Chapter 0155: The Meeting

Entrepreneurs need to remember eight words: vision, pragmatism, sincerity, and persistence.

If you can achieve these four points...

You can gain the attention of the investor daddy.

No kidding, no matter the era, when all is said and done, if you want to start a business, the most important thing is not having a genius mind or incredible luck, but having money! Money! Money!

Important things are said three times!

So, whether it was Li Jian or Zhao Fusheng, neither of them really cared much about Qingcheng Culture.

To put it bluntly, on one hand, Zhao Fusheng had no intention of entering the entertainment industry; on the other, he didn't think he would ever need to bow to He Yunzhi. As for Li Jian, that guy was an idealist. His family was well-off, and he had earned a good amount of money as a singer over the years, so he didn't need to worry about life after being blacklisted.

Therefore, the contract termination didn't affect Li Jian as much as He Yunzhi had imagined.

Mu Qingwan realized this, but He Yunzhi clearly hadn't considered it at all.

Perhaps because she had lived abroad for too long, she had forgotten some situations that only occur domestically.

"As long as you're fine, that's what matters. Let's have dinner later, and I'll introduce someone to you," Zhao Fusheng said to Li Jian after some thought.

Li Jian was taken aback: "You're not going to find me a new label, are you?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "What are you thinking? I'm just introducing a friend to you. After all, you got terminated because of my issue. More friends mean more paths, at least it's a connection."

With him saying that, Li Jian couldn't refuse and had to nod in agreement. They set a time and place at a teahouse near the Central Academy of Drama.

Then, Zhao Fusheng called Wang Jinghua.

"Sister Hua, do you have time tonight? Let's meet," Zhao Fusheng said directly.

Wang Jinghua was startled: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Nothing, it's just about the matter I mentioned yesterday. We need to talk in person."

Wang Jinghua was initially surprised, then realized what Zhao Fusheng was referring to. Her expression changed: "You're not joking, are you? It worked?"

Zhao Fusheng said calmly: "Let's talk in person. Five o'clock in the afternoon, at Dexiang Teahouse near the Central Academy of Drama."

Wang Jinghua knew that this matter couldn't be explained clearly over the phone, so she nodded and hung up.

Zhao Fusheng stayed in the hotel until the afternoon, then arrived at the teahouse entrance on time. Just as he reached the door, he heard Li Jian's voice from behind: "Hey, you just got here too."

Zhao Fusheng turned around and saw Li Jian parking his car. The guy was wearing sunglasses, as if afraid someone might recognize him.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng said: "Brother Li, you're not some super big star. Do you really need sunglasses?"

Li Jian ignored his teasing and instead asked curiously: "Why did you insist on meeting here? Who are you introducing to me? Someone from the Central Academy of Drama?"

Since they were meeting near the Central Academy of Drama, he instinctively thought that the person Zhao Fusheng was introducing was from there. For a moment, Li Jian even wondered if Zhao Fusheng wanted him to break into the film and television industry.

"Let me tell you, I can't act. If you want me to sing, that's fine, but acting? I've never had that gene since I was a kid," Li Jian muttered as he followed Zhao Fusheng into the teahouse.

Despite being a literary youth, he was quite talkative in private, sometimes like an old nag.

Zhao Fusheng was also full of helplessness. He dragged Li Jian up to the third floor and pushed open the door of the private room. There sat Wang Jinghua, and beside her was another man.

"Huh?"

The moment Zhao Fusheng saw that person, he froze and blurted out: "Why are you here?"

The man was startled, then smiled: "You know me?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chen, are you kidding me? How many people in this country don't know you?"

The man snorted at that: "And yet you said I'm old."

"Ah?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then looked at Wang Jinghua and complained in surprise: "Sister Hua, I didn't expect you to be such a gossip."

Wang Jinghua didn't mind at all and rolled her eyes at Zhao Fusheng: "What do you mean by 'such a'? So you're not a good person either, are you?"

With that, they all laughed.

Sitting with Wang Jinghua was naturally her good friend, the country's top actor, film emperor Chen Dao.

From starring as Puyi in "The Last Emperor" in 1988 to playing Gu Weijun in "My 1919" this year, Chen Dao had won all the domestic best actor awards and created countless classic screen images.

In his previous life, he was also one of Zhao Fusheng's favorite actors; whether in acting or personal image, it was hard to dislike him.

More importantly, he and Wang Jinghua were close friends. When Wang Jinghua was just a singer's agent, Chen Dao took the initiative to invite her to be his agent, and from then on, Wang Jinghua entered the circle of talent agents.

Zhao Fusheng also knew that in several major upheavals that followed, Chen Dao always stood by Wang Jinghua, and Wang Jinghua reciprocated by helping Chen Lang secure a foothold in the male lead market.

"This is Li Jian, my friend," Zhao Fusheng introduced Li Jian to Wang Jinghua and Chen Dao.

Li Jian quickly extended his hand to both of them: "Hello, Sister Hua. Hello, Teacher Chen. I'm Li Jian."

His respect had a reason. Wang Jinghua was considered a pioneer in the agent circle; she had made the country's first duo famous. And Chen Dao was one of the big shots in Beijing's entertainment circle. Li Jian, though talented, was not rigid. He was more than happy to have Zhao Fusheng introduce these two to him.

Although Wang Jinghua and Chen Dao were a bit curious why Zhao Fusheng had brought Li Jian, they still politely greeted him.

The four of them sat down. Zhao Fusheng then looked at Chen Dao: "Teacher Chen, what brings you here? I didn't hear Sister Hua mention that you would be coming."

He was telling the truth. When he had talked with Wang Jinghua earlier, she hadn't mentioned that Chen Dao would also come.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng had only planned to introduce Li Jian to Wang Jinghua and ask her to look after him. He hadn't expected Chen Dao to tag along, making it harder to bring up the topic. But he believed that with Wang Jinghua's shrewdness, she would guess his intention.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Chen Dao smiled and said: "I had nothing to do, but then I heard from her that there's a young man who thinks I'm too old to shoot commercials, so I came to have a look."

Zhao Fusheng had casually said that when he called Wang Jinghua yesterday. Now that Chen Dao brought it up, he felt a bit embarrassed.

He glanced at Wang Jinghua, but she looked completely indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Zhao Fusheng smiled helplessly: "Teacher Chen, you've misunderstood. I didn't mean you're not suitable for commercials. It's just that in my vision for this ad, it really isn't right for you."

He paused, then blinked: "Maybe you wouldn't mind shooting a romantic scene with a female star in the commercial?"

Chen Dao frowned, looked at Zhao Fusheng thoughtfully, but didn't speak immediately.