Chapter 0735: Admonition

In this world, there are only two ways to oppose or suppress another person.

Either stand on the moral or legal high ground, looking down on others from above, or be wealthy and powerful enough to leave your opponent helpless.

And most of the time, things are like this: once the seemingly hardest part is resolved, the rest becomes easy, and even what was previously troublesome becomes much simpler.

Take Chen Sicheng, for example. He had seemed like a big shot on campus, and even upperclassmen had to admit he was a rising star, everyone wary of him.

But now, with a single phone call from Zhao Fusheng, everything had changed.

No one had expected things to turn out this way. It was like two people fighting: one is still immersed in solving the problem with fists, while the other pulls out a Type 54 pistol.

Under normal circumstances, this is called foul play.

At that moment, Fang Haiquan felt immensely grateful for his decision to stand up just now.

A single phone call could get Chen Sicheng's already-filmed advertisement canceled. The implications were clear: befriending such a person was definitely not a bad thing.

In contrast, the expressions of the other young people who had remained indifferent earlier turned strange.

They had heard some rumors about Zhao Fusheng from their girlfriends before, thinking he had some influence, but now it seemed he was not just influential—he was terrifyingly powerful.

With the dinner party reaching this point, it naturally came to an end.

It is often said that one would risk everything for a beauty. No one thought Zhao Fusheng had done anything wrong. Since the other party had come knocking, if he had played the coward, he would have been looked down upon.

Admittedly, Zhao Fusheng's move was effective. At the very least, he successfully established himself as a terrifying big demon in Fan Baobao's social circle.

Although this image was not exactly positive, it was safe to assume that from now on, no one would actively provoke him or Fan Baobao.

There would also be petty squabbles among the girls. With eight people in the dorm, Zhao Fusheng would never believe there were no cliques.

Don't forget, the decision to treat everyone to dinner was made on the spur of the moment, without prior notice to anyone.

So the question is, how did Chen Sicheng know they were eating here?

The answer was obvious: someone had quietly leaked the location of today's dinner.

At this point, pursuing the leaker was pointless; the only option was to play dumb. Zhao Fusheng believed that not only he but also Zhou Yun had figured it out, though she hadn't said anything.

As for his Fan Baobao, well, she was in no mood to think about that now.

"Are you really not angry?"

Fan Baobao followed behind Zhao Fusheng, asking with a worried expression.

She hadn't expected things to turn out like this today. She had originally had a decent impression of Chen Sicheng, but now she felt he was exactly what Zhao Fusheng often said—a complete idiot.

"Why would I be angry?" Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly and shook his head at Fan Baobao. "You've known me for a while. Do you think I would get angry over someone like that?"

Fan Baobao was taken aback, then nodded. Based on her understanding of Zhao Fusheng, if he were truly angry, it would be more than just canceling Chen Sicheng's ad.

"Silly girl, let me tell you, in this circle, you will encounter more and more people pursuing you," Zhao Fusheng said meaningfully. "You have to understand that unless we make our relationship public, the bees and butterflies around you will drive you crazy."

He was telling the truth. The entertainment industry was like that. Not to mention anything else, as time went on, paparazzi would keep a close eye on every celebrity. Yet even so, many things often wouldn't be exposed until they reached an irreparable point.

The most obvious example was a popular young actor-turned-director who cheated on his pregnant wife with a co-star, exposed by the media. The so-called "Monday revelation" became a laughingstock on the internet.

But the problem was, this news wasn't fresh; the paparazzi had filmed it long ago. So why did it break precisely at that moment? There was a lot of nuance involved.

The reason was simple: someone was too arrogant, and the boss needed to rein in his little wolfdog.

This was already considered decent. In a neighboring major country, whenever a political figure had a scandal they wanted to cover up, they would let the entertainment industry drop a big news to divert public attention. In comparison, domestic celebrities were practically the conscience of the public.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao's brow furrowed. Clearly, her mood had soured.

This was normal; anyone would feel uncomfortable.

But that was the path a star had to take. As a public figure, there were gains and losses. Gaining the love of fans came with a corresponding price.

"But didn't you say I'm an actor and shouldn't care about fans' reactions?" After a moment of silence, Fan Baobao suddenly said.

Zhao Fusheng looked helpless. This girl hadn't understood his point. Sighing, he explained, "You didn't get what I meant. I wasn't talking about fans, but suitors. If you don't plan to be an idol star and want to be a pure actor, the audience will focus more on your work. Then your fans won't care whether you're in love or married. They care more about whether the things you produce are good. Understand?"

"But the problem is, once you become a star, you'll inevitably come into contact with so-called rich people. Those guys love to pursue actresses, and they'll use every means at their disposal. Today's stunt by Chen Sicheng was actually quite childish."

As Zhao Fusheng spoke, Fan Baobao's expression grew increasingly grim.

Clearly, she understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Seeing Fan Baobao's expression, Zhao Fusheng unexpectedly did not comfort her further. While he could shield her from the wind and rain, there were some things she still needed to know.

In the entertainment industry, this vanity fair, even the most innocent person would change over time. There were too many dirty things in the circle, enough to drive a normal person crazy.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Zhao Fusheng hoped Fan Baobao would understand this principle.