Chapter 0240: Serious Business

In late October, the weather in the north grew increasingly cold. The last heavy rain a few days earlier seemed to tell people that autumn had passed and a harsh winter was approaching. The shooting of the Aipu phone commercial went without a hitch. The weather in Haidong was so good that there was naturally no need to worry about any problems. In the end, they finished three days early, and actual expenses were thirty percent under budget, which gave Future Advertising a small profit.

Plans never keep up with changes—Zhao Fusheng felt this deeply. He had originally planned to communicate with Liu Dehua, but Wang Zhen came up with a virtual community, an unexpected factor that forced Zhao Fusheng to change his plans. In contrast, Liu Dehua was quite interesting; recently, he often called Zhao Fusheng to discuss character issues in the script.

Dong Chenxi returned to Ninghai on October 25th. She had originally planned to surprise her boyfriend, but in the end, she couldn't.

Women in love all hope for romance. If the immense pressure accumulated from work during this period could be soothed by love, it would undoubtedly be a very happy thing.

But when she opened the door, she was shocked to find that Wang Zhen had no time to pay attention to her.

“What are you guys doing?” Dong Chenxi asked, looking at Wang Zhen and the others.

In the room, led by Wang Zhen, Zhao Fusheng, Wen Yu, and Tan Kaixuan were busy with a pile of computers. They only glanced up when she walked in.

Wang Zhen forced a smile and waved his hand. “Honey, you’re back.”

“No, what’s going on?” Dong Chenxi was completely confused and looked at them strangely.

Zhao Fusheng stood up and put on a smile. “It’s exactly what you see.”

Dong Chenxi really wanted to punch her unscrupulous boss in the face. What did he mean by “what you see”? Why set up so many computers and servers?

“Honey, don’t be mad. I told them to move the stuff here,” Wang Zhen said to Dong Chenxi. After all, compared to Zhao Fusheng, the boss, only he could say this; the others definitely couldn’t.

Dong Chenxi chuckled and said, “I understand, but no matter what, you have to explain to me now—what are you doing?”

Character determines fate. Dong Chenxi’s character meant she wouldn’t lose her temper. Besides, all four of Wang Zhen’s dorm mates were there, clearly doing serious business.

If she were a young girl who hadn’t started working, Dong Chenxi might have made a scene. But she had been working for several months now and had personally produced and shot a commercial, so how could she be unreasonable?

Zhao Fusheng nodded slightly. Though he didn’t speak, he appreciated Dong Chenxi’s calm demeanor. The advertising circle is a branch of the entertainment industry—a flashy world. Even newcomers who achieve something often get cocky, and it’s rare to find someone who doesn’t become restless. What’s more, she could still speak to Wang Zhen calmly.

“Here, the servers for the virtual community are all here,” Wang Zhen said, looking at Dong Chenxi. “Old Zhao invested all the money from selling his script.”

He couldn’t hide the excitement in his voice and nodded at Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi was dumbfounded. She looked at Zhao Fusheng, clearly unable to believe it. As the first handler of the money, no one knew better than her how much it was. Zhao Fusheng had thrown it all in—was he crazy?

Zhao Fusheng smiled calmly. “I thought it was worth a try, so I invested. I told Wang Zhen, if it all goes down the drain, you and he can work for me for life.”

Dong Chenxi burst out laughing and rolled her eyes at Zhao Fusheng. “I give up on your mouth.”

She wasn’t stupid. The reason Zhao Fusheng did this was simply to keep Wang Zhen from bearing too much psychological pressure. Wang Zhen, as a student, couldn’t see it, but Dong Chenxi, who had been immersed in the workplace for a few months, understood. After all, she had learned a thing or two from Zheng Yao.

“Senior, you don’t know, your Wang Zhen is inhuman!” At that moment, seeing the atmosphere lighten, Tan Kaixuan quickly chimed in, clowning around. “He said he didn’t need our help, but within a day, he called us to come be movers…”

“Exactly. The servers aside, we carried these computers one by one from the mall. He just didn’t want to pay the moving fee,” Wen Yu also complained.

But Wang Zhen said matter-of-factly, “Of course. The moving fee was dozens of yuan. You guys were free anyway, so consider it exercise.”

The two were speechless with anger. Zhao Fusheng spoke up gloomily, “What about me? You said you didn’t need my help. I’m the investor, damn it, and you’re using me as a laborer!”

Wang Zhen grinned. “This is all your money. If you don’t put in the effort, who will? Don’t worry, I won’t bother you with the actual construction. But for moving and carrying stuff, I definitely won’t leave you alone in the dorm.”

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng felt he had misjudged his friend. How had he not seen before that this guy was such a cunning fat bastard?

“Alright, don’t blame him. Let’s finish up, and I’ll treat you all to dinner,” Dong Chenxi said with a smile. Wang Zhen was stingy because he was starting a business, and as his girlfriend, she naturally had to save face for him.

“Great, great, wonderful!”

“Yeah, Senior Chenxi is the best.”

“Old Wang, you’re lucky to have found her.”

The three laborers instantly revived to full health, heaping praise on Dong Chenxi as if she were a fairy.

They say life always goes from one kind of sorrow to another.

And at that moment, Zhao Fusheng and the other two felt exactly that.

“So, your treat to dinner is treating us to a bowl of hot noodles?” Zhao Fusheng blinked, looking at Dong Chenxi, who wore an expression that seemed to say, “What’s so strange about that?”

As for Wen Yu and Tan Kaixuan beside him, they were already dumbfounded, unable to speak. Even Wang Zhen subtly distanced himself from Dong Chenxi—he hadn’t expected this either.

“It’s not just a bowl of noodles. I also ordered some dishes,” Dong Chenxi said naturally, pointing to three plates of cold dishes on the table.

“Senior, you really are thrifty…” Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and said to Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi nodded. “No need to praise me. It’s mainly because we’re saving up to buy a house, so we have to be frugal.”

She paused, a bit embarrassed. “I originally wanted to go to the cafeteria, but it’s closed at this hour…”

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. He sighed. “I’ll suggest to President Zheng that you get a raise.”

“Thank you, boss.” Dong Chenxi beamed. “Come on, everyone, eat up. Don’t be shy.”

The others exchanged glances and resignedly nodded. Eat up—if they didn’t, even the cold dishes would be gone soon.

Actually, everyone understood that Dong Chenxi wasn’t being stingy. Given their relationship, a big feast wasn’t necessary. They weren’t wealthy, so a simple meal was fine.

“By the way, after you left, a man named Wang often came to the set,” Dong Chenxi said to Zhao Fusheng during the meal.

“President Wang?” Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled. “Looking for Zhou Feifei, right?”

He had noticed the thing between Wang Zhonglei and Zhou Feifei, but he hadn’t expected them to progress so quickly.

Dong Chenxi nodded. “Yes, but sometimes he also chatted with Liu Dehua. I don’t know what about.”

She was Zhao Fusheng’s person, so she naturally considered things from his perspective. What Liu Dehua and that President Wang talked about wasn’t important; what mattered was that Liu Dehua had just signed a contract with Zhao Fusheng.

“It should be about investment,” Zhao Fusheng frowned, thought for a moment, and made this judgment.

It seemed Liu Dehua really was short of funds, otherwise he wouldn’t have contacted Wang Zhonglei. But it wasn’t certain either—maybe this Heavenly King was trying to play both sides. After all, by getting in with Wang Zhonglei, he gained another path in China.

This was normal. Even if Zhao Fusheng were in his shoes, he would make the same choice. Though the saying “more friends, more paths” isn’t entirely reliable, having more partners and more paths is never wrong.

Because interests are always a reassuring bond of cooperation.

“Wait, you just said Zhou Feifei and someone else…” Tan Kaixuan suddenly asked.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Wen Yu also looked shocked.

Both of them were fans of Zhou Feifei. When they heard Zhao Fusheng was going to Haidong to cooperate with her, they had begged him to get autographs, but he had ruthlessly refused.

Are you kidding? Asking him to get an autograph from that woman Zhou Feifei would be worse than killing him outright.

Even so, the two had asked Dong Chenxi, and she had indeed helped them get the autographs. Zhou Feifei naturally wouldn’t refuse, since Dong Chenxi was from the ad production team. Even though Zhao Fusheng didn’t show up, she had been designated as his replacement and couldn’t be offended.

“Nothing much. Just an investor in the circle is chasing Zhou Feifei,” Dong Chenxi said lightly, seeing no one around.

“It should be pretty much successful.” Seeing Wen Yu and Tan Kaixuan breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Fusheng ruthlessly added the finishing touch. For fans, shattering their idol’s image in their minds is undoubtedly a very satisfying thing.