Chapter 1649: Going to the United States

Zhao Fusheng was going to the United States, and Fan Baobao knew about it.

"Want to come along?"

Before leaving, Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao.

She had nothing to do at home anyway, and their daughter was growing up day by day. They could ask Zhao's mother and Li Yuan to help take care of her, and the couple could take a honeymoon trip—it wasn't a bad idea.

"No."

Fan Baobao had no interest in Zhao Fusheng's suggestion: "My daughter hasn't been weaned yet. I can't bear to go traveling and let her drink formula."

She paused, then giggled: "Besides, I've taken on a role and plan to make a guest appearance."

Taken on a role?

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "Who got that for you?"

His curiosity had a reason—Fan Baobao didn't have an agent. How could she get a role?

Generally speaking, celebrities lead very busy lives, so they usually have two people around them: one to handle daily chores and another to manage work matters.

The former is an assistant, and the latter is an agent.

A good agent can not only help find good resources, such as advertisements or roles in TV dramas and movies, but also help resolve negative press.

Therefore, when choosing an agent, celebrities are extremely cautious.

They fear encountering an agent with ill intentions or insufficient ability, which could hinder their development.

This is no joke. The benefits a good agent can bring to an artist are unimaginable.

For example, a star like Zhao Baozi, who rose to prominence among many young actresses, ultimately succeeded because of her agent's strong capabilities.

Of course, the downside of such an agent is that if you want to be famous, you have to pay a price.

What price?

Guess!

But that's digressing. Back to the main topic.

Fan Baobao had no agent.

Or to be more precise, she didn't need one at all. After all, the entire Future Film and Television was her family's business. To put it bluntly, she was the boss's wife—why would she need an agent?

As for resources, if Fan Baobao needed them, Future Film and Television would naturally help find them. As for endorsements, they were even less of an issue; if she wanted them, people would line up to send contracts.

Under these circumstances, an agent was completely meaningless for Fan Baobao.

"It's Zhou Yun's play. When I accompanied her to negotiate the contract, I decided to join in the fun," Fan Baobao replied casually upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's question.

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng nodded helplessly.

He had originally planned to take Fan Baobao abroad for a stroll, but she had taken on a guest role.

"Are you having an acting itch?" Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao.

In his view, Fan Baobao had clearly been idle for over a year, gotten bored, and wanted to act.

Fan Baobao laughed and nodded: "Sort of. I just feel that if I never act, I really have nothing to do."

Well, Zhao Fusheng had nothing to say.

What Fan Baobao said made sense. She had no talent for business, loved performing, and had studied it. Naturally, she would think of using this method to pass the time.

But fortunately, given his status, Fan Baobao didn't have to do things she didn't like.

Compared to other celebrities, this was undoubtedly a very happy thing.

In Hong Kong during the 1980s and 1990s, actors and actresses had little status. Even young idols like Andy Lau were admired by many big shots, who would often invite him to star in movies, even if he was sick and on an IV drip.

As the saying goes, once you're in the game, you're no longer your own master.

Whether you're in the game isn't up to you; it's up to the people in the game. Once they come looking for you, you're already in it.

"Go ahead."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Fan Baobao: "I'll have Zhang Qian arrange things later. Be careful."

Fan Baobao nodded and had no other objections.

Acting is a profession that relies on insight and talent. As an actor, you need not only life experience, knowledge reserves, and aesthetic standards, but also personality and creativity.

In the end, acting comes down to the accumulation of life experience and the manifestation of personal qualities.

Zhao Fusheng also knew that Fan Baobao was currently in an awkward stage.

Her acting style belonged to the method school, and method acting doesn't mean you can do it without accumulating knowledge. A method actor often needs to accumulate experience from life, including aspects like living habits and emotional integration.

Take Stephen Chow, for example. Many people think his nonsensical style seems easy to imitate, but in reality?

There is only one Stephen Chow!

Nonsense isn't about being vulgar or silly. Do people really think lowering one's posture and acting cute on variety shows is nonsense? That's pure nonsense.

In the acting profession, dedication is a fine quality, but talent is really important.

Not every Tom, Dick, or Harry is qualified to be called an actor.

If even people who don't know how to act shamelessly call themselves actors, then it's a tragedy for the entire industry.

But unfortunately, in Zhao Fusheng's memory, ten years later, many people couldn't even memorize their lines yet shamelessly claimed to be skilled actors, as if they had been elevated.

Even the term 'veteran actor' became a label some people used to gild themselves.

What is a 'veteran actor'? It's the backbone of a play, someone who can support an entire production.

Does just hanging around the industry for a few decades qualify someone as a veteran actor?

Hah...

"By the way, if you go to the US, will you visit Hollywood?"

Fan Baobao suddenly remembered something and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then nodded: "I should. Why?"

"Will you have a chance to meet Leonardo DiCaprio?"

Fan Baobao asked with sparkling eyes.

Clearly, she had harbored this idea for a long time.

"No!"

Zhao Fusheng glared at her and said grumpily: "I don't have time!"

He hadn't expected his wife to be a fan of celebrities.

Although little Leo was indeed very handsome at this time, Zhao Fusheng was still quite annoyed and decided internally to make that guy suffer a bit if he got the chance.

"Look at you..." Fan Baobao glanced at Zhao Fusheng helplessly. Although her husband's jealousy was amusing, she really did like little Leo.

"Hmph."

Zhao Fusheng snorted, glared at Fan Baobao, and put on an expression that said, 'I'm angry, I need comfort.'

Fan Baobao smiled charmingly, leaned close to Zhao Fusheng's ear, and whispered something.

Hearing her words, Zhao Fusheng's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Mm, really."

Fan Baobao said with a grin.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Don't worry, I'll get it done."

Watching her husband leave contentedly, Fan Baobao giggled. Men, how could they ever escape a woman's palm?

...

...

After spending a pleasant night happily, the next day, Zhao Fusheng left Beijing for the United States in high spirits.

"Chairman, Twitter seems to be in contact with Wall Street people."

On the plane, Wu Sijie cautiously said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Hah, that's normal."

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind and smiled lightly: "I guess the news of our negotiations with Samsung has already leaked."

"What?"

Wu Sijie was startled and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "It wasn't leaked by us."

"Of course."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Samsung!"

Wu Sijie blurted out.

"Oh?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed: "Tell me, how do you know it's Samsung's problem?"

Wu Sijie replied: "Obviously, we couldn't have leaked this news. Samsung has a reason to leak it—they can use it to boost their stock price."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "That's one point."

"There's more?" Wu Sijie looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

Clearly, he hadn't thought of it.

Zhao Fusheng was in a good mood, so he explained: "As for Twitter..."

"I see!"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng mention Twitter, Wu Sijie instantly understood his meaning.