked her big eyes pitifully and nodded vigorously: 'Yeah, I just don't have confidence.'

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. They say if a person has bad luck once a year, it might be real bad luck. But if a person has bad luck every day, then the problem is definitely with themselves.

If this principle applied to people in the entertainment industry, it would probably mean: if a person fails to get a nomination once, it might be bad luck, but if a person never wins an award throughout their entire acting career, then it's really a problem with their acting skills.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, Fan Baobao wasn't that bad yet, so naturally she had a chance.

'Don't worry, you'll definitely get the Best Actress award, as long as you keep working hard with your current attitude,' Zhao Fusheng comforted his wife.

This was from the heart. In fact, things like Best Actress and Best Actor in the film and television circle often involve great偶然性. Whether a film succeeds often depends on the judges' opinions. Was 'Soulmate' really that good? Did Ma Sichun and Zhou Dongyu's acting really dominate the entire field?

Except for fans and those in fan circles, no one would really think that.

Although acting skills are not limited by age or gender, if all awards were based solely on work quality and actor performance, then the Golden Eagle Best Actress wouldn't be Dilraba Dilmurat.

After all, it's no news that the company where Yang Mi is a shareholder did PR behind the scenes.

Many things in this world are just like that—you can't delve into them or investigate them, because if you analyze them carefully, you'll find that behind the glamorous surface lies a ridiculous answer.

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No one can truly be immortal, no one can last forever. No matter how solid a city wall, it will weather into sand; no matter how mighty a river, it will one day dry up.

But no one can deny—even the most shameless person must admit—that the wall once stood in the world, and the river once flowed for thousands of miles.

After all, some things are meant to be passed down through the world.

And film and television works are undoubtedly among them.

Zhao Fusheng firmly believed this.

'By the way, why did the People's Art Theatre agree to let me take unpaid leave?' Fan Baobao grabbed Zhao Fusheng's arm and asked softly.

She found this really strange. Originally, she planned to resign, but the leaders at the People's Art Theatre kept urging her to stay. Even when she said she couldn't act for two or three years due to marriage and childbirth, they reassured her, saying she should prioritize family first and then consider her career.

To be honest, if Fan Baobao hadn't known how these leaders had treated old-timers like Zhou Qing, she might have thought she had encountered the legendary kind-hearted people.

She had previously learned that the unit usually agreed to resignations in cases like hers, but when it came to her, they made it extremely convenient.

Hearing Fan Baobao's question, Zhao Fusheng shrugged: 'Future Films has several cooperative projects with the People's Art Theatre. Knowing you're my wife, what do you think they would do?'

Fan Baobao blinked and decided to end this unpleasant topic.

Capitalists and the like were the most detestable.

But, she really liked this feeling!

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Li Yuan also liked this feeling.

Watching Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao standing before her, she was in a very good mood.

Li Yuan knew her daughter's temperament well. Fan Baobao had never been a particularly smart child; probably the smartest thing she had ever done was choosing Zhao Fusheng as her man.

In matters of love, who gains the upper hand has nothing to do with intelligence, because you simply can't reason about such things.

Two extremely smart people definitely can't live together, because both want too much to control the other's life. Only when one appears a bit dull does life have a chance to go on.

'Alright, alright, from now on you need to be more sensible.' Looking at her eldest daughter, Li Yuan's eyes reddened slightly as she instructed Fan Baobao.

Although Zhao Fusheng had grown up under her watch, she felt that as a mother, she couldn't miss a single word of advice to her daughter.

Especially now that Zhao Fusheng was no longer the young lad he used to be; projects worth tens of millions were beyond Li Yuan's imagination just to hear about.

As Zhao Fusheng's wife, Fan Baobao still had many things to learn.

'Don't worry, Mom.'

Looking at her mother, Fan Baobao nodded gently. She knew her mother had always worried that she wouldn't be happy, that she would repeat her mistakes. Fortunately, she had met Zhao Fusheng.

'Don't worry, we'll be fine,' Zhao Fusheng also comforted Li Yuan with a smile.

No matter what, when a daughter gets married, her mother's heart aches. If it weren't for the fact that she was marrying him, Zhao Fusheng guessed Li Yuan would be secretly crying at the airport.

But regardless, such an outcome should be the best.

'Alright, be happy. This is a good thing; what's there to be sad about?' Zhao's mother was in a good mood at this point, stepping forward to comfort her good friend, then glared at her son: 'I'm telling you, Baobao is a good girl. You must not wrong her in the future. If I find out you're messing around outside, believe me, I'll slap you hard!'

Zhao Fusheng smiled wryly. Being threatened like this by his mother at over twenty years old was helpless.

But there was no way around it. Zhao's mother firmly believed that men become bad when they have money. Ever since her husband and son became wealthy, she had been constantly lecturing them. Zhao's father was miserable at home, but fortunately, she only nagged and didn't make those relentless phone calls.

As for Zhao Fusheng, every time his mother called, she told him not to fool around outside. After all, with his status and wealth, if some scheming women came after him, the loss would be huge.

Zhao Fusheng was helpless but knew his mother meant well. In fact, what she said was absolutely right.

The human heart is often the hardest to guess. In the world of fame and fortune, anyone could be smiling at you one moment and then raise a knife to stab you in the back the next.

Therefore, the higher the level of wealth, the more attention one pays to such matters, avoiding any suspicion and never giving others a handle.

Unless it's a case of 'Zhou Yu striking Huang Gai—one willing to strike, the other willing to be struck.'

Even then, one must be careful not to follow in the footsteps of Matcha Dong and be set up.