Chapter 0489: The Path

In the evening, Zhao Fusheng received a call from Jiang Wen. Old Jiang was furious—the task he had entrusted to his younger brother had turned into such a mess, which greatly displeased him, a man who valued face above all.

If Zhao Fusheng hadn't already resolved the issue, he would have rushed straight back from Qianxi to the capital.

"Forget it, just don't get involved," Zhao Fusheng advised Jiang Wen earnestly. "I've already handled it. Don't stir up more trouble. Besides, no one expected this to happen. Even I was completely baffled when I found out."

He was telling the truth. If it had been a man harassing Fan Baobao, Zhao Fusheng might have found a way to ruin him.

But it turned out to be a woman, which made things awkward.

Regardless, Zhao Fusheng didn't want to be known as someone who squabbled over a woman, especially an older one. So the current solution was undoubtedly the most reasonable.

No matter what, with Han Bin stepping in, the other party certainly wouldn't make a fuss. Over time, the matter would fade away completely.

It wouldn't affect Fan Baobao's reputation or have any negative impact on her future development.

As for Zhao Fusheng himself, he had even less to worry about. Not to mention whether Ms. Chen's husband, a real estate developer, had any influence in the advertising circle, given Zhao Fusheng's current status, trying to blacklist him in the advertising world was nothing but a pipe dream.

More importantly, Zhao Fusheng felt that this incident was actually a good thing. At the very least, Fan Baobao had learned something she had never understood before—that this circle was never as rosy as she had imagined.

Living, especially for young people, recognizing the truth of society early on is ultimately not a bad thing.

As for whether this would harm her worldview or values, that was not within Zhao Fusheng's consideration. If she couldn't get past this hurdle, then Fan Baobao wouldn't be worth his affection.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng hadn't misjudged Fan Baobao. She was a strong girl and a smart one, fully understanding his intentions.

Zhao Fusheng was undoubtedly quite happy about this, even more so than if he had vented his anger by teaching Ms. Chen and her son a lesson.

As for how Han Bin would resolve the issue, that was beyond Zhao Fusheng's consideration, because it was on a different level from him.

It's often said that poverty limits our imagination. In fact, poverty only limits the upper bound of our dreams.

Perhaps a dream that seems unattainable to many might be achieved with just a phone call or a greeting from someone else.

Ten years later, a graduate from a prestigious university said to his classmate, 'I've struggled for ten years just to have the chance to sit and drink coffee with you in the same city.'

But the truth was, during those ten years of his struggle, that classmate had already left the city, obtained a green card, and become an immigrant.

Life is so ridiculous. Often, before we can react, we suddenly realize that things have developed beyond our expectations, and sometimes we can't even adapt to the changes ourselves.

A bit stunned!

These three words flashed through Zhao Fusheng's mind, but he silently sighed in his heart. Looking at the three people in front of him, he said helplessly, 'I really don't know Jiang Wen well.'

'Do you think we believe that?' Zhou Yun wrinkled her nose and snorted at Zhao Fusheng.

Even Fan Bao looked at Zhao Fusheng with suspicion. Originally, she had believed his explanations, but now Jiang Wen, who supposedly wasn't close to Zhao Fusheng, had called to explain the matter, which made her find it strange.

As for Wang Qiang, the guy didn't have much say; he was just there to make up the numbers.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: 'Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, Jiang Wen felt it was beneath him, so he made the call. I can't make him offend anyone over this.'

He paused, then looked at Zhou Yun and Fan Bao: 'That's how it is. You don't have to worry about anyone harassing you. Just focus on being extras.'

The few of them exchanged glances, not expecting him to brush it off with such an excuse. But on second thought, what Zhao Fusheng said did make some sense.

That was that. At this point, Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Qiang: 'Xiao Qiang, you have a background in martial arts. Later, I'll introduce you to a few crews. How about you work as a stunt double?'

Wang Qiang's eyes lit up: 'Bro, are you serious?'

'Of course I'm serious.' Zhao Fusheng smiled. 'Even though it's not a big production, as long as there are fight scenes, it should be fine.'

He said this for a reason. Recently, Yu Feihong seemed to have taken on a martial arts drama that was about to start filming. He could ask her to help find Wang Qiang a job; that shouldn't be a problem.

Zhao Fusheng had considered letting Wang Qiang play a supporting role, but on second thought, this guy's path had to start from that film 'Blind Shaft.' If he rashly changed his fate, perhaps that comedy king might never appear.

'Thank you, bro. Thank you, bro.' Wang Qiang was extremely excited. He stood up and kept bowing to Zhao Fusheng. For someone who couldn't even guarantee a daily thirty-yuan extra role every day, getting into a crew as a martial arts stunt double was indeed a great joy.

As for the money issue, it wasn't important. After all, as long as he got into the crew, the pay would definitely be more than that of an extra.

'Alright, no need to be so polite. You're Bao Bao's brother, so you're my brother too. If anything comes up, just tell your sister.' Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said with a smile.

Wang Qiang was really a good person at heart. He had heard from Fan Bao that when Ms. Chen had the assistant director call her for a talk, Wang Qiang was also there. The assistant director's intention was to take her directly to see Ms. Chen, but Fan Bao naturally refused. During the scuffle, Wang Qiang didn't hesitate and punched the assistant director to the ground.

To be fair, Zhao Fusheng felt that a brother who would go that far for his sworn sister was worth befriending.

People are like that. Only when you sincerely give to others can you gain their trust. Those who are always thinking about taking advantage and scheming against others will, in the end, most likely end up with nothing but a mess.

'Too much cunning leads to one's own downfall.' The ancients were not wrong in saying that.

'What about me? What about me?' Fan Bao blinked, looking at Zhao Fusheng with anticipation. She really wanted to hear from him what arrangements he had for her.

You?

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and said nothing.

At that moment, Fan Bao really wanted to give her boyfriend a hard kick with her Hobbit-sized big feet.