Chapter 0220: Judging by Appearance, Zhou Feifei

For a beautiful woman, her own beauty is the most eye-catching adornment. This thing that can be called a weapon has a one hundred percent hit rate and lethality when facing any man.

Zhou Feifei had always been confident in her charm. Since childhood, whether it was family, colleagues, or friends, everyone praised her beauty unanimously. When she was young, she even childishly thought that if she were born in ancient times, while becoming an empress might be unrealistic, with her looks, becoming a concubine or something by the emperor's side shouldn't be too difficult.

But what she didn't expect was that her most proud feature—her appearance—held no attraction for Zhao Fusheng. Or rather, from the moment he first contacted her, this man seemed not to care about her at all. This left Zhou Feifei not only helpless but also somewhat unwilling to accept it.

Fortunately, the reaction of the young Mr. Wang beside her finally restored some of Zhou Feifei's feminine pride.

From their first meeting, Wang Zhonglei's eyes never left Zhou Feifei, who stood beside Wang Jinghua. Even when chatting with Wang Jinghua, his mind was entirely on her.

For Zhou Feifei, she was long accustomed to such gazes. At this moment, she straightened her not-so-small certain indescribable parts, raised her head, and looked at the young man walking over not far away.

Zhao Fusheng naturally didn't know that Zhou Feifei's impression of him had become so strange. He was thinking about Dong Chenxi's reaction just now.

Clearly, Dong Chenxi's meaning was simple: she wouldn't get involved in Zhao Fusheng's personal affairs, or rather, she didn't want to know the content of Wang Jinghua and Zhao Fusheng's contact.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng smiled. It seemed this Dong Chenxi was also a smart person.

Wang Jinghua's purpose in contacting him was undoubtedly to gain something—that was beyond doubt—and Dong Chenxi's choice was not to participate.

Zhao Fusheng had no particular thoughts on this. After all, this was something he had decided on a whim, and besides, Dong Chenxi, as his assistant, was hired by the advertising company, not by him personally.

Watching Zhao Fusheng enter the hotel banquet hall, Wang Jinghua walked over and said with a smile, "I thought you got lost..."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Sister Hua, don't expose me. I really did get lost. If I hadn't asked a waiter for directions, who knows how long it would have taken me to find the place."

Whether he actually got lost or not, only Zhao Fusheng knew, but such words that could bring them closer still had to be said.

"Sister Hua, and this is?"

Although he had been chatting with Zhou Feifei, the young Mr. Wang knew what was more important. After getting Zhou Feifei's phone number, he walked over to Zhao Fusheng and Wang Jinghua and asked with a smile.

"Oh, this is Zhao Fusheng, the planner. The ad campaign for Andy and Feifei was created by him." Wang Jinghua smiled and introduced them: "This is Young Master Wang, the general manager of Huayi Brothers Advertising Planning Company."

"The planner from Future Advertising?" Wang Zhonglei looked at Zhao Fusheng with feigned surprise: "I've long heard of you, long heard of you, Planner Zhao."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "You flatter me, President Wang. You are the true senior. There is still much for me to learn."

His words were half true, half false. The Wang brothers founded Huayi Brothers Advertising Company in 1994 and entered the film and television industry five years later. The reasons were unknown to outsiders, but in any case, they were indeed worthy of learning from.

"You're too kind, too kind. Let's progress together, progress together." Wang Zhonglei raised an eyebrow when Zhao Fusheng called him 'President Wang,' seeming satisfied with the title, and then said with a smile.

The polite exchanges of a first meeting were often meaningless, but this pre-cooperation social ritual could indicate the attitudes of the cooperating parties. Wang Zhonglei's treatment of Zhao Fusheng had far exceeded the scope of treating a worthy person with courtesy; it could even be said he was deliberately seeking to build a relationship. Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng's refined conversation and measured manners left him quite satisfied.

Soon, Andy Lau also arrived. Zhao Fusheng went over to greet him, while Wang Zhonglei went to receive other guests. Zhou Feifei and Wang Jinghua stayed behind to chat.

"Sister Hua, is this Zhao Fusheng really a newcomer to the advertising circle?" Zhou Feifei asked Wang Jinghua in confusion when no one was around.

"To be honest, I also feel he's not a newcomer, but I've asked around, and no one in this industry has ever heard of him. I don't know if he's unknown or just low-key, but he's only a junior in college this year, so it doesn't seem like he's biding his time. Anyway, just remember one thing: don't offend him, and take care of Fan Baobao when you can." Wang Jinghua said to Zhou Feifei. Although she didn't know why Zhou Feifei and Zhao Fusheng seemed at odds, she didn't want Zhou Feifei to offend a gold-medal planner for no reason.

"Don't worry, Sister Hua, I know what to do." Zhou Feifei smiled: "I haven't been in the industry just one day. It's just that I rarely meet people like him, so I'm a bit unaccustomed."

"Just get over it. We need to establish a good relationship with him. You don't have to attend the planning meeting, so you don't know—this young man has ideas in his head, worth our appropriate investment." Wang Jinghua smiled wryly and said to Zhou Feifei.

Hearing her agent say this, Zhou Feifei became even more curious. Her gaze fell on a corner of the banquet, where she could just see Zhao Fusheng and Andy Lau chatting: "Do we really need to? The later activities for this ad don't have much to do with us; the cooperation lasts at most a year. Besides, judging by his looks, he seems quite ordinary."

Wang Jinghua, who had always taken good care of her since she entered the industry, directly tapped her on the head and scolded with a smile: "You always judge by appearance. You never learn your lesson."

"I'm a woman. If I don't look at faces, what else should I look at?" Zhou Feifei joked.

Wang Jinghua shook her head helplessly, then turned serious and said earnestly: "It's necessary to make a long-term investment in our relationship with Zhao Fusheng. You don't do planning, so you don't know—the domestic advertising industry hasn't seen anything new for a long time. Besides, even Zhou Li, an advertising director who doesn't have to worry about work, came to show goodwill. Do you still think he's ordinary?"

She paused and continued: "Moreover, he casually wrote an ad plan that Andy Lau wants to turn into a movie, and Wang Zhonglei is eagerly waiting to invest. Do you still think he's ordinary?"

"I know, I know," Zhou Feifei said dismissively, looking as if she hadn't taken it in at all.