Chapter 0147: Little Schemes

Wisdom is relative, while ignorance is absolute. The further one travels in life, the vaster the wilderness of ignorance becomes. We always walk in a world of ignorance, and what can make life more splendid is only unremitting diligent practice.

Zhao Fusheng sometimes wondered whether, hundreds or thousands of years later, or hundreds or thousands of years earlier, there might be someone like him who crossed the barriers of time and space to come into this world anew.

Even to the point where two people stood at the same spot gazing at the long river and the setting sun.

Your car will be scrapped and melted down. Your house will be demolished and rebuilt or change hands. The trinkets you collect might be thrown into the trash.

Beneath the yellow sands, there are always embracing skeletons; no one will remember the once peerless elegance or youthful arrogance.

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Ending the call with Wang Jinghua, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath.

For him, there were few people around him who were connected to the entertainment industry and had a certain influence, and Wang Jinghua happened to be the most suitable one.

As for other things, Zhao Fusheng hadn't thought about them, nor did he think too much.

He himself wasn't very interested in the entertainment industry. This circle, before he had enough capital, was not something he could step into. Occasionally, he could beat the drum on the sidelines, but if he really entered this circle before 2010, Zhao Fusheng was certain that before he could develop, he would easily be ambushed by opponents hiding in the shadows, ending up with nothing.

Calculating the time, Zhu Yushi specifically requested that he personally plan this mobile phone advertisement. It seemed the other party attached great importance to the brand's endorsement. Thinking that mobile phones seemed to have just entered people's sight around the millennium, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt that his opportunity had also arrived.

All decisions in this world are not made with eyes closed. In other words, even wrong decisions are made after careful consideration.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't guarantee that the decision he made was correct; he could only say that he would do his best to carry it out.

When a person's spiritual living standard exceeds their material living standard, they inevitably start to be pretentious. And when a person's material living standard exceeds their spiritual living standard, they inevitably start to show off.

This is the norm for many people, but Zhao Fusheng didn't want it to happen to himself.

Having weathered many storms, Zhao Fusheng only hoped that he would become stronger and stronger.

Originally, he planned to leave tomorrow, but now it seemed he would have to stay in Beijing for a few more days, at least until after the National Day holiday.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao.

"I have to stay a few more days," Zhao Fusheng said directly to Fan Baobao.

"What's wrong? Is the matter not going smoothly?" Fan Baobao was surprised. Originally, Zhao Fusheng had told her that he should be returning to Ninghai in a day or two, but now it was obvious something had gone wrong.

She even thought that Zhao Fusheng might have gotten into some trouble.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head. "It's not that it's not going well; it's that the other party introduced a business deal to our company, and I need to meet with the advertiser here in the capital."

"Oh, oh, oh, that's good news. Do you have enough money? If not, I still have some here." Fan Baobao quickly said to Zhao Fusheng. She thought he might be short on cash, and although she herself didn't have much left, she still offered proactively.

Feeling quite pleased inwardly, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "No need, I have enough. After all, I'm representing the company in negotiations. Do you have time tonight? Let's have dinner together and invite Zhou Yun."

"What, have you taken a liking to her?" Fan Baobao was startled and blurted out the question without thinking.

Zhao Fusheng was momentarily speechless. The trace of gratitude he had just felt vanished without a trace. He said helplessly to Fan Baobao, "Do you think you can keep being a lone ranger forever?"

"Huh?" Fan Baobao looked bewildered.

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly, "Think about it. People always need a few friends in life. Even if we know the saying 'all men are brothers under heaven' is nonsense, humans are social animals; they can't really live in isolation, all alone."

Fan Baobao retorted unconvinced, "I think you're wrong. Friendship isn't measured by utility. If we make friends with the intention of using them, the starting point itself is wrong, so the outcome will definitely be wrong too."

Hearing her words, Zhao Fusheng was stunned. He recalled a meme he had seen online: some people always say their friends come from all corners of the world, so when they really run into trouble, those friends all go back to where they came from.

"See, you're at a loss for words, aren't you?" Fan Baobao was quite delighted, because she rarely had the chance to render Zhao Fusheng speechless anymore. The guy was getting more and more inscrutable, as if he had some huge matter weighing on his mind.

Even the smile on his face seemed to have faded a lot.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. "Alright, maybe you have a point. If you want to call Zhou Yun tonight, go ahead; if not, it'll just be the two of us for dinner."

Fan Baobao nodded happily, put down the phone, and a smile crept across her lips.

Those who have never tasted the bitterness of living under someone else's roof can hardly understand what it truly feels like.

Promises made by people are often like glass bottles—shattered when dropped on the ground. Even if recorded on paper, they are forgotten over time.

Because humans are the most adept creatures at forgetting in this world.

Fan Baobao remembered that Zhao Fusheng had once said he would always stay by her side, but now what he showed her left her confused.

She had originally thought that becoming an advertising star would make her worry about growing apart from Zhao Fusheng, but unexpectedly, not only was there no distance between them, he had even become part of Future Advertising and written a song sold to a star like Li Jian.

People always say that when levels differ, the distance between people gradually widens until they eventually disappear from each other's worlds. Fan Baobao didn't want a day to come when her world no longer had Zhao Fusheng and his family.

She couldn't say why, but she just didn't want Zhao Fusheng to be too far away from her.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Fan Baobao was thinking now, he would surely be startled, touch her forehead, and ask if she had a fever, since she was actually showing concern for others.

But unfortunately, he didn't know; his mind was now entirely occupied with thoughts about that mobile phone advertisement.

After all, it was a big order personally introduced by Zhu Yushi. Zhao Fusheng knew well that successful business tycoons have their own fixed circles. If he could make a name for himself in that circle, then perhaps the next step would be the opportunity for Future Advertising to take off.