Chapter 0183 The Diva's Thoughts

They say three women make a play, one woman equals five hundred ducks—so what kind of scene would four women make?

The key point is, these were individuals, each successful in their own right, making a name in their respective fields. Just imagining the scene, Zhao Fusheng found it extremely amusing, so much so that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zheng Yao on the other end of the phone clearly had no idea what Zhao Fusheng was laughing about.

"Ahem, ahem, nothing, just found it rather interesting." Zhao Fusheng naturally dared not describe the scene in his mind, calmly changing the subject: "So, have you reached an agreement?"

To be fair, at the very beginning, both Zheng Yao and Bai Jie were not satisfied with the choice of Zhou Feifei. In their view, they should at least choose a female star of equal status to Liu Dehua to co-star in that advertisement. Of course, they hadn't mentioned this to Zhao Fusheng; they only brought up their thoughts after the first meeting with Wang Jinghua, suggesting that Wang Jinghua could help find a female star from Hong Kong or Taiwan instead.

This idea coincided with Yue Yiling's, so Wang Jinghua hurriedly dragged Zhou Feifei to invite Zheng Yao and Bai Jie for a meal.

The purpose was simple: to use this dinner to bring their relationships closer.

Zhao Fusheng didn't see any difference between Wang Jinghua's or Zheng Yao's approach; wasn't it just leveraging influence? That was perfectly normal.

"Overall, it's acceptable, but I'm still a bit hesitant..."

Zheng Yao, speaking to Zhao Fusheng, naturally wouldn't say insincere words. She said seriously, "Bai Jie's and my opinions don't really matter. Han Bin saw your proposal and loved it. In his words, it's like a movie. So as long as you nod, he shouldn't have any objections."

The implication was that the final decision on whether to use Zhou Feifei as the lead actress rested with Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng rubbed his head in some distress, silent for a moment before saying, "Let's tentatively settle on her for now, but don't make it final. I'll think it over."

To be honest, he himself was also hesitant. If possible, Zhao Fusheng would still prefer to use stars he was familiar with from his past life, at least those he knew. For someone like Zhou Feifei, whom he didn't know well, he instinctively felt it was somewhat risky.

That was only human; anyone would have the same concerns.

Zheng Yao nodded: "Alright, I'll wait for your news."

After hanging up, she shook her head at Bai Jie beside her: "He says he hasn't decided yet and needs to wait."

"Wait some more?"

Bai Jie frowned slightly, then shook her head: "He's not taken a fancy to that Zhou Feifei, is he?"

Zheng Yao waved her hand: "Don't talk nonsense. They've never even met. How could that be?"

Then she smiled bitterly: "If you say that out loud and it gets misunderstood, causing trouble, that wouldn't be good."

Bai Jie was taken aback, then recalled some sordid stories she'd heard about the advertising circle. Her expression changed, and she nodded without saying more.

Both were smart women, well aware that relying on parents at most made you a princess, relying on a man at most made you a queen, but relying on yourself—that was just foolish.

Zhao Fusheng had gained considerable fame in the advertising circle. Many advertising agencies were very curious about the mysterious ad planner using the pseudonym Lucifer, but due to good confidentiality, his true identity remained unknown. The Perfect Advertising company, which had once tried to poach him, hadn't revealed Zhao Fusheng's situation. Perhaps Wang Meiyu hadn't said anything. In short, as Zheng Yao put it, Zhao Fusheng was well hidden for now.

Under such circumstances, if Zhou Feifei really won Zhao Fusheng over with her beauty, things could get really tricky.

"By the way, arrange to sign the endorsement contract with Liu Dehua in the next couple of days. As for Zhou Feifei, wait a bit longer..." Zheng Yao thought for a moment and said to Bai Jie.

Bai Jie nodded: "Got it. Don't push yourself too hard. Get some rest soon."

Zheng Yao nodded, watched her leave the room, then turned back and picked up the documents to read again.

She now somewhat understood what Zhao Fusheng had said before. Career success was certainly exhilarating, but along with it, she felt like a car that had been refueled, forced to keep moving forward without a chance to stop and rest. Even a bit of personal space had become a luxury.

"Borrowing trouble," Zheng Yao muttered with a wry smile as she read the documents.

At the same time, Wang Jinghua sat gloomily in Zhou Feifei's home.

"Hua Jie, what's wrong with you? Look at your face, it's about to rain," Zhou Feifei said cheerfully, without any hint of being a top star.

"Still laughing! The endorsement that was within reach is about to slip away, and you can still laugh!" Wang Jinghua glared at the woman, her face full of frustration.

"Jie, let's be reasonable. This has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything. If they don't want me, that's their problem. What's it got to do with me?" Zhou Feifei looked bewildered, having no idea how she had offended Wang Jinghua.

Wang Jinghua was so angry she laughed: "You have the nerve to say that! You silly girl, back then I told you not to date, but you insisted. I told you not to go public, but you insisted. Now look, your market appeal has dropped, and they're using that as an excuse. And you think you're in the right..."

Only she could speak to Zhou Feifei so directly. As the agent who discovered Zhou Feifei, Wang Jinghua had been the driving force behind her rise to where she was today. Their relationship was truly one of mentor and friend, and because of that, Wang Jinghua didn't hold back when scolding Zhou Feifei.

Zhou Feifei also knew that Wang Jinghua truly protected her like a younger sister. Before and after she became famous, countless open and covert attacks had been blocked by Hua Jie. Even now, the main reason Zhou Feifei could still do whatever she wanted in this circle was that all the pressure was borne by Wang Jinghua, her agent.

"Jie, don't be angry. I know I was wrong," Zhou Feifei said softly, walking over to Wang Jinghua. "How about this: we go to Ninghai, find that Fusheng guy, let him see my acting skills, or we lower the endorsement fee. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Wang Jinghua's eyes suddenly lit up. She slapped her thigh: "Right! Why didn't I think of that?"

Zhou Feifei was startled. Her intuition told her she might have made a questionable decision.