Chapter 0185: Unspoken Rules?

Zhao Fusheng was no fool. Often, the reason our thinking is clouded is not because we are unintelligent, but because we never consider the possibility of something going wrong.

It was like a leaf blocking one's view of Mount Tai—within the scope you never thought to examine, many unexpected things could happen.

"You mean there's something wrong here?"

The scene he had just witnessed flashed through Zhao Fusheng's mind as he asked Qin Wentao.

Qin Wentao smiled bitterly and nodded: "To be honest, I can't be sure if there's really a problem. But ever since Li Jianguo joined our company, every time he's in charge of auditions, there's always one actor who performs exceptionally well and ends up getting the ad shoot."

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "What's wrong with that? Isn't the audition meant to pick the best from a group?"

Qin Wentao said: "At first, I thought the same—no problem. But once, chatting with a colleague, you know what I found?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. He really didn't know. To be honest, he was extremely curious to hear what Qin Wentao had discovered.

Qin Wentao looked around carefully, then lowered his voice to Zhao Fusheng: "A senior from the planning department who handles documents said she felt that during recent auditions, some actors' performances were similar to the designs our creative department had submitted."

"What?"

Zhao Fusheng's face turned serious instantly. He looked at Qin Wentao intently: "You're not joking, are you?"

Qin Wentao smiled wryly: "Right now, I don't know if it's true or false, which is why I dragged you here."

To be honest, when he heard the news, Qin Wentao himself was stunned. He never imagined such a thing could happen.

But since it involved a company manager like Li Jianguo, he didn't dare investigate alone. After much thought, he decided to bring Zhao Fusheng along.

After all, Bai Jie had said Zhao Fusheng was close with Zheng Yao. With Zhao Fusheng around, even if something went wrong, he'd have someone to share the blame.

Zhao Fusheng's expression shifted between pale and red. For a long time, he didn't speak.

Recalling Li Jianguo's behavior during the interview—his every word and action, and the content of the performance by the girl named Yuan Lu—Zhao Fusheng's face was ashen.

After a moment, he asked Qin Wentao: "In that case, did you later check if their performances were similar to our creative concepts?"

Qin Wentao nodded, then shook his head helplessly: "I took a rough look. The problem is, they didn't exactly copy our ideas; they modified them to some extent. How to put it? It's that kind of ambiguous feeling. You watch her performance and think she fits the ad requirements perfectly, but if you give her a different scenario, her performance is often unbearable."

It seemed he had already run some tests.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, understanding what was going on.

He had seen this kind of thing a few times in his previous career, but he never thought he'd encounter it again after being reborn.

In fact, Li Jianguo's method was simple: he just leaked the creative department's script to a certain ad model before the audition. The exchange of benefits went without saying. As long as the model didn't copy the script verbatim, no one would care what she performed. With some private modifications, the model could deliver a flawless performance.

Then, when the interviewers saw it, they'd find it perfectly matched their requirements, and the ad deal would be secured.

In a sense, what Li Jianguo did was like leaking exam questions to a student beforehand, profiting from it.

"Quite bold," Zhao Fusheng sneered. To be honest, he had found it strange earlier—Yuan Lu's performance was too natural. Even he was surprised by the creativity. Now he realized it had all been rehearsed.

"What do we do?" Qin Wentao looked at Zhao Fusheng, clearly waiting for his decision.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "What else? Just handle it."

Then he said to Qin Wentao: "You think too much. Just call President Zheng and tell her to investigate. Then everything will be clear."

Qin Wentao smiled bitterly: "The problem is, we have no evidence."

He had actually started investigating after getting the news, but the issue was that Li Jianguo's actions left no records. As head of the planning department, every creative concept passed through his hands for review. What he did afterward was beyond anyone's control.

In other words, it all came down to personal integrity.

And clearly, Li Jianguo seemed to lack that.

"Evidence..." Zhao Fusheng hesitated. As Qin Wentao said, there was no way to prove Li Jianguo was involved. If he just shrugged and denied it, no one could do anything. Besides, the interviewees hadn't exactly copied the planning department's script; they had reinterpreted it.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and said firmly: "No evidence? Then we'll make him admit it himself."

"Huh?"

Qin Wentao was startled, not understanding Zhao Fusheng's words. Then Zhao Fusheng continued: "Don't worry about this. I'll call President Zheng."

Qin Wentao nodded. It was best if Zhao Fusheng was willing to step in.

Originally, he had been curious, but as his investigation deepened, he realized he couldn't solve this alone, so he brought in Zhao Fusheng.

After seeing Qin Wentao off, Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and dialed Zheng Yao's number.

"Why are you calling me again?"

When the call connected, Zheng Yao was discussing something with Bai Jie. She had intended to ask the caller to call back later, but when she heard it was Zhao Fusheng, she changed her mind.

Although Zhao Fusheng never interfered in the company's operations, Zheng Yao hadn't forgotten that he was the real major shareholder.

"There's something I think we need to discuss." Zhao Fusheng calmly recounted what Qin Wentao and he had observed, and finally said: "I think Li Jianguo is no longer fit to stay in our company."

After a long pause, Zheng Yao's voice came through with a chill: "I understand. Don't worry about this; I'll handle it."