Chapter 2173: Liu Yiming Asks for Leave

Zhao Fusheng could understand the Hollywood complex of Chinese filmmakers, after all, Hollywood represented the highest level of world cinema at the time.

Not to mention anything else, whether in terms of thematic depth or special effects, Hollywood was indeed ahead of other regions in the world.

Under these circumstances, many people at Future Film were clamoring to use their control over Marvel to break into Hollywood.

But in fact, Zhao Fusheng knew very well that this was impossible.

For a long time, the power in Hollywood had been firmly in the hands of the eight major film studios, and the white mainstream society in the United States would not allow Future Film or Future Investment to use this platform to promote certain Chinese cultural ideas.

This was no joke.

It was the truth.

From a long time ago, Hollywood's cultural exports had been targeting the entire world.

Looking at Hollywood blockbusters, Easterners were mostly cast as comic villains, while the embodiment of justice was always white people and the like.

More importantly, people had always believed that if a Hollywood protagonist fought a hundred opponents, that was called a superhero.

But if a Chinese film did the same, it would be criticized for being unrealistic.

From this perspective, this was so-called double standards.

Yet, many people still fell for it.

It was truly a sad thing.

Although Ye Jing was somewhat tempted, since Zhao Fusheng had made his stance clear, he naturally knew what to do.

Having worked together for so long, Ye Jing also knew Zhao Fusheng's temperament; this man actually had a very strong personality, but it wasn't always obvious in daily life. Most people thought Zhao Fusheng had a good temper and was easy to get along with.

But those familiar with him knew that once Zhao Fusheng made a decision, he rarely changed his mind.

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, summer vacation had arrived.

In June, the capital was unbearably hot.

Even staying at home with the air conditioning on was the same.

Zhao Fusheng was at home every day, suffering from the heat, and even considered going to Italy to escape the summer.

Fan Beibei, on the other hand, had happily gone to Italy.

The little girl had grown to love this lifestyle; whenever there was a holiday, she would clamor to go abroad and have fun.

Zhao Fusheng discussed it with Fan Baobao and agreed to her request.

After all, once the child started middle school, she would be going abroad to study and live. Going there early now would let her get a taste of the outside environment, so she wouldn't miss home too much when the time came.

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"Chairman, are we going out today?"

As Zhao Fusheng sat at home watching TV, Liu Yiming walked in and asked him.

"What's up?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Liu Yiming with some surprise and asked curiously, "Do you have something to do?"

"Yeah."

Liu Yiming nodded and said a bit sheepishly, "A fellow townsman came to visit, the child of a colleague of my mother's. They called me and asked me to look after them."

"A student?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback and asked in confusion, then shook his head: "No, it's not time for the college entrance exam yet."

He thought it was a student from Liu Yiming's hometown.

"No, it's a recent college graduate."

Liu Yiming said with a smile, "They want to come to the capital to try their luck."

"Oh, a Beipiao."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, not finding this surprising. In his previous life, he himself had been a Beipiao, so he had a good understanding of the Beipiao community.

The so-called Beipiao, in a specific sense, refers to people who come to the capital from other places, live there but do not have a capital household registration. They may already have jobs or be seeking development opportunities.

These people are almost all young, often with a certain level of education or high cultural literacy and skills. They mainly seek to realize their ambitions in fields like cultural industries and high-tech industries.

In Zhao Fusheng's impression, these young Beipiao rarely had a fixed residence when they first arrived in the capital, moving around frequently, giving a sense of drifting. They themselves, for various reasons, did not have a strong sense of belonging to the capital, hence the name.

Some had graduated from universities in the capital and found jobs there instead of going to the assigned locations elsewhere; others had graduated from universities elsewhere, left their first jobs, and came to the capital to find work.

Although they were employed, from the perspective of the separation between their place of employment and their place of household registration, they still belonged to the "drifting" group.

The meaning of "drift" here implies migration and instability.

When Zhao Fusheng was a Beipiao in his previous life, he met many people coming and going. Some eventually persevered, while others failed and had to leave the capital.

Of course, there were even more who continued to pursue their dreams.

It seemed that Liu Yiming's fellow townsman was probably young, otherwise they wouldn't think of becoming a Beipiao right after graduation.

"You know about Beipiao too?"

Liu Yiming looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise, clearly not expecting that someone as important as Zhao Fusheng would know about this.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and waved his hand: "Don't forget, when I started my business, I was technically a Beipiao too."

Hearing this, Liu Yiming was stunned, then shook his head helplessly.

He didn't think that Zhao Fusheng bringing Future Advertising into the capital's advertising market counted as being a Beipiao.

That should be more like a powerful dragon crossing the river!

After all, before that, the reputation of Future Advertising and Zhao Fusheng's reputation as a gold-medal advertising planner had already spread throughout the northern advertising circle.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Fusheng's arrival in the capital didn't feel like being a Beipiao.

Seeing Liu Yiming's reaction, Zhao Fusheng naturally understood what he meant. He smiled but didn't say anything more.

Some secrets, he couldn't even tell those closest to him, let alone Liu Yiming.

"Go ahead. If you need anything, arrange it yourself."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and instructed Liu Yiming.

He paused and added, "Take my car and have Lao Ma and the others help. If you get along well, you can show them around."

Then he asked with a smile, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"A woman."

Liu Yiming said a bit shyly.

Zhao Fusheng's heart stirred. He gave Liu Yiming a meaningful look and said with a smile, "Then you should arrange things even better. After all, it's not easy for a girl to come to the capital alone. Go check out the place she'll be staying. Finding accommodation in the capital is tough, and renting is expensive."

"Don't worry, I know."

Liu Yiming nodded, not thinking much of Zhao Fusheng's words.

Watching him leave, a meaningful smile crept onto Zhao Fusheng's face.