Chapter 0182: Dinner Party

In *A Better Tomorrow*, Brother Mark, who liked to chew on a toothpick, once said: 'I've been waiting for three years, just to get a chance. I want to fight for my pride, not to prove that I'm great, but to tell people that what I've lost, I will take back!'

Many say that no one has ever portrayed a gangster hero better than Chow Yun-fat's Brother Mark.

Perhaps it's because, at that time, he was in a period of decline.

When *A Better Tomorrow* was being filmed, director John Woo, lead actors Chow Yun-fat and Ti Lung, were all at low points in their lives. Maybe that's why they were able to make such a passionate film.

People always need to go through something before they can unleash tremendous energy.

Either erupt in silence, or pervert in silence.

"By the way, there's an ad audition in a few days. Do you want to come and take a look?" Qin Wentao suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "That should be your responsibility. What would I do there?"

Qin Wentao smiled bitterly: "Come on, have you forgotten? You're still the creative director of the company's advertising department."

Speaking of which, since taking on the Brain Gold order, Future Advertising had gained some fame in the northern advertising circle. After all, having beaten so many large ad agencies, this small company must have its unique qualities.

At least in the three northeastern provinces, many businesses had heard of Future Advertising's name.

That's why Zheng Yao told Zhao Fusheng that if she were given three years, she would definitely use money to crush her ex-boyfriend in style.

Zhao Fusheng found this boring. For him, if he couldn't even run an ad agency well, he would truly be letting down the word 'rebirth'.

At that very moment, in a private club in Beijing, Wang Jinghua was sitting with Zhou Feifei. The person they were waiting for was none other than Zheng Yao and Bai Jie.

"Sister Hua, is this General Manager Zheng really as exaggerated as you say?" Zhou Feifei played with her fingers out of boredom, but whispered to Wang Jinghua.

Wang Jinghua rested her chin on her hand, squinting as she calculated: "If the advertising world had a Best Newcomer award, this woman would be this year's winner. But she's very mysterious; even now, many people are studying her and her mysterious designer."

Seeing Wang Jinghua so serious, Zhou Feifei sneered, half-jokingly and half-tauntingly: "What's there to study? Just an ad agency. Is there anyone who doesn't give you face, Sister Hua?"

Wang Jinghua shot her a glare: "Silly girl, do you think Sister Hua is a goddess? They're an ad agency. Which product endorsement in their hands doesn't require me to fight for it? Not to mention this endorsement. How many people do you think are eyeing your spot? Why do you think Andy rushed over from Hong Kong overnight? Isn't it because he's afraid news might leak and someone else will get there first?"

In fact, there was something she hadn't told Zhou Feifei: that morning, Yue Yiling had been testing her about replacing Zhou Feifei with a Hong Kong actress.

Hearing Wang Jinghua's words, Zhou Feifei frowned slightly, lost in thought, and then fell into silence.

"You're not like Huazi. He was personally requested by the other side; you were squeezed in by me and Teacher Chen. If the ad agency isn't satisfied with you, do you think the client will listen to us or to them? Or are you planning to go all out like some people do?"

Wang Jinghua tapped Zhou Feifei on the head: "If you weren't the one I trained myself, I'd throw you out right now. Your head's full of nonsense all day."

Then she said seriously, "We're meeting with President Zheng today. In a few days, I'll take you to see that planner. Perform well and try to make them satisfied."

Zhou Feifei quickly nodded, grinning obsequiously: "Sister Hua, you can rest assured a hundred percent. As long as he doesn't have any weird fetishes, if he's a man, he'll like a pretty woman. I'll just crook my finger, and I guarantee he'll agree in a daze."

"Don't overthink it. He has a girlfriend—that 'Clear Mouth' girl." Wang Jinghua laughed.

In her heart, though, she dismissed Zhou Feifei's words.

Although she had only met Zhao Fusheng a few times and had few dealings with him, she was certain. Zhao Fusheng was not the kind of man who would fall at her feet just because Zhou Feifei crooked her finger. He might be dazzled by a beautiful woman, sometimes staring intently, but that didn't mean he would harbor evil thoughts or fantasize about every beauty he met.

"The 'Clear Mouth' girl?" Zhou Feifei was taken aback. Clearly, she remembered the girl from that commercial. "Didn't you say a few days ago that you signed that girl?"

"Yes, her name is Fan Baobao. She's your junior at the Central Academy of Drama, probably one year below you." Wang Jinghua nodded and instructed Zhou Feifei, "Contact her when you have time and look after her. Let me tell you, her boyfriend is not simple."

Zhou Feifei nodded. She had to listen to Wang Jinghua; after all, without Wang Jinghua's discovery, she wouldn't have her current status and fame.

"Okay, don't worry, I understand." Zhou Feifei said to Wang Jinghua. In her view, this was a trivial matter.

Wang Jinghua shook her head and didn't say more. After all, if she told Zhou Feifei to curry favor with Fan Baobao, it would seem beneath her. Given Zhou Feifei's current status, there was no need for that.

However, building a good relationship with Fan Baobao and guiding her would ultimately benefit Zhou Feifei. Based on Wang Jinghua's observation of Zhao Fusheng, he was a young man who cherished old ties and valued fairness.

In other words, if you treat him well, he'll treat you well. If you scheme against him, he'll scheme against you—and ruthlessly at that.

Such a person hates owing favors the most.

Wang Jinghua could even imagine how much Zhou Feifei would benefit if Zhao Fusheng found out she had taken care of Fan Baobao.

At that moment, the door to the private room opened, and Zheng Yao and Bai Jie appeared at the entrance. Wang Jinghua stood up, smiling as she extended her hand: "President Zheng, President Bai, welcome."

Zhou Feifei also stood up and politely nodded to Zheng Yao and Bai Jie: "President Zheng, President Bai."

Zheng Yao smiled and said to Wang Jinghua, "Sister Hua, what's the meaning of this? Inviting Bai Jie and me to dinner and having a big star like Miss Zhou accompany us—I really don't deserve this."

Wang Jinghua waved her hand: "Today we're just having a casual meal. President Zheng, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand."

Zheng Yao and Bai Jie exchanged a glance, both sneering inwardly. Recalling their reaction when they saw Zhou Feifei's information that morning, they understood why Wang Jinghua had invited them to this meal.