Chapter 1952: A Clever Woman

Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wenli smiled charmingly, exceptionally beautiful.

“Chairman Zhao, thank you.”

“Thank me?”

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow, glanced at Jiang Wenli, but said nothing.

Although he knew this woman had some cunning, he hadn’t expected her to play such psychological games.

“Yes, if it weren’t for you coming, Chairman Zhao, and I got kicked out by Jiang Wen, word would spread and I’d lose a lot of face.” Jiang Wenli explained to Zhao Fusheng frankly.

She was a well-known actress in the entertainment industry. If news got out that Jiang Wen fired her due to dissatisfaction, it would be a great embarrassment for her.

“Heh, Sister Wenli, you exaggerate.”

Zhao Fusheng naturally wouldn’t let her continue like that, but interrupted with a smile: “Regarding the use of actors, to be honest, I don’t know much, since I’m not a director, but you are definitely a good actress.”

No matter what, first give her a compliment and lower his own stance; Zhao Fusheng felt this was definitely the right approach.

Jiang Wenli frowned, looking at Zhao Fusheng, quite surprised inside.

For a long time, it was rumored in the circle that the chairman of Future Group was very good at handling people. She hadn’t quite believed it before, but now it seemed the rumors had some truth.

At the very least, if it were her, she might not be able to treat an actor so politely like Zhao Fusheng did.

This was no joke, but a fact.

Who was Zhao Fusheng?

A super-rich man, though not quite as wealthy as a nation, but compared to an actress like Jiang Wenli, the gap in status was immense.

Yet under such circumstances, Zhao Fusheng actually lowered his stance toward Jiang Wenli.

To be fair, Jiang Wenli felt flattered.

Just as she had said earlier, she was really grateful to Zhao Fusheng.

At the very least, Zhao Fusheng’s appearance solved her face problem.

Of course, solving the face problem alone was not enough.

“Chairman Zhao, I think this matter needs a resolution one way or another, doesn’t it?” Jiang Wenli looked at Zhao Fusheng with a half-smile.

Clearly, she was making demands.

Zhao Fusheng laughed silently inside.

He wasn’t afraid of her speaking up; he was afraid she wanted nothing.

Humans, as long as they have needs, there is a way to solve things.

Why were historical heroes hard to defeat? Simply put, because they had no personal interests at stake. Under such circumstances, how could you defeat them?

Jiang Wenli was certainly no great hero; she was just a little woman with her own thoughts.

If she were ten years younger, she would not hesitate to seduce Zhao Fusheng, even try to sleep with him, even as a mistress she wouldn’t mind.

But unfortunately, she was old.

Though still radiant and charming, she could feel that Zhao Fusheng looked at her differently from others—a purely appreciative gaze that was clearly perceptible.

This was a man with great self-control!

Jiang Wenli defined Zhao Fusheng like that in her heart.

For such a person, her little schemes were completely transparent, but there was no help for it; at this point, hiding some words was meaningless.

So, it was better to be frank.

“Chairman Zhao coming here already gives me face. No matter how it’s resolved, I trust you.” Jiang Wenli smiled slightly, said nothing more, then said to Zhao Fusheng: “I’ll buy a ticket today and return to the capital.”

With that, she stood up, smiled charmingly, and swayed away.

“Chairman, this…”

Liu Yiming, beside Zhao Fusheng, looked astonished. He didn’t understand what was going on.

Zhao Fusheng said nothing, just silently watched Jiang Wenli walk away.

“A clever person.”

After a long while, Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself.

Clever person?

Liu Yiming was startled, then sneered: “Clever indeed, pushing everything onto us. With your status, giving her compensation—she’s thinking quite well.”

Being chosen by Zheng Yao as Zhao Fusheng’s assistant itself showed the company’s regard, meaning Liu Yiming had his own abilities.

Jiang Wenli’s performance just now seemed impressive, but after a little thought, Liu Yiming understood her purpose.

It was nothing more than putting the problem to Zhao Fusheng and making things difficult for him.

After all, with Zhao Fusheng’s status as a super-rich man, giving too little compensation would be embarrassing.

This was a straightforward open scheme; even if you didn’t fall for it, you’d still be annoyed.

“You, don’t see people as so shameless.” Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly and slowly said: “Contact President Ye, have him discuss with President Zheng about what compensation to give. Give a little, not too much, but not too little either—like two or three advertising endorsements. She said she wants face, understand?”

“Ah?”

Liu Yiming was stunned, clearly not understanding the meaning behind Zhao Fusheng’s words.

But Zhao Fusheng shook his head and didn’t intend to explain further.

This guy really needs some training.

His brain works well enough, but his thinking is too rigid.

Compared to Wu Sijie, he's far behind.

At least Wu Sijie wouldn't ask such a stupid question at a time like this.

But he could understand—after all, Wu Sijie had been by his side for years and had long been tempered, while Liu Yiming still had a lot to learn.

In a sense, everyone goes through a process of growth, and the same was true for Zhao Fusheng.

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……

Watching Jiang Wenli leave, Zhao Fusheng and Liu Yiming also returned to their room.

He had come precisely to resolve this matter; now that the person had arrived and face had been given, the issue was as good as settled.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng wasn't really that concerned about it; what interested him more now was who Brother Fa wanted to recommend to him.

Jiang Wenli acted quickly—she came and went without delay. After meeting Zhao Fusheng, she bought a ticket and by noon was already on a flight to the capital.

"She's gone."

Liu Yiming reported to Zhao Fusheng.

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, I had someone watch her through security." Liu Yiming nodded, confirming.

"What a clever person."

Zhao Fusheng laughed as he spoke: "It seems she was just waiting for our company's top management to come, to claim this favor."

Liu Yiming remained silent; clearly, these words from Zhao Fusheng were not directed at him.

With a smile, Zhao Fusheng said no more.

Everyone has a bit of scheming—whether honest or not, such thoughts exist. A small matter like this, in his view, was harmless.

"Chairman, when do we head back?"

Liu Yiming asked Zhao Fusheng.

He had a reason for asking; as Zhao Fusheng's secretary, he was responsible for coordinating his schedule.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment: "Let's wait, no rush."

"Okay."

Liu Yiming nodded and did not pursue the matter further.

Zhao Fusheng could choose not to leave, but he had to ask—it was a matter of duty.

Because of Zhao Fusheng's rules, the crew's scenes were all filmed during the day, and they usually wrapped up by the afternoon.

When the large group returned to the hotel, sure enough, Brother Fa found Zhao Fusheng.

I reckon you've been waiting for me all along.

Brother Fa had clearly heard the news of Jiang Wenli's departure and smiled as he got straight to the point with Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "Yes, I've been waiting for you, Brother Fa."

For such a seasoned veteran, there was no need to resort to deception—he could see through it at a glance, and doing so would only make one seem inferior.

To put it bluntly, we're both old foxes; why play tricks on each other? Who do you think you're fooling?

Just as Brother Fa took the initiative to chat with him, Zhao Fusheng sensed he had something to say. And by staying put, Brother Fa knew Zhao Fusheng had likely guessed his intentions.

Miss Jiang has left. I'd like to recommend someone.

Brother Fa spoke directly, with no intention of beating around the bush.

Zhao Fusheng frowned. "Who?"

To be honest, he wasn't particularly fond of actresses from Hong Kong.

Although that era produced many Hong Kong actresses who would later be hailed as goddesses, in truth, the term 'goddess' had already become a cliché by then.

Golden Eagle Goddess, Golden Horse Goddess—even online streamers could claim the title of 'goddess of geeks'.

And the so-called 'ageless goddesses'.

Damn, they must have some misunderstanding about the word 'goddess'.

Don't they know about the legendary tricks of Botox and makeup?

'Ageless goddess'—who are they kidding?

So when Fa Ge mentioned he wanted to recommend someone, Zhao Fusheng had a hunch that it would be some Hong Kong actress.

'You should have seen her movies; she's my old partner.'

Fa Ge smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng, 'Her acting goes without saying, and she's a good person. Honestly, she's been retired for many years. If not for some circumstances, she wouldn't have come out recently. I hope she can get back on her feet.'

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng frowned again.

If someone else had said this, he might have thought they were meddling and talking nonsense, but since it was Fa Ge, Zhao Fusheng knew he wasn't the type to speak carelessly—this was a man who had casually donated five billion Hong Kong dollars.

Honestly, if it were himself, Zhao Fusheng knew he absolutely couldn't do that.

The Hong Kong entertainment circle all said Fa Ge knew how to handle things—that was beyond doubt.

But who was this person that could make Fa Ge personally speak to him?