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Chapter 784: Reassurance

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第0784章 安抚

If disappointment were useful, then all hope would lose its meaning.

So, if there's something we want to do, we should do it right away, not keep waiting because we want to do it with someone. It's very likely that in the end, you'll neither wait for that person nor accomplish what you wanted.

So in Zhao Fusheng's view, since Fan Baobao likes acting, she should act happily while she's young and still has the energy.

No matter the outcome, whether she becomes a big star or not, as long as she enjoys it herself, that's fine.

If because of him, she had to give up her dream, Zhao Fusheng felt that wouldn't be a happy thing.

Loving someone means giving for the other person—that's fine. But if loving someone means completely giving up yourself for them, it only shows that the other person doesn't love you enough.

"What are you thinking? Stay at Huayi or come to our company?" Zhao Fusheng pondered for a moment and asked Fan Baobao.

This question was crucial. If Fan Baobao thought Huayi had more resources, staying there might be better for her development. After all, Zhao Fusheng knew that even with his influence, in terms of film and television resources, even high-end fashion resources, Future Advertising couldn't compare with Huayi.

Fan Baobao hesitated.

She understood what Zhao Fusheng meant. She knew that if she went to Future Advertising, no one in the company would bully her, whether because of Zhao Fusheng's relationship or her personal friendship with Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao. But if she stayed at Huayi, there seemed to be more opportunities.

Sometimes, at the crossroads of life, people are easily drawn by the beautiful scenery in the distance and impulsively choose that direction. But when they reach the end, they find that the beautiful scenery was just a billboard. Attracting people's eyes and attention is the function of these billboards; as for the price you paid, it's never their concern, and they won't take responsibility for your choice.

"Think it over carefully. If you come to our company, there will be more of our own people, and you'll have more freedom. If you stay at Huayi, Wang Zhonglei might look after you for my and Old Jiang's sake, but after all, he's a businessman and needs to make money." This was the first time Zhao Fusheng had spoken so directly to Fan Baobao.

"It's really unfair."

After a moment of silence, Fan Baobao suddenly sighed, "Suddenly, I can understand some of the behaviors of the girls in our class. No wonder they say you need a backer. Fusheng, without you, I definitely wouldn't have these opportunities now, and I wouldn't be as free as I am now, would I?"

"That's right." Zhao Fusheng nodded nonchalantly: "It's a fact. Because your boyfriend is me, my social connections have become your capital. That's how the world is. Back when both our families were poor, you and I envied others for wearing Adidas and Nike, didn't we? In this life, from birth, there are all kinds of unfairness. Some are born with a silver spoon, destined to inherit billions; some are predetermined from birth to study abroad, attend prestigious schools, and become high officials. Others lack food and clothing, even a new piece of clothing is a luxury; some dare not go to the hospital when sick because they can't afford medical treatment. But that's life."

"Because of all kinds of unfairness, we nurture the ambition to change our destiny, and we work hard to make our lives happier. Although such efforts may not change anything in the end, I think it will definitely be better than before."

After listening to Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao was silent for a long time. She understood what he meant.

"Think it over carefully. No need to give me an answer right away. Anyway, Huayi shouldn't have any major changes in the next two or three years." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Before Wang Jinghua officially left Huayi for Chengtian, Fan Baobao's issues shouldn't be a problem.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng let out a long sigh and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Whether in the past or now, he couldn't really articulate what kind of mentality he had toward Fan Baobao. After all, a man likes a woman for some reason—money, power, beauty, figure, and so on.

For Zhao Fusheng, at first he just felt Fan Baobao was very nice, and he was relaxed with her. Although they had bickered for so many years since childhood, Zhao Fusheng knew that whether he was poor or rich, Fan Baobao would always stand by his side.

Whether this feeling is love, no one can say for sure, because love, from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to clearly define what it should be like.

Some human behaviorists once defined love, saying that sixty percent of men fall in love because they find a sense of achievement in their partner, while eighty percent of women fall in love because the man gives them a sense of security.

Some say first love is beautiful but not necessarily suitable, just like every path we take—the scenery along the way is always beautiful, but the destination you finally reach may not be the one you initially chose.

But in Zhao Fusheng's view, the choices people make when they are most pure are often correct, because as time passes and we age, we gradually lose that innocent self, becoming worldly, slick, and no longer simple.

They say never forget your original intention—probably because at that time, we were the purest.

"No matter what, at worst, just break the contract directly." Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself, already making up his mind.

He had always been like this. Once he made a decision, he would work toward that direction. Other things were no longer within his consideration.

After all, although Future Advertising was not as financially strong as Huayi now, who could say what would happen in two or three years?

Moreover, barring accidents, Tencent would go public around 2004, plus the explosion of Shanda. Between the Wang brothers and himself, who would be richer was still uncertain.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng would definitely not say this to Fan Baobao. Such chuunibyou words were too embarrassing to say. For now, he should just focus on being a promising producer.

After all, spending so much money every day, if there were no results, it would really be a loss outweighing the gain.