Chapter 2000: A Female Zhuge Liang, Little Peach Red

Knowing clearly what one is good at and what one is not good at is a very important quality for everyone.

No one is a deity, nor can anyone guarantee that their decisions are absolutely correct.

Especially for business operators, this is even more true.

Take Zhao Fusheng, for example. Although he also understands movies, his so-called understanding of movies is from the perspective of an audience member. After all, in his previous life, Zhao Fusheng was just an audience member.

Doing advertising does not mean understanding movies.

Half-baked knowledge is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing in the world.

Therefore, since Ye Jing and Xu Shanzheng had already reached a consensus, in Zhao Fusheng's view, there was no need to continue discussing this matter.

Although sometimes truth is in the hands of a minority, if one even scoffs at the most professional opinions, then one is not shrewd but foolish.

To put it bluntly, one could also call it stubborn and self-opinionated.

In terms of promotion and distribution, we will focus on the theme of returning home for the Spring Festival.

Zhao Fusheng said to Ye Jing as he left.

"Okay."

Ye Jing nodded, thought for a moment, and said to Zhao Fusheng, "I think we can have Wang Qiang and Old Xu release a song or something online for promotion."

A song?

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay."

In his memory, Wang Qiang had indeed sung a song, but Zhao Fusheng couldn't quite remember the name.

But regardless, as long as it benefits the movie, it must be done.

As for Wang Qiang's opinion?

Is it important?

Not important.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng about to leave, Wang Qiang asked with a grin.

"Going home."

Zhao Fusheng replied.

"Then take me along. I want to go see Xiaoxue; I bought her a toy." Wang Qiang said cheerfully.

This guy especially liked Zhao Xue, the little girl, and bought her something every now and then. Sometimes when he was busy filming, he would have his assistant call Fan Baobao and have it delivered.

"Alright, let's go. The old lady was just talking about you." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

With Wang Qiang's personality, it's hard for anyone not to like him.

Zhao's mother and Li Yuan both had an extremely good impression of him.

Honest, sensible, and endearing.

People like this are undoubtedly rare, even in the entertainment industry.

"We're leaving now."

Zhao Fusheng turned his head, looking at Ye Jing and Xu Shanzheng: "I'll leave the rest to you."

"Okay."

"Chairman, rest assured."

Ye Jing simply nodded, while Xu Shanzheng was quite polite.

He was an ambitious man; otherwise, he wouldn't have considered transitioning from actor to director.

And Zhao Fusheng was precisely someone he absolutely could not afford to offend.

Watching Zhao Fusheng and Wang Qiang drive away, until the convoy disappeared from sight, Ye Jing glanced at Xu Shanzheng and said with a smile, "You can rest assured now, right?"

"Rest assured, rest assured."

Xu Shanzheng smiled and nodded.

Before this, he had been worried that if the film failed to satisfy Zhao Fusheng, his directing career might be completely over.

But now, clearly, Zhao Fusheng was very satisfied with the film.

"For the next film, you can still bring Wang Qiang along."

Ye Jing glanced at Xu Shanzheng and said indifferently.

"Huh?"

Xu Shanzheng was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

The current film was only being released during the Spring Festival, and Ye Jing was already thinking about the next one—wasn't that thinking a bit too far ahead?

Seeing Xu Shanzheng's bewildered expression, Ye Jing shook his head helplessly, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to walk toward the elevator.

Xu Shanzheng stood there stunned, still confused even after Ye Jing's figure disappeared from his sight.

What did Ye Jing mean by that?

Rubbing his bald head, Xu Shanzheng felt he should go home and discuss it with his wife.

True, the couple had their own private lives outside, but when it came to work, he still respected his wife Xiao Taohong's advice.

After all, Xiao Taohong was a legitimate acting powerhouse, and more importantly, her debut work was Lao Jiang's "In the Heat of the Sun."

With that connection alone, Xu Shanzheng knew that his wife sometimes had more sources of information than he did.

Xiao Taohong graduated from the Central Academy of Drama and had many classmates in the Beijing circle, while he, Xu Shanzheng, was from the Shanghai Theater Academy.

Shaking his head, Xu Shanzheng went straight home.

When he got home, Xiao Taohong happened to be there. After graduating from college, she worked at the Central Experimental Theatre, and today she happened to have time.

In fact, since marrying Xu Shanzheng, she had rarely gone out to act in films.

Occasional filming was mostly just cameo roles.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her husband come in with a bewildered look, Xiaotaohong asked in surprise, "Didn't you say the boss was going to watch the footage today?"

"Yeah, we watched it." Xu Shanzheng nodded.

"Not satisfied?"

Xiaotaohong was a bit puzzled: "Didn't you say it was well shot, and President Ye thought it was okay?"

"It's not that."

Xu Shanzheng shook his head with a wry smile: "It's something else."

"What's wrong?"

Xiaotaohong asked, confused.

Clearly, she didn't quite understand why her husband was like this.

"It's like this. While watching the footage today..." Xu Shanzheng recounted the whole story, finally saying, "At the end, Wang Qiang left with the boss, and President Ye suddenly said to me, 'Take Wang Qiang for the next film.' I was a bit confused."

"Oh, you!"

Xiaotaohong burst out laughing, covering her mouth, pointing at her husband: "Your brain, why can't you figure it out!"

"Huh?"

Xu Shanzheng looked completely lost.

"Let me ask you, do you know the relationship between Wang Qiang and the boss?" Xiaotaohong asked Xu Shanzheng after she had laughed enough.

"I know. He's the boss's adopted brother. Back when the boss wasn't as rich as now, when he started his business, Wang Qiang already knew his wife. I heard him say that Zhou Yun and Fan Baobao had either just graduated or hadn't yet, and they were working as extras at Beibei. That's how Wang Qiang met them." Xu Shanzheng nodded and said with a smile, "Speaking of luck, just being an extra and meeting two people—one married Jiang Wen, the other married Zhao Fusheng. Tsk tsk!"

That was the truth!

Luck, sometimes, is really hard to predict.

Like Zhou Yun, she met Jiang Wen before graduating and married the big director after graduation.

As for Fan Baobao, needless to say, at the disaster relief gala, she made her first public appearance as Zhao Fusheng's wife and directly donated five hundred million.

In the industry, who wasn't envious?

Marrying a rich man is a wish every woman hopes to fulfill. After all, no one is born liking a life of simple food and plain tea; everyone yearns for a life of material abundance.

Xiaotaohong was the same; she had also thought about how great it would be if she could marry a tycoon.

As for the so-called goddesses in Hong Kong, needless to say.

Most of them first try to marry into a wealthy family, and if that fails, they settle for the next best.

Don't talk about goddesses being all for love; ha, if it were really for love, they wouldn't end up marrying rich businessmen.

But Fan Baobao was different. She and Zhao Fusheng were childhood sweethearts. According to media reports, their families were neighbors across the street.

On that point alone, no one could say she was clinging to the powerful.

If you have the ability, try making your childhood sweetheart across the street a super billionaire.

That's fate!

"Jealousy is useless."

Xiaotaohong smiled and said to Xu Shanzheng, "Think about it, with Wang Qiang and the boss having that kind of relationship, what did President Ye mean by that? He was clearly hinting to you."

"Hinting to me?"

Xu Shanzheng was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, if you take Wang Qiang along for the film, how will the boss see it? Won't he look out for you?" Xiaotaohong shrugged: "I've heard Teacher Jiang Wen say that the boss is particularly nostalgic."

Nostalgic?

Hearing that, Xu Shanzheng's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood what was going on.

He wasn't stupid; if he were, he wouldn't have come this far.

With a little prompting from Xiaotaohong, Xu Shanzheng caught on.

Ye Jing was indeed helping him.

Or rather, he was hinting that if Xu Shanzheng wanted to go further as a director, he had to seize this opportunity with Wang Qiang.

The boss's cheap brother-in-law!

As long as he kept cooperating with Wang Qiang, even if Wang Qiang never became famous, out of respect, the boss would look after him a bit.

At Zhao Fusheng's level, even a casual favor could change the course of his life.

With that thought, Xu Shanzheng nodded and said to Xiaotaohong, "I understand."

"Good that you understand. And from what you said, it seems the boss has high expectations for you." Xiaotaohong smiled: "I think he must be satisfied with this film."

Xu Shanzheng gave a wry smile: "Who knows? At his level, do you think he cares whether one or two films lose or make money?"

"Well..."

Xiaotaohong was taken aback. Thinking it over, it really made sense.

A billionaire worth tens of billions, even if he just left his money in the bank doing nothing, the interest he earned in a year would be more than what a film makes.

Little did they know, at that very moment, the boss making big money was looking helplessly at the group of people in his home.

"Ms. Lee, can you tell me why you're in my house?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Lee Boo-jin helplessly, full of surprise.

He had brought Wang Qiang home, only to find that Lee Boo-jin, who was supposed to meet him in the afternoon, had shown up at his house again.

If he remembered correctly, Lee Boo-jin had only been to his house once before.

"Baobao and I exchanged contact information."

Lee Boo-jin smiled at Zhao Fusheng: "Since I'm in China this time, of course I had to come see her."

"Yes, Sister Boo-jin called me. She said she was planning to meet you anyway, so she came by to see the kids." Fan Baobao gave Zhao Fusheng a look and said to him.

Zhao Fusheng didn't even have the energy to complain. At that moment, he suddenly felt that he should have let Zheng Yao or Dong Chenxi negotiate with Lee Boo-jin instead.