Chapter 0587: A Woman's Call

The fate between people is often so奇妙. Even Zhao Fusheng himself didn't expect that Tan Kaixuan and Li Jian would have such a connection.

But Zhao Fusheng wasn't surprised; who doesn't have hobbies?

He himself was also infatuated with a certain actress.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng would never tell Fan Baobao who that actress was.

The meal was enjoyable for all. With Tan Kaixuan as a fan and Li Jian having a good relationship with Zhao Fusheng, the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Upon learning that Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan were starting a business, Li Jian had a sudden inspiration and mentioned that he had some private savings and wondered if he could invest.

Hearing this, Tan Kaixuan quickly composed himself but looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Clearly, fan though he was, he hadn't lost his senses to the point of not understanding the significance of this.

"I'll just take a dry share, how about that?" Li Jian quickly said.

He was a top student with high IQ. Although he didn't understand the significance of Tan Kaixuan and Zhao Fusheng opening a chain of internet cafes, he didn't mind helping out more, if only to strengthen his relationship with Zhao Fusheng.

He owed Zhao Fusheng a favor from last time. Zhao Fusheng had asked Wang Jinghua for help, got him a new company, and produced an album. Li Jian always remembered this kindness.

Moreover, even third-rate scripts and novels tirelessly warn the children raised under the red flag that sticking one's neck out leads to no good end. In these declining times, when someone is willing to lend a hand, Li Jian had no reason not to consider Zhao Fusheng a friend.

"Alright, then we'll count Brother Li in," Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and nodded with a smile.

He didn't care about Li Jian's investment of a few hundred thousand; it was because Li Jian proposed to join only after hearing Tan Kaixuan say the business might lose money.

Sometimes, icing on the cake isn't worth cherishing; it's the timely help that matters.

"Great, from now on we're partners in a big venture!"

Tan Kaixuan also said with a smile.

His mood was undoubtedly good. Many people like an idol for what they show on the surface. Once they get in touch, they find that the person is just so-so.

There are too many celebrities who are not what they seem.

But what Li Jian showed made Tan Kaixuan happy; at least, this person was quite good.

The three had a pleasant meal, and in the end, Li Jian and Tan Kaixuan were arm in arm from drinking, leaving Zhao Fusheng speechless.

After finally sending Li Jian back to the hotel, Zhao Fusheng originally wanted to drag Tan Kaixuan back to the dormitory, but the guy wouldn't budge, lying like a dead dog on the hotel sofa.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng booked a room for him next to Li Jian's.

Fortunately, Li Jian had brought an assistant this time. Zhao Fusheng knocked on the assistant's door, instructed him to wake Li Jian the next morning, and then returned to the dormitory himself.

That's right, he left both Tan Kaixuan and Li Jian at the hotel and went back to the dormitory.

In Zhao Fusheng's words to the assistant: "These two are both drunk. Just wake them up for breakfast tomorrow. Don't worry about the rest."

Li Jian's assistant was about twenty years old, wearing glasses. He looked bewildered at Zhao Fusheng's words but nodded gently, because Li Jian had事先 explained that this trip to Ninghai was to meet an old friend, the author of "The Prose Poem Written by Father."

The assistant hadn't been with Li Jian long; he was assigned by the new company. But he knew that with this single, Li Jian had been the talk of the company for the past half year.

Although this kind of song is niche, it was the heyday of campus folk music.

So even though Zhao Fusheng looked about his age, the assistant didn't dare to be negligent.

Of course, he would never say that he had occasionally heard the company boss mention that when introducing Li Jian to the company, someone had sought help from Sister Wang Jinghua.

That woman was renowned in the agent circle and had now led her artists into Huayi.

Someone who could get Sister Hua to help was naturally not someone a small assistant like him could afford to offend; a single phone call could get him fired.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know that he had unwittingly become a terrifying demon in others' eyes. After giving his instructions, he left on his own.

Taking a taxi back to the dormitory, because of the internship, the entire floor was mostly empty. Only those interning in the city stayed in the dorm; those farther away had to live locally.

After greeting a few familiar people, Zhao Fusheng went upstairs.

"Ring ring ring!" As soon as he entered, the phone rang. Glancing at the number, a smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's lips.

"What made you think to call me?"

Pressing the answer button, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Can't I call if there's nothing? Busy man," Yu Feihong's cheerful voice came from the other end.

They hadn't contacted each other for a long time, not because they didn't want to, but because they were too busy.

Since taking over the foundation, Yu Feihong had thrown herself into it, even reducing her commercial activities drastically. According to friends, she had completely changed.

If before Yu Feihong was still a literary young woman, now she was more mature, wiser, and deeper, giving people the feeling of a calm sea.

Seemingly calm, but everyone knew that one day, she would surprise everyone.

"Sis, don't tease me," Zhao Fusheng laughed. "Just tell me what's up."

He knew that Yu Feihong wouldn't call for no reason; she never came to the temple without a reason.

Sure enough, hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Yu Feihong didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "It's like this. I've been thinking lately whether we could donate to support education in impoverished areas."

She paused and said: "Of course, in the name of our foundation."

Zhao Fusheng was stunned. He was about to refuse when he remembered something and said with a smile: "I don't think we necessarily have to use the foundation's name."

"Huh?" This time it was Yu Feihong's turn to be puzzled. Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words were abrupt and left her confused.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly: "The foundation is a big banner; just raise it. For the specifics, we can invite some celebrities, whether from the mainland, Hong Kong, or Taiwan. As long as they are willing to help children in poor mountain areas, we can cooperate with them to donate and support education in impoverished regions across the country."

At that moment, what came to his mind was a person, someone only the sun could criticize.