Chapter 1664: Old Jiang's Problem

People who read probably have such memories: during school days, they always looked forward to holidays because then they wouldn't have to go to school every day.

But after the holiday started, after just a couple of days off, they found staying at home terribly boring and would rather go to school.

Zhao Fusheng was like that as a child, and Fan Beibei was actually the same.

Only the little girl was still young, just in elementary school, far from understanding that feeling.

And what Zhao Fusheng thought was simple: to create a happy living environment for her as much as possible, letting her grow up carefree.

As for whether she could understand his bitter smile, that actually didn't matter, because Zhao Fusheng had never considered getting any return from her.

Not all giving expects a return.

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Zhao Fusheng's leisurely days didn't last long.

Just after Children's Day, Jiang Wen latched onto him.

"What's the matter, that you have to come to my house to find me?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen helplessly.

Jiang Wen smiled bitterly: "You think I wanted to come? Zheng Yao forced me to."

Zheng Yao?

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, looking at Jiang Wen with some surprise: "How could she force you to come to me?"

In his impression, Zheng Yao wasn't someone who could have any connection with Jiang Wen.

The two had never had much interaction before, and even now, the Future Group headquarters and Future Films were basically unrelated.

Moreover, since it was a subsidiary, it naturally had to be self-financing; even if Future Films lost money, Jiang Wen didn't need to answer to Zheng Yao.

Yet Jiang Wen had come to him, saying Zheng Yao forced him, which really surprised Zhao Fusheng.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen and asked.

Jiang Wen smiled bitterly and explained the whole story.

After a while, Zhao Fusheng looked at him with a strange expression and said speechlessly: "You mean Future Advertising took on a public service song ad from CCTV?"

"Not exactly a public service song."

Jiang Wen curled his lip: "It's a promotional song for the Olympics. The tune is ready now. Zheng Yao wants me to find people for her."

"Find people?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed: "Don't tell me she's planning some big chorus."

"Pretty much."

Jiang Wen complained: "Anyway, her idea is for me to round up a bunch of celebrity singers and make a big scene."

He paused and said to Zhao Fusheng: "It's not that I don't support her work, but I feel doing this is a bit too flashy..."

Flashy?

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily but shook his head: "No, you've got it wrong."

"I'm wrong?"

Jiang Wen was dumbfounded; how had he become the one in the wrong?

Clearly, he didn't understand Zhao Fusheng's words.

"Think about it, this is a golden opportunity handed to us." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Jiang Wen: "Don't stick to old thinking. The era of 'good wine needs no bush' is over. Now is the time when you have to promote yourself at every opportunity and make your name known, right?"

"You mean we should use this chance to promote our own artists?"

"Not just artists." Zhao Fusheng said solemnly: "If there's an opportunity, we should promote everything under the Future Group."

"This promotional song must make a big splash!" Zhao Fusheng said firmly: "Mobilize all your and my connections. Use carrots and sticks, coax or coerce—whoever we need, they must show up!"

"Also, building momentum must be urgent. We have to make everyone feel that being featured in this song is an honor!"

Zhao Fusheng slowly laid out his plan to Jiang Wen, startling him.

"Impressive, truly impressive!"

After listening to Zhao Fusheng's plan, Jiang Wen exclaimed with genuine admiration: "To be honest, I really didn't expect that it could be done this way."

He truly hadn't expected it, because in his mind, this kind of public welfare activity was basically a loss-making venture for publicity, how could there be any benefit?

But now, if they followed Zhao Fusheng's plan, Jiang Wen felt that perhaps this really was a good opportunity.

"Zheng Yao probably thinks the same way," Zhao Fusheng said to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen nodded. Clearly, if it weren't so, Zheng Yao wouldn't have sent him to see Zhao Fusheng.

"For our company, Sister Feihong, you and your brother, Zhou Yun and our Fan Baobao—these are the ones who should participate," Zhao Fusheng said to Jiang Wen.

"No."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Fusheng finished, Jiang Wen shook his head: "Ask Zhou Yun and your wife for their opinions first. As for my brother, he shouldn't go on; he's not qualified."

"What do you mean?"

This time it was Zhao Fusheng's turn to be utterly perplexed, looking at Jiang Wen with a strange expression.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng's expression, Jiang Wen laughed and explained to him: "Since we want the outside world to think that being able to participate in singing this song is a matter of great prestige, we can't just fill the ranks with incompetents.

I don't want to go on; Zhou Yun and Fan Baobao will be decided later; Jiang Wu is not qualified. As for the rest, even if they're from our own company, they must follow this rule!"

Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng and said word by word.

After hearing his words, Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded.

He hadn't expected that he himself was already greedy and ruthless enough, but this guy Jiang Wen was even more ruthless than him!

"If you do this, I'm afraid your phone will be blown up with calls."

Zhao Fusheng said to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen grinned: "That would be best!"

He was determined to use this opportunity to make the name of Future Film and Television resound throughout the entire Chinese entertainment industry.

"Suit yourself."

After a long silence, Zhao Fusheng shrugged and said to Jiang Wen: "Go back and discuss with Zheng Yao about what exactly needs to be done and who needs to be invited."

After thinking for a moment, he said: "As for Hong Kong, Jackie Chan must be invited. Although he's a bit of a womanizer, he's principled on major issues. I think he can serve as a representative."

"Okay, I understand."

Jiang Wen nodded. He naturally heeded Zhao Fusheng's words.

Moreover, on this matter, he knew that Zhao Fusheng considered things more thoroughly than he did.

To put it bluntly, he was a filmmaker, while Zhao Fusheng was a businessman and a top-notch planner—an advantage no one else could match.

Watching Jiang Wen leave, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath. He felt that perhaps this time, Old Jiang would really surprise a lot of people.

"What were you and Old Jiang studying?"

Fan Baobao came downstairs and asked Zhao Fusheng curiously.

She had been listening upstairs earlier, hearing Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen exclaiming from time to time, not knowing what they were studying.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and told Fan Baobao the whole story from beginning to end, finally saying: "So, how about it? Are you interested in giving it a try?"

"Me? Sing?"

After hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao looked incredulous: "I don't have the courage to make a fool of myself. If it were acting, I might have the mood to try, but singing? And an Olympic promotional song at that? With my skills, what else can I do besides embarrass myself?"

Clearly, she had self-awareness and didn't plan to make a fool of herself.

"What about Zhou Yun?"

Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Fan Baobao chuckled and shook her head: "She's even worse. I reckon if she goes up, she'll easily crack her voice..."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback. Thinking carefully, he couldn't recall ever seeing Zhou Yun sing.

Back then, he thought she was just reserved, but now it seemed she clearly knew she sang badly and didn't want to make a spectacle.

So, women!

They hide things too deeply.

But since Fan Baobao said so, Zhao Fusheng began to look forward to Jiang Wen's plan. The people around him didn't like to show off, so how much would those who wanted to use this opportunity to promote themselves have to pay? Just thinking about it was exciting!