Chapter 0790: Happy Cooperation

"Fusheng, are you really okay with your girlfriend staying at Huayi?"

Wang Zhonglei looked at Zhao Fusheng, asking with surprise.

Zhao Fusheng's attitude just now had been very clear: he didn't intend to take Fan Baobao's contract away, or more precisely, he didn't mind Fan Baobao staying at Huayi.

"Huayi itself has plenty of resources in the film and television circle, and I believe that with the abilities of the two Wangs, Huayi will only get better and better. By then, our Baobao might even become the top female star of your company." Zhao Fusheng stared at Wang Zhonglei, smiling.

"Haha, rest assured on that. We're not outsiders, so I won't say much." Wang Zhonglei nodded. Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words put him in a good mood, since Zhao Fusheng was optimistic about Huayi's future.

"Of course, I am her boyfriend after all, and we grew up together as childhood sweethearts. So, President Wang, I'll be upfront: if any messy business comes knocking on Baobao's door, don't blame me for not showing face then." Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Zhonglei and said slowly, "You should know me—if others treat me well, I won't let my friends down. But if someone takes me for a fool, I guarantee that everyone who makes an enemy of me will regret it."

Wang Zhonglei was taken aback, his smile fading as he looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

This was the first time he had seen Zhao Fusheng like this—such a sharp, almost commanding tone that Zhao Fusheng had never shown him before.

But Wang Zhonglei didn't doubt Zhao Fusheng's words. The reason was simple: given Zhao Fusheng's status in the advertising circle, he was qualified to say such things.

Moreover, the key point was that Wang Zhonglei felt it was more worthwhile to be friends with Zhao Fusheng than to offend him over Fan Baobao.

Profit-seeking is the nature of businessmen. Despite Wang Zhonglei's talk of brotherhood, in reality, he made his decision after weighing the pros and cons.

Simply put, Huayi's current focus was the film and television circle, while in the advertising circle, Zhao Fusheng's influence was far greater than Huayi's. After all, he was a gold-medal planner, and countless product companies were queuing up to hire him for campaigns.

If just one of those ads trickled down to become an endorsement for a Huayi star, that would mean considerable profit.

More friends or more enemies?

The answer was obvious.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng's purpose in coming today was exactly this.

According to most people's logic, once someone achieved success, they would come to stand up for their girlfriend, terminate the contract, and bring Fan Baobao to Future Advertising.

But Zhao Fusheng had no such intention.

Or rather, after confirming Fan Baobao's wishes, Zhao Fusheng felt there was no need to do that.

He just needed to make Wang Zhonglei see Fan Baobao's value and the value of himself behind her—that was enough.

Perhaps this seemed strange; after all, he could place his girlfriend under his own wing, so why choose Huayi?

But Zhao Fusheng thought this might be the best choice.

What was the entertainment industry like in the internet age?

On the surface, etiquette and morality; behind the scenes, theft and adultery.

Advance one step, and you're besieged on all sides; retreat one step, and you're utterly isolated.

To succeed, one must endure countless hardships—even walking down the street, someone might throw mud at you; studying a script at night, someone might accuse you of improper relationships.

In short, this was a circle where only a bitch could succeed.

Affairs, catfights, mistresses rising to the top, becoming famous through nudity—even if plagued by negative news, one's star could still rise. The booming entertainment industry driven by rapid economic development inevitably came with all kinds of loopholes.

Divorced for half a year yet still daring to show affection on a variety show; retiring from the entertainment circle only to return for money less than a month later—such things were commonplace in Zhao Fusheng's later memories.

To be honest, such a circle made Zhao Fusheng fearful.

Although he also wanted Fan Baobao to rest, she loved being an actress, and he couldn't kill her dream just because he didn't like it.

Since that was the case, Zhao Fusheng could only try to create a good environment for her.

Objectively speaking, Huayi was more professional than Future Advertising in film and television production and star packaging. At the very least, no one at Future Advertising, aside from advertising planning, knew how to package a star or handle other aspects of a star's work—not even Zhao Fusheng. In his past life, he was just an ordinary advertising planner, not a god. Thinking that rebirth alone could conquer the world was idiotic.

Even Liu Xiaodong, a big boss who didn't know his wife was beautiful, had to face his internet-celebrity wife being slandered, let alone Zhao Fusheng.

So what he could do was make the Huayi brothers see his value and, in turn, take care of Fan Baobao.

This was a simple truth that smart people understood at once.

"Don't worry, we're friends. I'll call Baobao 'sister-in-law.' As long as I'm here, no one can touch her." Wang Zhonglei was silent for a moment, then looked up and said seriously to Zhao Fusheng.

It was said that when you meet the right person, you just know.

Wang Zhonglei wasn't an idiot. Since Zhao Fusheng had put it so bluntly, if he didn't respond, Zhao Fusheng would leave immediately.

With his connections, Zhao Fusheng could easily find another agency to place Fan Baobao, and then cooperating with him again wouldn't be so easy.

"That's good." Zhao Fusheng smiled, and the atmosphere between them naturally became much more harmonious.

For smart people like them, once certain words were spoken, there was no need to consider the rest.

Understanding the unspoken meaning—that was probably what it meant.

As for Wang Jinghua, neither of them mentioned her, but both Zhao Fusheng and Wang Zhonglei knew that from then on, cooperation between Huayi and Zhao Fusheng would only increase.

The simplest example: in the future, ads planned by Zhao Fusheng would most likely choose artists recommended by Huayi.

Note: recommended by Huayi, not by Wang Jinghua.

The difference was significant. Wang Jinghua maintained a good reputation among her artists because she always found suitable resources for them, whether in film and television or endorsements. Future Advertising, as a newly rising large advertising company, had good relations with Huayi and tended to use Huayi artists for endorsements. But previously, because of Fan Baobao, Future Advertising would generally send product requirements directly to Wang Jinghua, who would recommend suitable artists.

Now, it seemed this rule was about to change.