Chapter 2007: A Few Words Are Too Many When Conversation Turns Sour

"Zhao Baogang called me."

Yu Feihong's words made Zhao Fusheng frown, and he was suddenly somewhat surprised.

He never expected that it was Zhao Baogang who called Yu Feihong. Wasn't Li Lu still under his company now?

What did this mean?

"His meaning is, if you want to poach talent, he welcomes it very much. He can immediately transfer the contract to our company, and there won't be any disputes."

Yu Feihong said, "Li Lu's parents also know me. Why don't you meet her?"

Well!

Zhao Fusheng was suddenly amused.

This Zhao Baogang seemed eager to get rid of a plague. What exactly had happened?

But since Yu Feihong had also called, and Zhao Baogang had put on a full show of goodwill, Zhao Fusheng naturally understood that if he continued to refuse, it would certainly make everyone lose face.

After thinking it over, Zhao Fusheng said, "How about this: when you return to the capital, we'll meet, and I'll take a look and decide later."

"Okay."

Yu Feihong nodded and said nothing more.

As for this matter itself, she was also acting on someone's request. When she agreed to the other party, Yu Feihong had already made her stance clear: although her relationship with Zhao Fusheng was very good, on this matter she could only give Zhao Fusheng a suggestion; whether to adopt it depended on Zhao Fusheng's decision.

To put it bluntly, her relationship with Li Lu's parents was merely one of casual acquaintance, not enough for her to sell her face to Zhao Fusheng on their behalf.

After all, given the relationship between Yu Feihong and Zhao Fusheng, if she really threw her face into it and asked Zhao Fusheng to give Li Lu a good outcome, Zhao Fusheng certainly wouldn't object.

The relationship was there. For example, if Zhao Fusheng went bankrupt, some people might leave him, but Wang Qiang, Jiang Wen, Yu Feihong, and the like would definitely stick with him through thick and thin.

That was friendship.

……

……

Three days later, a week before the Olympic Games closing ceremony, Yu Feihong returned to the capital.

She called Zhao Fusheng to set a time and place.

In the afternoon, they met at a vegetarian restaurant near the Lama Temple.

There weren't many people. Zhao Fusheng had brought Ye Jing; on Li Lu's side were herself and her parents, and then Yu Feihong.

"Chairman Zhao, hello."

"Hello."

Zhao Fusheng shook hands with Li Lu's family, while Ye Jing and the others were quite familiar, having met before.

"Let's sit first."

As the initiator, Yu Feihong said with a smile.

"Okay."

Zhao Fusheng and the others sat down, then he said to Yu Feihong, "Since you're back, take a rest for a while. Bao Bao is about to give birth and keeps complaining about boredom. Zhou Yun has been busy lately too. When you have time, keep her company; she listens to you the most."

"I know."

Yu Feihong nodded. "I heard Ning Hao is working on a new script. How about it, can I collaborate with him?"

"You?"

Zhao Fusheng was somewhat surprised. He exchanged a glance with Ye Jing, then shook his head. "Better forget it. His new film isn't an art film; it's a proper road movie, bloody and violent. You can't act in it."

Although Sister Feihong was very talented, Zhao Fusheng really didn't think she could handle the role that Yu Nan played in "No Man's Land."

That woman Yu Nan was born to act in art films. No matter what kind of role, she could bring out that certain flavor.

On this point, it had to be said that some people are born with the gods' favor.

In the face of such talent, hard work is just a joke.

"Alright then."

Yu Feihong nodded. "I'll go keep Bao Bao company instead."

"You should be content. Your current task is the most important."

Ye Jing said with a smile. "That could be the company's first heir."

This was the truth. In their view, if Fan Bao Bao gave birth to a son this time, he would definitely be the only candidate to inherit Zhao Fusheng's career in the future.

Zhao Fusheng was already speechless. These people were always thinking about making him have a son, even more concerned than he was.

Xue Yuanfang and Ye Jing had more than once urged him to take Fan Bao Bao to the hospital for a check-up. Xue Yuanfang even guaranteed that he would personally pull strings with the doctor to ensure a clear result.

Zhao Fusheng, of course, refused.

If he really wanted to see it, he would have found a way through connections himself.

"Chairman Zhao's wife is about to give birth?" Li Lu's mother asked with a smile.

"Mm, soon."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

This woman was also a beauty, once a well-known actress.

Li Lu came from a family of performers; her grandfather was a veteran of the August First Film Studio, her father a director there, and her mother had been an actress in her youth, now in business.

Peak from the start—that described someone like Li Lu.

Starting in the mid-to-late eighties, she played roles in various films and TV dramas. In 1998, at seventeen, she won the Golden Horse Best Actress award. In the following years, everything went smoothly; she could be said to have achieved fame young.

Even now, Zhao Fusheng had to admit that Li Lu was very popular.

In Zhao Baogang's "Struggle" from last year, Li Lu's character was strong and hardworking, definitely the kind of girl many people liked.

But!

But!

But!

Important things must be said three times.

Zhao Fusheng really didn't dare sign her. She lived too freely, completely self-centered. Signing an artist like that could land you in big trouble at any moment.

"Chairman Zhao, what do you think of our Li Lu?" Li Lu's mother asked Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Obviously, since Zhao Fusheng was willing to do Yu Feihong a favor and come here today, he must know what was going on, so she didn't beat around the bush.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, sighing inwardly.

"Li Lu, if I were to sign you to Future Films, what requirements would you have?" Zhao Fusheng glanced at Li Lu and asked.

He hoped Li Lu would give him a surprise.

Clearly, he was overthinking it.

"I don't want to make movies. If the company can arrange for me to do TV dramas, that would be best," Li Lu said with a smile, without hesitation. "Also, if there's a role I don't want to take, the company can't force me. I hope to have some freedom."

"Heh..."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, said nothing, and lowered his head to continue eating.

Ye Jing's expression turned slightly awkward, and Yu Feihong's face changed even more.

She finally understood why Zhao Fusheng was unwilling to sign Li Lu.

What the hell!

Is that something an actor should say?

"This child, so clueless. Whatever the company arranges, you just do it."

Li Lu might be clueless, but her parents weren't that kind of people; they quickly scolded her.

But Zhao Fusheng could tell that Li Lu clearly hadn't taken her parents' words to heart. After all, having achieved fame young, she simply wouldn't listen to them.

Sighing, Zhao Fusheng exchanged a glance with Ye Jing and said nothing more.

"But that's what I think anyway."

Li Lu, on the contrary, was quite unconvinced, dismissing her mother's words.

"This child..."

Li Lu's father spoke up at this point: "Sorry, Chairman Zhao, you must be amused."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's fine. Well, I have things to do. You take your time eating."

With that, Zhao Fusheng got up and left.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared and willing to work hard. Someone like Li Lu—forget it.

Not to mention Zhao Fusheng, even Ye Jing finally understood why Zhao Baogang had sent this one away.

Where was the awareness of being an actor?

Being naive and ignorant to this degree could only be described as stupid.

And Future Films didn't need such fools.

"Well..."

Watching Zhao Fusheng leave, Li Lu's parents looked at each other, then at Yu Feihong, speechless.

Yu Feihong sighed, took a deep look at Li Lu, and finally said to Li Lu's parents: "If you'll forgive my frankness, to be an actor, you must know your place. You can't just follow your own whims. If you do, who would dare sign you?"

Then she stood up: "Sorry, I have things to do. I'll take my leave."

She left too.

As for Ye Jing, he had already left when Zhao Fusheng departed.