Chapter 1141: King Meets King

After returning home, Zhao Fusheng was naturally happy. After all, with Fan Baobao around, it was as if there was a little ray of sunshine by his side.

The meaning of love is to let people know that besides family, there will be someone who can make you smile.

After a moment of tenderness, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao lay in each other's arms.

"Are you really going to let Old Jiang be the director and lead actor?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng in a low voice. During dinner, after hearing the news from Zhao Fusheng, she had felt somewhat surprised.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said matter-of-factly, "This film is the company's first collaboration with the outside world after the establishment of Future Group. Although Huayi and Xinbaoyuan have other ideas, it's very important to us. I wouldn't feel at ease letting someone else handle it."

After all, with such a large investment, letting others take charge of everything—Zhao Fusheng didn't say it, but he still had his reservations.

He was an ordinary person; it was perfectly normal to trust some and not others.

Jiang Wen was undoubtedly the director and actor Zhao Fusheng trusted the most. Having him involved was also one of Zhao Fusheng's strategies.

Of course, this idea was a bit shady, and Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn't point it out. Fan Baobao's concern wasn't for any other reason but that she felt Jiang Wen should be by Zhou Yun's side at this time, since she was about to give birth.

The biggest difference between women and men lies in their perspectives on issues. The former are more emotional, while the latter, though occasionally emotional, are rational most of the time.

Rational men may seem somewhat cold and heartless, but one must admit that if a person isn't rational enough and relies solely on emotions to judge many things, they may make wrong decisions.

"I know, but it's a bit sad. You men always put your careers above your families," Fan Baobao said after a moment of silence.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's not that we put our careers above our families, but if a person has no career, how can they protect their family?"

Many people always think that one should live freely and follow one's heart. For example, at the very least, one should put family first, and work or career should come second.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, such people are basically those who have never lacked money or suffered hardships.

The reason is simple: life has never been peaceful and easy. Either we work hard ourselves, or someone else carries the burden for us.

"You men..." Fan Baobao let out a faint sigh but said nothing more.

She also understood that Zhao Fusheng's words were actually correct, but deep down, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

This is probably the difference between women and men. Women feel that love can conquer all, while men feel that if they can't give their families everything they can, it's a failure.

It's not about right or wrong, just different perspectives. After all, the three concepts of life, values, and worldview will have different answers in everyone's mind.

"Cut it out." Zhao Fusheng reached out and tapped Fan Baobao on the head: "Stop overthinking. Old Jiang also wants to give Zhou Yun and the child a better life. Besides, I wrote this script, and our company is the main investor. If the filming goes wrong, we'll lose tens of millions. Would you be willing to let that happen?"

Tens of millions?

Fan Baobao's eyes instantly widened as she looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Why invest so much?"

As an insider, she certainly knew how sluggish the current film market was. An investment of over ten million was considered decent, but a film with an investment of tens of millions, as Zhao Fusheng mentioned, was simply burning money!

If it were another company doing this, Fan Baobao would happily be a spectator, but the problem was that this was their own company.

"Why invest so much? Are those Wangs bullying us?" Fan Baobao's eyebrows shot up as she widened her eyes and asked.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and smiled: "Don't talk nonsense. They haven't done anything; they just want to cooperate with us."

Then he explained the ins and outs of the matter to Fan Baobao.

After all, she was his bedmate, and there were some things Zhao Fusheng never intended to hide from Fan Baobao.

He really couldn't understand what those people who were obviously rich but liked to keep secrets from their bedmates were thinking. You sleep with them, but you play the mystery game and deceive your loved one—does that give you a sense of achievement?

Fan Baobao wasn't stupid. After listening to Zhao Fusheng, she naturally understood what this film shoot meant. Tilting her head in thought, she said to Zhao Fusheng, "Since that's the case, don't be polite. Xinbaoyuan and Huayi have so many stars; not one of them should escape. They all have to come and make cameo appearances in our film."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback and was about to refuse. But in that moment, he suddenly understood what Fan Baobao meant.

"You mean, make it like a New Year film?" Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao in surprise.

Fan Baobao nodded: "We can totally adopt the Hong Kong New Year film model. Release a film every Spring Festival, with stars from the three companies making cameo appearances. What do you think?"

Hearing her words, Zhao Fusheng was silent for a long time, thinking about whether this plan, as Fan Baobao suggested, was feasible.

But after careful thought, it was actually quite interesting.

The New Year film, released during the Spring Festival, had gradually been accepted by the public in China since Zhao Fusheng and others filmed "Good Dream One Day." If, as Fan Baobao said, they made this a habit, it might bring unexpected surprises.

After all, Xinbaoyuan and Huayi were quite strong in film and television production. Combining the interests of several companies through such cooperation would actually benefit Future Film.

"What, did I say something wrong?" Fan Baobao asked, a bit puzzled, seeing that Zhao Fusheng hadn't spoken.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Not wrong, it makes a lot of sense. Your idea is very useful."

"Really?" Fan Baobao's eyes lit up. She had always hoped to help Zhao Fusheng, and she never expected that a casual suggestion would earn his praise. This was truly unexpected.

"Silly girl." Zhao Fusheng stroked Fan Baobao's hair: "Of course it's true."

Then he smiled meaningfully: "So, I've decided to reward you."

"Reward?" Fan Baobao was a bit confused.

Then came a startled cry, followed by two figures tightly entwined on the bed...