Chapter 0847 Project Initiation

Compared to Zhou Jing's ecstatic yet anxious reaction, Zhao Fusheng was much calmer. He didn't feel the thrill of having just given a fresh graduate an opportunity.

After all, although the two were similar in age, in reality, not to mention Zhao Fusheng's psychological age, the experiences he had gone through in the past two years far exceeded those of Zhou Jing, who had always been studying in the ivory tower.

It is often said that environment changes people; this saying holds some truth.

A naive child placed in China would naturally learn Chinese; placed in Europe, naturally English.

For Zhou Jing, Zhao Fusheng had now placed him on a special train ready to depart.

In the Internet age, everything accelerates. The old saying 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river' has been shortened to five years or even less. We can never guess when the person sitting next to us will rise to prominence, just as the old saying goes: 'Do not bully a young man for being poor; one day he may wear dragon robes, not believe he'll wear patched pants for life.'

As for whether doing this might have any negative effects, Zhao Fusheng felt it didn't matter.

Zhou Jing's job wasn't as a paparazzo, nor did he plan to dig up celebrity gossip; he was only responsible for Internet publicity work. Overall, this was just Zhao Fusheng's preparation for the future.

As for whether this would make him the one controlling the mouthpiece, Zhao Fusheng felt it didn't matter. It was better for such things to be in his own hands than in the hands of those so-called elites.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng wasn't sure what the future would bring, after all, this little butterfly of his had been constantly flapping its wings.

But he believed that life is not a piece of code; problems are normal, like small bugs in a computer program that always appear. Everyone's life is probably like this, so being overly cautious is actually a boring thing. Constantly worrying and trying to fill gaps is indeed a serious attitude toward life, but the problem is that a life too serious is really not interesting.

Instead of living like that, it's better to find joy in hardship, seek hope in failure, and find happiness in pain.

For example, take Instructor Lin Chong from 'Water Margin.' This instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, framed by Gao Qiu, chose to endure from beginning to end. What he got in return was not the other party's restraint but escalating persecution that led to his family's ruin.

It wasn't until the blizzard at the mountain temple that Lin Chong killed Lu Qian and others to avenge himself. When he went to ask for wine, the innkeeper treated him with great respect. The reason was simple: at that time, he had let go of the shackles in his heart and no longer lived so miserably.

"Go ahead and do it."

Zhao Fusheng patted Zhou Jing on the shoulder and said calmly, "My advice to you is to pay attention to guiding public opinion. If you have time, read more books on journalism."

Zhao Fusheng didn't know much about later promotional methods, but that didn't stop him from telling Zhou Jing what he knew. After all, living in the era of the Internet information explosion, being repeatedly brainwashed by marketing accounts, big V's, and elites, even the dullest person would have some understanding.

Most importantly, since it involved the film and television industry, after watching how many popular movies were promoted and marketed, Zhao Fusheng had figured out some tricks.

The most obvious example: whether it was 'Wolf Warrior 2,' 'Us and Them,' 'Ex-Files,' 'Dying to Survive,' or even earlier 'The Mermaid' and 'Monster Hunt,' whenever such blockbuster movies appeared, Weibo and WeChat Moments were flooded with various soft articles and chicken soup for the soul. It seemed that if you didn't watch the movie, you were out of touch.

But in reality, were the movies really that good?

Opinions vary. You know, not everything in the world can please everyone—well, except money.

"Okay, rest assured." Zhou Jing quickly nodded and kept Zhao Fusheng's words in mind.

After seeing off his self-satisfied assistant, Zhao Fusheng took a car home. He and Fan Baobao were about to leave and planned to spend more time with family these days.

As soon as he entered, he saw Fan Baobao sitting there angrily, while the little girl looked very unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

When he left, the sisters were getting along happily. How did it become like this when he returned?

"She won't take me to Beijing!" Fan Beibei pointed at her sister and 'accused' Zhao Fusheng: "Brother, brother, I want to go to Beijing. I want to be with you."

His mouth twitched. Zhao Fusheng glanced sympathetically at Fan Baobao, then, under her desperate gaze, gave her a helpless expression. Then he put on an indignant look and said to Fan Beibei, "That's too much! Go tell Mom, let Mom teach your sister a lesson."

"Mm-hmm." The supported little Fan Beibei, not seeing the teasing in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the opposite room to tattle to Li Yuan.

"You just spoil her." Fan Baobao shot Zhao Fusheng a displeased look and complained.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "She's still a child. Why bother arguing with her?"

Fan Baobao sighed, but her mood suddenly became a bit low.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Fusheng knew she was reluctant to leave home, reluctant to leave her sister and mother.

No one likes to wander everywhere, except those who crave freedom and long to roam the world. But such people are a minority; most people yearn for family reunions.

Fan Baobao was no exception. Although she didn't say it, Zhao Fusheng knew she always missed her sister and mother.

Fan Beibei's insistence on going to Beijing was probably also because she didn't want to be separated from her sister.

"Alright, let's work hard this year, earn more money, and buy a villa in Beijing later so Beibei and Auntie can move there." Zhao Fusheng comforted Fan Baobao.

"Pfft, you wish. My mom won't go; she has the shop to take care of." Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, then laughed: "I'm just sighing. You don't need to worry about me."

Although Zhao Fusheng wanted to retort, he held back after thinking.

The biggest characteristic of women is saying one thing but meaning another. Clearly, Fan Baobao needed his comfort just now, but she insisted it wasn't necessary. Yet if he didn't care for her and comfort her, she would say he didn't value her.

Women—the hardest thing in the world to understand is them.