Chapter 2207: A Meeting Arranged

When you've known someone for a long time, you naturally understand what every move they make means.

Zhao Fusheng saw Jiang Wen's reaction and immediately sensed something was off. He asked him curiously, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wen gave a bitter smile and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Don't you think this feels like Ning Hao is using you to pressure Xu Zheng?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was slightly surprised, then furrowed his brow.

Come to think of it, it really did seem that way.

Although neither he nor Ning Hao had such intentions.

But in fact, looking at the whole situation, it was Ning Hao using Zhao Fusheng to pressure Xu Zheng.

"Then what do we do?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Jiang Wen.

"Let me give Ning Hao a call."

Jiang Wen thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Now all they could hope was that Ning Hao hadn't yet talked to Xu Zheng about this.

Taking out his phone, Jiang Wen dialed Ning Hao's number.

Soon, Ning Hao answered.

"Ning Hao, have you met with Xu Zheng?" Jiang Wen didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

"Not yet. What's up, Teacher Jiang?"

Ning Hao was a bit puzzled, not understanding why Jiang Wen had suddenly called him.

Jiang Wen's expression relaxed slightly; at least what he was worried about hadn't happened.

As long as Ning Hao hadn't met Xu Zheng, there was still room to negotiate.

"How about this: I'll talk to him."

Jiang Wen said to Ning Hao, "I guarantee I'll get Xu Zheng to agree to star in your film. How about that?"

"Ah, okay, no problem."

Although Ning Hao was quite puzzled, he figured there was no issue.

After all, Jiang Wen was not only a senior director in the entertainment industry but also the vice president of Future Films. It was only proper for him to communicate with Xu Zheng.

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng and shrugged: "Good thing they haven't met."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "So how are you going to talk to Xu Zheng?"

That was the key question. After all, negotiating about the film wasn't easy. Xu Zheng was now quite popular and riding high.

Jiang Wen shook his head: "Isn't this a good opportunity?"

With that, before Zhao Fusheng could speak, he had already dialed Xu Zheng's number.

"What are you up to?"

"Oh, Teacher Jiang?"

On the other end of the line, Xu Zheng's environment also sounded noisy, clearly he was eating too.

"I'm having dinner with the chairman, and we were just talking about you. Got time? Come over and join us?"

Jiang Wen didn't stand on ceremony with Xu Zheng and directly stated his intention.

On the phone, Xu Zheng immediately stood up: "Teacher Jiang, you're joking. Where is it? I'll head over now."

"Good, good. Don't worry, just yourself."

Soon, Xu Zheng hung up.

"Director Xu, what's wrong?"

"Yeah, Brother Xu, who was that?"

"Old Xu, what's going on?"

The people around him were looking at Xu Shanzheng with some curiosity, wondering what was wrong with him.

Xu Shanzheng chuckled, not hiding anything, and said directly, "Everyone, eat and drink, this meal is on me. I have to go first."

"Hey, Old Xu, what are you doing? We agreed to drink until we're drunk tonight."

At that moment, a potbellied middle-aged man said to Xu Shanzheng, "Is that your friend over there? If so, why not have them come over and join us? We can make do."

This was a boss Xu Shanzheng had been dealing with recently, said to be in the jade business and quite wealthy.

Originally, Xu Shanzheng had planned to get him to invest in something, since the other party valued his fame, while he valued the other's financial resources.

Future Group had always let its subsidiary companies' artists pursue their own ventures without interference, and Xu Shanzheng was happy with that.

But at this moment, hearing the other's words, his face immediately darkened.

He gave the man a deep look and said flatly, "President Wang, I wouldn't dare call that person over there my friend. As for coming over, forget it—my boss doesn't like this kind of place."

With that, without another word, he headed straight outside.

What a joke!

He wasn't crazy. Bringing Zhao Fusheng to a place like this? Unless Xu Shanzheng had water in his head, he would never agree to such a thing.

There were plenty of wealthy partners in the world; what China least lacked was nouveau riche who had a bit of money and forgot who they were.

But a boss like Zhao Fusheng was absolutely rare.

Xu Shanzheng knew very well which side was more important.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Shanzheng simply walked away.

"Hmph, this Xu Shanzheng, I think he's had a bit too much to drink. What does he mean by 'this kind of place'? And his boss, his boss..."

President Wang started muttering to himself, but as he spoke, his expression suddenly changed.

The boss Xu Shanzheng mentioned?

Could it be that one from the Future Group?

At the thought of this possibility, everyone was dumbfounded.

If Xu Shanzheng was really going to see that person, then indeed, this President Wang was nothing but a joke.

That person was truly wealthy.

Not a nouveau riche with a few hundred million, but a super-rich person with assets of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of US dollars.

It was said he had his own private jet and had even bought a small island in Italy.

Just that alone was something many in China could only dream of.

More importantly, that person's subsidiaries spanned multiple fields, and Future Films, which many saw as a behemoth, was only a part of his vast business empire.

For President Wang to say something like 'just have him come over'—he really had no sense of boundaries.

For a moment, the atmosphere here turned cold.

...

...

The atmosphere over there was cold, but Xu Shanzheng's side wasn't much better.

He was a bit baffled. It was understandable that Jiang Wen wanted to see him, but what did that boss want with him?

"I haven't done anything out of line lately, have I?"

Sitting in the car, Xu Shanzheng asked himself.

He was genuinely a bit afraid of Zhao Fusheng.

Not just because Zhao Fusheng was rich and powerful, but more importantly, Xu Shanzheng always felt that Zhao Fusheng seemed to see right through him.

This was purely a man's intuition, an experience he had developed over years of acting.

It seemed that from the very first contact, Chairman Zhao had known him very well. Some things, even if he hadn't thought of them, the other had already considered thoroughly.

But the more this was the case, the more alarmed Xu Shanzheng became.

Because he knew very well that under these circumstances, he simply couldn't leave Future Films.

Not that he couldn't, but that he dared not.