Chapter 0195: Heavenly King Liu

It is often said that truly intelligent women never judge a man by his face; only foolish women judge by appearance.

Zhao Fusheng always felt that the person who said this must be a particularly pathetic loser; otherwise, if they had any sense at all, they wouldn't have come up with such an unreliable statement.

Whether man or woman, when looking at someone, the first thing they see is the face. A good-looking person will always find it easier to gain others' favor and trust than an ordinary-looking person.

Just like if Ma Yun and Li Yifeng stood there, setting aside Ma Yun's identity as the big boss of Alibaba, as long as she wasn't blind, any woman would choose Li Yifeng.

But what truly determines a person's status in the eyes of others is never just appearance, but also the strength he represents behind him.

Therefore, ten thousand Li Yifengs are not as attractive as one Alibaba.

Zhao Fusheng was the kind of person who looked particularly ordinary, so when Liu Dehua's agent first met him, Yue Yiling instinctively regarded Zhao Fusheng as an ordinary staff member.

“Miss Yue, you've worked hard, making you and Huazi come all this way.” Zheng Yao extended her hand first and smiled at Yue Yiling.

Tang Yu was responsible for contacting Aipu Mobile to negotiate and sign the contract, and Bai Jie was sent over. After all, having only Tang Yu handle this matter alone would lack sufficient weight.

As for Qin Wentao, he was now the busiest person, after all, turning Zhao Fusheng's plan from text into a PPT took considerable effort.

Moreover, due to confidentiality, it couldn't be known to too many people, so only Qin Wentao and Dong Chenxi, along with a few trusted individuals, could handle it personally.

As for Zhao Fusheng, in Zheng Yao's words, he should first learn how to negotiate, so that later he could talk to Wang Jinghua.

"You're too kind, President Zheng. This is what we should do," Yue Yiling said with a smile, showing no sign of being the notorious Iron Lady of Hong Kong, who usually made people afraid to breathe loudly.

"I'm here today to discuss cooperation," Zheng Yao said without beating around the bush, getting straight to the point.

"Are we signing the contract?" Yue Yiling was taken aback.

Originally, the contract was to be signed in Beijing, but upon hearing that the advertiser's big boss had come to Ninghai, a large group had made the arduous journey from Beijing to this place. They hadn't even seen the person, yet Zheng Yao had come directly to their door to sign the contract—this caught Yue Yiling somewhat off guard.

Zheng Yao smiled and said to Yue Yiling, "What about Andy? I wonder if we could ask him to come over."

Yue Yiling, being a shrewd person, immediately realized that something might have gone wrong with the signing. Otherwise, Zheng Yao wouldn't have come in person and specifically requested to see Andy Lau.

Normally, under such circumstances, if this were in Hong Kong, Yue Yiling might have slammed the table and shouted. Who was Andy Lau? The most well-rounded top star among the Four Heavenly Kings of Hong Kong, with countless fans across the straits, at home and abroad. He had traveled all the way from Hong Kong to Beijing, and then from Beijing to Ninghai, and now the other party was still making excuses—it was simply insane.

But recalling what Andy Lau had told her when they got off the plane, Yue Yiling took a deep breath to compose herself. She looked at Zheng Yao and said seriously, "President Zheng, if there's a problem, can't you discuss it with me?"

Zheng Yao could tell at a glance that the other party was definitely angry. She shot a glare at the instigator Zhao Fusheng and said helplessly, "Here's the thing: some unexpected changes came up. I only found out about it this morning myself. As for the specifics, you'd better ask Huazai to come over."

With things having come to this point, Yue Yiling had no choice but to have her assistant invite Liu Dehua over.

Watching Liu Dehua, who spoke Cantonese-accented Mandarin, greet Zheng Yao, Zhao Fusheng's heart was, to be honest, a little stirred. As a middle-aged man who had experienced the 1980s and 1990s and even the new millennium, he held considerable respect for this ageless Heavenly King.

After all, Liu Dehua really had no scandals. The only thing, his secret marriage, didn't seem like a big deal to Zhao Fusheng—after all, the man was a celebrity, and it was only right for him to consider his family.

As for the rest, whether acting or singing, the word "dedication" fit the Heavenly King perfectly.

"Huazai, Miss Yue, let me introduce you. This is Zhao Fusheng, our company's advertising planner. Um, he's the one you've always wanted to meet..." Zheng Yao greeted Liu Dehua, then pointed at Zhao Fusheng and introduced him.

"Lucifer?"

Yue Yiling and Liu Dehua exchanged a glance, and the latter blurted out.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "You'd better call me Fusheng. Lucifer is my public name; people who know me well call me that."

"Alright then, Fusheng, I'll be blunt." Liu Dehua smiled. His personality had always been relatively mild-mannered, or rather, he knew very well what to say to whom.

After all, it wasn't strange for a star to stay popular for three or five years, or even ten or eight. But someone like him, who had remained popular for thirty or forty years, always combining idol and acting talent, couldn't have low emotional intelligence or IQ.

"Brother Hua, Miss Yue, I think this matter can only be discussed among the four of us." Zhao Fusheng glanced at the assistants behind them and said calmly.

Yue Yiling frowned and was about to speak, but Liu Dehua waved his hand. "Ade, you two go out."

Zheng Yao also waved her hand, signaling the Future Advertising people to leave.

Soon, only four people remained in the room. Zheng Yao sat there calmly, looking as if she would let Zhao Fusheng handle everything. Meanwhile, Yue Yiling and Liu Dehua were full of curiosity.

Zhao Fusheng looked calmly at Liu Dehua and repeated the plan he had previously told Han Pojun. Finally, he said, "Originally, I planned to have Brother Hua shoot an ad and be our spokesperson. But now, we might need to shoot several ads, and it will also involve other endorsements, like sponsoring campus activities and making donations. So regarding the endorsement fee, I'm not sure what to do now."

His meaning was clear: if it were just a simple ad endorsement, everyone knew Liu Dehua's price. But now the entire promotional plan had been altered beyond recognition by Zhao Fusheng, which made things tricky.

Yue Yiling frowned. She wasn't stupid. Seeing Future Advertising's attitude, they were clearly trying to drive down the price. How could that be allowed?

"President Zheng, Planner Zhao, I don't need to tell you who our Huazai is. Do you two think he's the kind of person who can't get ad deals?" Yue Yiling's first words were full of hostility.

Zheng Yao gave a bitter smile and was about to explain, but saw Zhao Fusheng signal her to stay quiet. Zhao Fusheng's gaze, however, was fixed on Liu Dehua.

Yue Yiling's attitude wasn't really important; what Liu Dehua thought was the key.