Chapter 1686: Smooth Things Over?

Andy Lau and Wu Sijie didn't actually know each other; he just found the other vaguely familiar.

After all, since Wu Sijie became Zhao Fusheng's assistant, Andy Lau and Zhao Fusheng had little interaction.

To be precise, the gap in their status and position grew wider. Even if Andy Lau had matters to discuss, the person he dealt with had become Ye Jing, not Zhao Fusheng.

Naturally, their relationship grew distant.

Of course, they were never really friends, just nodding acquaintances.

In this world, knowing someone's name and having a meal together doesn't make them a friend. This truth often takes experience for some to understand.

Actually, they had met once before, when Andy Lau went to the capital on business and met Ye Jing at Future Film and Television. Wu Sijie was there to deliver documents from Zhao Fusheng to Ye Jing.

On that occasion, they saw each other but had no verbal exchange.

So when he saw Wu Sijie just now, Andy Lau was momentarily stunned.

In his impression, this person shouldn't be here.

But after hearing Wu Sijie's words, he was startled and began looking around.

"Sorry, Mr. Lau, my friend..."

Before Wu Sijie could finish, the man standing behind Eason suddenly grabbed a bottle from nearby and hurled it at Wu Sijie.

Bang!

The bottle hit Wu Sijie on the head.

Oh no!

Andy Lau's face changed drastically!

He knew Wu Sijie's identity. At that meeting, he had casually asked Ye Jing who the young man was.

Ye Jing's answer was that he was Zhao Fusheng's assistant.

Since the assistant was here, it meant Zhao Fusheng was definitely in Hong Kong.

Thinking of this, Andy Lau felt terrible.

He was known in the industry for being tactful, but he never expected to encounter such a situation today.

For no reason, he had gotten involved in this mess. If Zhao Fusheng was alerted, how would it end?

At that moment, Wu Sijie was already clutching his head and collapsing. The assistant behind Eason was about to step forward, but Andy Lau blocked him and said sternly, "Stop!"

"Brother Hua!"

Everyone was stunned. No one expected Andy Lau to stop his own people.

"Get back!"

Andy Lau's face was grim as he glared at the man: "Who told you to do that?"

"I..."

Before the man could speak, Eason said darkly, "Brother Hua, are you taking their side?"

In his view, this was normal when out having fun. The other side had no evidence. Even though they were celebrities, the other party had struck first. Even at the police station, they'd have the upper hand.

Andy Lau gave a bitter smile and said quietly, "Eason, listen to me. Let's just drop this. Have your assistant apologize, and pretend it never happened, okay?"

Eason was taken aback. Andy Lau had already turned to help Wu Sijie: "Mr. Wu, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Brother Hua."

Wu Sijie stood up, glanced at Eason and his assistant, and said, "Let's call it even, how about it?"

Huh?

Li Licheng and the others wanted to speak, but Wu Sijie stopped them. There was no need to blow this up. They were in the right but had no evidence, and Li Licheng had indeed struck first.

He had taken a hit, but it was nothing. Wu Sijie just wanted to smooth things over.

Seeing this, Andy Lau gave Wu Sijie a grateful look: "Thank you. When I get a chance to visit the capital, I'll treat you to a meal."

Right or wrong, he owed a favor for this.

Wu Sijie was Zhao Fusheng's trusted assistant, yet he had been hit here, and by someone from Hong Kong's entertainment circle. With that man's influence, a single word could blacklist most Hong Kong artists from the mainland market. If that happened, Andy Lau felt that even he wouldn't be able to handle the consequences.

That was no ordinary man; he was a heavyweight with a net worth of over ten billion US dollars.

To be honest, he never imagined that the young man who had sold him a script a few years ago would have risen to such heights, now someone he had to look up to.

The bar had its own security, and soon they separated the crowd.

Wu Sijie and Li Licheng left, and not long after, Andy Lau and his group also hurried away.

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"Old Wu, you took one for the team today!"

Li Licheng said apologetically to Wu Sijie. If not for him, Wu Sijie wouldn't have been hit and suffered a loss.

"It's nothing, no big deal." Wu Sijie shook his head: "You need to be more careful in the future. Caution never hurts."

"Got it."

Li Licheng nodded and patted Wu Sijie's shoulder: "Come on, let's go to my place today."

He lived near Central, so it was convenient.

Wu Sijie shook his head: "No, my boss is still at the hotel. I have to see him tomorrow morning."

He paused and smiled: "I'm different from you. I work for my boss; you work for your dad."

Li Licheng was taken aback, sighed, and said nothing more.

He could understand Wu Sijie. Their backgrounds were different. He could inherit the family business, while Wu Sijie had to work for someone else.

"But does your boss know Andy Lau?"

Recalling the scene just now, Li Licheng suddenly said.

He wasn't stupid. Andy Lau had been very polite to Wu Sijie, clearly knowing the boss behind him.

Wu Sijie didn't hide it and nodded: "My boss has worked with Andy Lau before."

"Oh, I see."

Li Licheng nodded and didn't ask further.

He didn't think much of it, assuming Wu Sijie's boss only had business dealings with Andy Lau, since Wu Sijie had mentioned his boss was involved in film and advertising. Given Andy Lau's influence in the Chinese-speaking world, such things were normal.

Taking a car back to the hotel, Wu Sijie went straight to his room to sleep, not telling Zhao Fusheng about the incident.

After Andy Lau and his group left, he hesitated but didn't call Zhao Fusheng either, thinking the matter was settled.

No one expected that this incident would take another unexpected turn.

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The next morning, when Wu Sijie appeared before Zhao Fusheng, his eye socket was bruised. When the bottle was thrown at him yesterday, he had dodged instinctively, but it hit his eye. Though not serious, it left a bruise.

"What happened to you?"

Zhao Fusheng was surprised: "You didn't get into a fight yesterday, did you?"

"It's nothing."

Wu Sijie gave a bitter smile and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Chairman, let's go to Ocean Park today."

Zhao Fusheng gave Wu Sijie a meaningful look, nodded, and said nothing more.

The group happily headed straight for Hong Kong Ocean Park.

Zhao Fusheng had thought Ocean Park only had animals, so there was nothing to worry about. But when they arrived, he was dumbfounded.

"Our aquarium is one of the largest in the world. The water body is 22 meters wide, 38 meters long, and 7 meters deep, divided into four levels. Visitors can walk through a tunnel to view it. The aquarium is arranged like a coral reef, divided into a deep lake and a lagoon: the deep lake is designed like a barrier reef, the lagoon like a fringing reef, with seawater connecting the two. It houses over 5,000 fish from the Pacific islands and the South China Sea, about 400 species, from saltwater damselfish less than 2 cm long to leopard sharks up to 3 meters, as well as moray eels, angelfish, groupers, and other coral reef fish."

The guide's voice was crisp as she introduced the aquarium to Zhao Fusheng and the others.

But Zhao Fusheng's gaze was fixed on the amusement area in the distance.

That's right!

There was also a water park and a bunch of rides.

He exchanged a look with Wu Sijie, and both saw the expression of utter despair on each other's faces...

The whole day, Fan Beibei dragged Zhao Fusheng and Wu Sijie around Ocean Park.

"Beibei, big brother really can't run anymore."

Finally, Zhao Fusheng couldn't run any longer and begged Fan Beibei: "Let's rest. That's enough for today, okay? When Sister Feihong comes in a couple of days, she can come with you, alright?"

"Really?"

The little girl was clearly having a blast. She looked up at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

"Of course it's true."

Zhao Fusheng nodded emphatically: "I heard Aunt Zhou Yun is bringing her little sister to play too. Do you want to join them?"

"Yes, yes!" Fan Beibei was overjoyed at the prospect of having playmates and clapped her hands, nodding repeatedly.

To be honest, although Zhao Fusheng doted on her, for a child, having playmates is more fun than being alone with a few adults.

This is something many adults might not understand.

"So, let's go back to the hotel and rest first, okay?"

Zhao Fusheng said softly to Fan Beibei.

Fan Beibei nodded: "I want meat. Big brother eats too, and Uncle Wu eats too."

"Okay."

Zhao Fusheng suppressed a smile and nodded.

Beside him, Wu Sijie's face was dark. Being called 'uncle' by a little girl was really awkward.

"Let's go."

Zhao Fusheng said to Wu Sijie.

Wu Sijie grunted in acknowledgment and followed Zhao Fusheng and the others out.

Not far away, Chen Zhen quietly made a gesture, and the bodyguards following Zhao Fusheng discreetly left as well.

At the parking lot, two companions had already started the car.

In the car, the little girl had already fallen asleep. Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly and said to Wu Sijie, "Thanks for your hard work these past couple of days."

Wu Sijie shook his head and smiled: "You're too kind. I actually had a lot of fun playing with Beibei."

He didn't have a little sister, and Fan Beibei really gave him a good feeling. He also regarded her as a little sister.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said nothing more.

They didn't know that at that very moment, an interview was taking place...