Chapter 0734: Cutting the Ground from Under Someone's Feet

In movies, the villainous male lead is usually full of momentum, often punching the old folks' home in the southern mountains and kicking the kindergarten in the northern seas. But thanks to that face, Chen Sicheng standing here didn't have any of the villain's aura at all.

Instead, he looked somewhat ridiculous.

Yeah, that's right, ridiculous.

After Zhao Fusheng said that, one of the classmates beside Chen Sicheng frowned and blurted out, "Who do you think you are? Pretty cocky, huh."

A rich kid, after all, always has such sycophants and hangers-on around.

In life, there are many such people. Around some dominant figure, there are always a few who exist in the name of friends, eating, drinking, and having fun together, and when something happens, they seem to make quite a show.

But if real trouble comes, whether these people will still stick by him is anyone's guess.

The one who just spoke up for Chen Sicheng was naturally that kind of person.

If Tan Kaixuan or Wang Zhen had been there, they'd have thrown a bottle straight over, but after all, the people at this table weren't that close to Zhao Fusheng.

Even so, two boyfriends of Fan Baobao's roommates also stood up abruptly.

They didn't say a word, but they had already picked up the beer bottles on the table.

Young people, after all, a disagreement can lead to a fight in just a few seconds.

Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn't allow such a thing to happen. He glanced at Chen Sicheng and said calmly, "Junior Chen, it seems your friend has a bit of a temper."

Chen Sicheng frowned. Although his roommate was speaking up for him, his behavior, compared to Zhao Fusheng's composed demeanor, made him look particularly lacking in class.

He wasn't stupid. Under the circumstances today, if he actually got into a fight with Zhao Fusheng, not only would he have no chance of pursuing Fan Baobao, but he wouldn't gain any advantage either. There were five guys on his side, and the other side also had four or five, plus some girls.

With that in mind, Chen Sicheng put on a smile and said, "Sorry for disturbing your meal. This table's on me."

With that, he smiled at Fan Baobao and said, "Senior, I'll treat you another day."

After speaking, without even glancing at Zhao Fusheng, he turned and walked out.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment the room fell silent.

The reason was simple: no one knew what to do. Should they continue the meal? If they did, Chen Sicheng had already paid—what did that mean?

If they didn't, it would seem like they were afraid of him, which was even more awkward.

Of course, the biggest issue still revolved around Zhao Fusheng.

Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng with concern, afraid he would lose his temper on the spot.

Zhao Fusheng said nothing. He sat there, picked up his chopsticks, and reached for some food. But when he looked up and saw everyone staring at him, he chuckled and said, "What's the matter? Eat up. This is a gift from our junior—why not take advantage of it?"

Then he looked at Fan Baobao and said, "You eat too. Consider this his thank-you gift."

Thank-you gift?

Everyone exchanged glances. The few who were standing had no choice but to sit down, but no one touched their chopsticks. Some of the guys inwardly sneered at Zhao Fusheng's character—accepting a meal from a rival in love. Either he was thick-skinned, or he wasn't as impressive as his girlfriend had made him out to be.

Fan Baobao felt very awkward. She had thought that if she just brought Zhao Fusheng to class for a few days, Chen Sicheng would back off. She never expected he would ignore that and come straight to confront them, causing Zhao Fusheng to lose face in front of his roommates.

Thinking this, she grew even more annoyed with Chen Sicheng and decided that if he showed up again, she would throw a glass of wine in his face.

So what if he's a rich second generation? I'm not short of money either!

Seeing Zhao Fusheng still eating, a male student who had just stood up couldn't help but say, 'Hey, Fusheng, you can still eat that down?'

Zhao Fusheng heard his words and looked at him. The guy was called Fang Haiquan, a junior in the photography department, the boyfriend of Fan Baobao's roommate Li Mei. Both of them were honest types, simply put, straightforward and simple.

Considering that Fang Haiquan had just stood up for him, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, 'Haiquan, let me ask you a question: if someone owes you a favor and treats you to a meal, wouldn't you eat it with a clear conscience?'

Fang Haiquan subconsciously nodded, then helplessly said, 'But the problem is, Chen Sicheng doesn't owe you a favor, you...'

Before he could finish, his girlfriend tugged at him, clearly not wanting him to continue, because if he went on, everyone would be embarrassed.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth, then leaned over to wipe Fan Baobao's mouth corner, and said softly, 'You, next time something happens, tell me directly. No need to hide it like this. Besides, do you think that even if you brought me to school, those buzzing bees and fluttering butterflies would back off? Would they know who I am?'

Fan Baobao's eyes reddened. She was really upset. After all, Zhao Fusheng was a guy, and today, in front of her roommates and their boyfriends, he had been embarrassed—it was too humiliating.

After saying this, Zhao Fusheng glanced at Zhou Yun, who had remained calm throughout, and said with a mix of exasperation and amusement, 'Hey, why didn't you say a word for me?'

Zhou Yun rolled her eyes at him and said, 'I'm not crazy. Does he think he can compete with you? Dream on...'

Everyone at the table was dumbfounded, not understanding what Zhou Yun meant. After all, the matter between Zhou Yun and Jiang Wen, aside from Fan Baobao and Zhao Fusheng, no one else knew, including her roommates. They only knew that Jiang Wen was pursuing Zhou Yun, not that the two were already together.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to say more. He directly took out his phone and dialed Bai Jie's number.

'Sister Bai, it's me.'

'Oh, what made you think to call me?' Bai Jie asked in surprise over the phone. This guy Zhao Fusheng, despite holding the title of head of the Planning Department at Future Advertising's Beijing branch, might not show up at the company even once a week. All the work was done by the deputy head. It was only because of his reputation that the planning team hadn't revolted; otherwise, there would have been complaints long ago.

'The advertising plan for Uni-President Iced Tea you asked me to do last time, is it done?' Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

'The Uni-President one?' Bai Jie was taken aback. 'It's basically all done. The singer selection contest is over, the commercial has been shot, and it will officially launch next month.'

'Oh, who sang the theme song?' Zhao Fusheng asked.

'A male student from the Central Academy of Drama. He got in through a connection with a deputy general manager in Uni-President's marketing department. I've seen the kid; he's quite young,' Bai Jie said. 'What, do you know him?'

'No,' Zhao Fusheng said. 'But I don't like his image—too greasy. Later, give Uni-President a heads-up and have them replace the ad song. Also, reshoot the commercial with new talent, and I'll personally produce it.'

'You'll personally produce it?' Bai Jie was stunned, then quickly agreed: 'Okay, okay, okay. I'll contact Uni-President right away. I bet their boss will be overjoyed.'

You see, Zhao Fusheng rarely personally produced an ad. He usually wrote the plan and handed it over to his subordinates to produce. This time, he was going to do it himself, which truly thrilled Bai Jie.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng smiled at the stunned group and spread his hands: 'You see, Junior Chen really should thank me.'

The group exchanged glances, and no one said a word.

After a long while, Fang Haiquan said hoarsely, 'You... just pulled his ad like that?'

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said matter-of-factly, 'Yeah, because I planned the ad. As the producer, I'm very dissatisfied with the theme song and the lead actor chosen by the client, so naturally I can replace them.'

Then he smiled and said, 'Haiquan, do you have any good friends with a decent image? Introduce a few to me; I'll pick some.'

Fang Haiquan shook his head woodenly: 'Our dorm is all photography majors; where would we find handsome guys?'

Zhou Yun's eyes lit up, and she suddenly said, 'I do know someone with a decent image, but I'm not sure if he has time.'

'Who?' Zhao Fusheng asked.

'His name is Zhu Yuchen,' Zhou Yun said.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and winked: 'Alright, it's settled then.'