Chapter 0160: I Want to Make a Transfer

The late autumn wind carried a chill. Zhao Fusheng stood by the open window, the wind occasionally whistling in his ears. Leaves fell to the ground with the wind's push; though reluctant, the wind's force overpowered theirs, and they had no choice but to accept fate's manipulation.

Many people liked to stargaze, but few did so in the chilling autumn wind. Few were like Zhao Fusheng, who enjoyed opening the window late at night to look at the stars.

Zhao Fusheng stood at the window, gazing at the moon in the sky, wanting to ponder some things, but nothing came to him.

People have a natural fear of pain; fearing pain is everyone's nature. By the same token, everyone fears failure. No one likes to fail, even if they know that after many failures, they might eventually succeed.

Regarding the movie *Infernal Affairs*, Zhao Fusheng was actually quite conflicted. At his core, he was that kind of person. In his past life, his repeated failures were largely due to his indecisive character.

In Tan Kaixuan's words, Zhao Fusheng was a pretentious person.

"Forget it, just consider it helping him out," Zhao Fusheng shook his head and gave a bitter smile.

In his past life, he had a good impression of that Heavenly King Lau. At the very least, on major issues of right and wrong, he stood firmly. As for the secret marriage, in Zhao Fusheng's view, it was nothing.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know much about the Hong Kong entertainment circle, which was why he frowned when Wang Jinghua proposed the candidates.

But from his limited knowledge, Heavenly King Lau was one of the artists with a good reputation. As for the others, like Brother Dragon and Kung Fu Li, Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to criticize them.

The night passed without incident. The next morning, Zhao Fusheng called Bai Jie, instructing her to contact Wang Jinghua, while he began packing to leave the capital.

"How should we negotiate the specific quote?" Bai Jie asked Zhao Fusheng over the phone.

As one of the company's earliest members, she naturally knew Zhao Fusheng's status and respected his opinions.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said, "The advertiser's set price is ten million. If Andy Lau agrees, don't quote too high at first. You can decide between seven and eight million. Negotiate the specifics slowly, and don't let them think we're rich and foolish."

He paused and smiled, "After all, it was introduced by Boss Zhu, so we should at least be worthy of the production fee they gave us."

Bai Jie understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning immediately: to control costs as much as possible.

After all, as an advertising company, if they always considered using big stars to boost the ad's effect, who would hire them for ad production in the future?

A truly excellent advertising company can increase product sales regardless of which star they use.

The reason was simple. The main reason Zhu Yushi held Zhao Fusheng in high esteem was that, whether it was the already aired Runshengyuan Qingzui Lozenges or the Brain Gold currently in production, Zhao Fusheng had never used any big-name stars, yet he had produced the best plans.

In the advertising circle, creativity has always been king for a simple reason: creativity determines the success or failure of an ad. In any advertiser's eyes, if they can find a genius planner to offer advice without wasting the ad investment, they would be extremely grateful.

That was also why, despite Zhao Fusheng's youth, Han Bin still chose to trust him.

Regardless of whether Zhao Fusheng was still in college, as long as his plans worked, even if he were a high school student, Han Bin would be willing to treat him like an ancestor.

"By the way, for the female star, is it Zhou Feifei?" Bai Jie asked Zhao Fusheng again.

Zhao Fusheng hummed in agreement: "For now, it's her. Recommended by Teacher Chen Dao, I have to give him face. We'll discuss the specifics after I finish the plan. First, finalize their contracts. As for the price, let President Zheng fly over to negotiate in person later."

After thinking it over, this matter required Zheng Yao's personal involvement.

"Alright, I'll notify her right away," Bai Jie quickly nodded. They talked about a few other things, and then Zhao Fusheng hung up.

When he put down the phone, Zhao Fusheng felt as if he had forgotten something.

Shaking his head, he dismissed those inexplicable thoughts and called Fan Baobao. Since he was leaving, he had to say goodbye to her, or she might really fight him.

"I'm planning to leave tomorrow," Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao to the dormitory building and said to her.

Fan Baobao looked confused: "So soon? Have you finished everything?"

She had originally thought Zhao Fusheng would stay for a while.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Basically done. Someone else will handle the rest, so I don't need to worry. Besides, school is about to start. If I don't go back, my mom will probably go ballistic."

Thinking of the scene of Zhao's mom going ballistic and dealing with Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao couldn't help but laugh.

"Laugh at your head," Zhao Fusheng glared at Fan Baobao. "I have a flight tomorrow morning. You don't need to see me off. Tonight, call your roommates and any boyfriends they have, and let's have a meal together."

Unexpectedly, Fan Baobao shook her head directly: "Forget it. With so many people, how much would it cost? Keep the little salary you earn for yourself."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll listen to you."

Their relationship had long passed the point of formality. Since Fan Baobao thought it unnecessary, Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn't go against her wishes.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao, "Since that's the case, come with me somewhere."

Fan Baobao was a bit puzzled but still followed Zhao Fusheng out of the dormitory.

The two walked one after another to a bank.

"Hello, sir. How can I help you?" the counter staff asked politely.

"Hello, please help me make a transfer," Zhao Fusheng smiled, took out his wallet, and handed a bank card to the staff, looking very calm. But Fan Baobao behind him was stunned.

The counter staff took the card, looked at it for a long time, then looked up at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "Sir, what business would you like to conduct?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned. He felt the staff's attitude was problematic. He had already made it very clear, so why ask again?

With patience, Zhao Fusheng said flatly, "Help me make a transfer."

Fan Baobao tugged at him from behind and whispered, "Let's go."

"It's fine, it'll be quick," Zhao Fusheng said without turning his head.

Fan Baobao slapped her forehead. Before she could continue speaking, Zhao Fusheng turned around and looked at the staff: "Can you hurry up, please? I'm in a rush."

The staff smiled wryly and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Sorry, sir, this is a Bank of China card."

"Isn't this Bank of China?"

"Sorry, this is China CITIC Bank."

Zhao Fusheng was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.