Chapter 1371: True Love for Money, Stay Away from Jiang Wen

"Get ready; we'll go back to the country in a few days."

After sending Wu Sijie to rest, Zhao Fusheng returned to the room and said to Fan Baobao.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao was stunned, then asked in surprise: "Aren't you staying here to oversee things?"

She had originally planned to stay here for a while, since Zhao Fusheng had to negotiate matters here and would certainly be delayed. But unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng took the initiative to return to the country with her.

"No need." Shaking his head, Zhao Fusheng said: "Dong Chenxi is overseeing things here, and I'm leaving Xiao Wu here too. They don't need me at all."

Fan Baobao nodded, but still hesitated. After all, with such a big matter, she was still worried that Zhao Fusheng, the boss, would be so hands-off.

Seeing her expression, Zhao Fusheng knew what Fan Baobao was thinking. He smiled and said gently: "Don't worry, there's basically no room for change in this matter; it's mainly about details. Besides, with communications so developed now, I can command remotely."

Only then did Fan Baobao believe him, albeit skeptically. She really didn't want Zhao Fusheng to delay business because of her.

In essence, Fan Baobao was not a strong woman. She was the most traditional type of Chinese woman, adhering to the idea of obeying her husband after marriage. If she had some career ambition before, now she had basically shifted all her focus onto Zhao Fusheng.

This is actually a trait of many Chinese women. Although they may seem tough, once married, the tough woman turns into a little woman.

"By the way, think about whether there's anything we need to bring back for Mom and the others." Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Fan Baobao.

Since they came to the US this time, they should bring some gifts back anyway.

Fan Baobao nodded: "I know. Tomorrow I'll go around New York."

Since the family wasn't short of money now, Fan Baobao really intended to spend some.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and had no objection. Making money was meant to be spent on the family; if you earned money and still had to think about saving, life would be too dull.

Zhao Fusheng was not a rigid straight man; he had a strong sense of male chauvinism.

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Time passed quickly. Three days later, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao boarded the plane back to the country.

The flight did not go directly to the capital but landed in Shanghai. Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao spent a few days traveling around the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area near Shanghai. By the time they returned to the capital, it was already early September.

Because school had started and autumn had arrived, the capital, especially around the universities, was becoming increasingly lively.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao looked out the window at the students who exuded a strong youthful aura and were clearly new to school, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"In the blink of an eye, I'm already married." Fan Baobao murmured to herself.

Zhao Fusheng looked helpless. This woman had gone crazy. Ever since she returned to the Central Academy of Drama and saw those younger and prettier female schoolmates, Fan Baobao had been like this. Clearly, she was quite shaken.

"Honey, rest assured. Compared to you, their looks are worlds apart. When you come back after having the baby, you'll still crush them." At this moment, Zhao Fusheng decisively abandoned any principles and desperately began praising his wife.

Glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao snorted: "Don't think I can't tell; you're clearly humoring me."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "I wouldn't know how to humor anyone. These are all my true feelings. In my heart, you are the most beautiful actress."

Blinking her eyes, Fan Baobao was quite happy. Although she knew he was humoring her, hearing these words from his mouth still felt so comforting.

It is said that marrying a man means clothing and food. If a woman is with a man and can't even hear a warm word all day, it's really meaningless.

Fortunately, she met Zhao Fusheng, who was never someone to disappoint.

"By the way, last time you said I shouldn't make a cameo in Old Jiang's film?" Fan Baobao suddenly remembered something and casually said to Zhao Fusheng.

Previously in Miami, she had talked with Zhao Fusheng about Jiang Wen's new film "The Sun Also Rises." Zhao Fusheng explicitly said that if Old Jiang called to invite her for a cameo, she must not agree. At the time, Fan Baobao found it strange but didn't pay much attention, and later forgot about it. But just a few days after returning, Old Jiang indeed called to invite her for a cameo role, and Fan Baobao recalled Zhao Fusheng's words.

Hearing Fan Baobao's question, Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "That's right. Remember, if that guy calls you again, say you're busy having a baby with me at home."

Fan Baobao was speechless. She never expected Zhao Fusheng to be so resolute.

If she weren't sure that Jiang Wen and Zhao Fusheng were good friends, she would even suspect that the two had some grudge.

"I know what you're thinking." Seeing Fan Baobao silent, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "It's not as boring as you think. It's just that I'm not optimistic about Old Jiang's film, and he's forced to shoot it because of his previous cooperation with Huayi. But think about it, given Old Jiang's nature, this film will definitely go over budget. If you go for a cameo and he asks us to invest, do we invest or not?"

Fan Baobao was taken aback: "Really? Are you sure?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded repeatedly: "Of course I'm sure."

Nonsense, "The Sun Also Rises" definitely ranks among Jiang Wen's notorious history of screwing people over, so Zhao Fusheng naturally remembered it well.

Moreover, he knew Old Jiang too well. When funding was sufficient, that guy was another Wong Kar-wai, taking it upon himself to screw investors.

Budget?

What's that?

Why should there be a budget for making a film?

Zhao Fusheng even felt that in the worldview of people like Old Jiang and Wong Kar-wai, spending money on filmmaking was just a numbers game for them. As for the investors, well, to hell with them!

To avoid a fate like Yang Shoucheng's, Zhao Fusheng felt it best to keep some distance from Old Jiang during the filming of "The Sun Also Rises"—for everyone's good.

Fan Baobao thought for a moment, saw Zhao Fusheng's firm attitude, and said nothing more. She was just a bit puzzled: Old Jiang had said this time he planned to stop making art films and compromise with the market, so why was Zhao Fusheng still not optimistic about him?