Chapter 2251: The Clever Yu Qian

The concept of a persona exists for everyone, in the same way.

Even ordinary people have their disguises.

Zhao Fusheng had seen people like that: gentle and refined in daily life, appearing as courteous gentlemen. But turn around, and they'd curse nonstop, beating their wives and scolding their children behind closed doors.

Others seemed like benevolent gentlemen, but in reality, well, they had several mistresses.

That's human nature.

Humans are the most hypocritical creatures, always liking to wear masks on their faces, as if that could hide their true selves and keep others from discovering their real faces.

Celebrities in the entertainment industry are even more so.

After all, for artists, their selling point lies in themselves or the characters they portray, making fans and audiences like them.

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that."

Xue Yuanfang said with a smile, "I'll give a heads-up later, and the PR department will cooperate."

Clearly, for them, this was just a trivial matter.

In their minds, it wasn't even as important as getting together for a meal.

That's how people are: many things that seem huge in one's own eyes may not be so important in others'.

Why does everyone feel so uncomfortable when asking for favors?

To a large extent, it's because of this.

What you eagerly await, others might not care about at all.

After the meal, everyone naturally dispersed.

Xue Yuanfang and Ye Jing went off to have fun; in their words, the next place wasn't suitable for ladies.

Well, Zhao Fusheng wasn't included either.

After all, he was always unsociable and had no interest in entertainment venues.

"If you've got nothing to do, how about coming to listen to some cross talk with us?"

Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned by her words.

Listen to cross talk?

"Yeah, at the Tianqiao Theater."

Dong Chenxi said with a chuckle.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng learn that Dong Chenxi, Yu Feihong, and the others had been going to Deyunshe to listen to cross talk lately, and Yu Feihong had gotten quite familiar with Yu Qian.

"...You guys are really something."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless.

Any one of these people could probably buy the current Deyunshe with their wealth, yet they were bored enough to go listen to cross talk.

"Oh, come on, you've got nothing to do anyway. Come with us."

Yu Feihong smiled and pulled Zhao Fusheng along.

She knew that Zhao Fusheng would be alone at home anyway, so she might as well let him relax.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and glanced at Zheng Yao beside him: "You coming too?"

Zheng Yao smiled: "I mostly tag along."

"Hah, as if I'd believe you!"

Zhao Fusheng gave her a contemptuous look. She was always like that, trying to keep her hands clean.

The group got into the car and headed toward the Tianqiao Theater.

On the way, Yu Feihong took out her phone and sent Yu Qian a message, asking him to save a few seats.

"Your way of unwinding is pretty unique."

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly.

"You don't get it. Listening to the lively banter is so much fun," Bai Jie said with a smile.

She was the most relaxed among them, managing the finance department without having to deal with too many documents, so she often came to listen to cross talk in her spare time.

Finding it interesting, she had dragged Yu Feihong and the others along.

"Yu Qian is a good guy."

Yu Feihong said to Zhao Fusheng, "He's a true connoisseur."

Zhao Fusheng smiled. He naturally knew who Yu Qian was. In his opinion, Guo Degang was a vulgar person, but a clever one.

And Yu Qian was a true player.

In the entertainment industry, he truly treated himself as someone enjoying life, not just making money.

Of course, he didn't need to say this to Yu Feihong and the others.

As Bai Jie said, listening to cross talk was just entertainment; everyone should have fun.

As the saying goes, only when one has no worries about food and clothing can they have the leisure to enjoy entertainment.

For instance, in his previous life, Zhao Fusheng basically never had time to listen to cross talk, because back then, all he thought about was how to live better and how to make money.

Soon, they arrived across from the Tianqiao Theater.

"Let's go."

Yu Feihong put on sunglasses before getting out of the car, and the others did the same.

Zhao Fusheng naturally understood their intention, smiled, and also put on a pair of sunglasses.

They got out of the car and, led by bodyguards, quietly entered the back door of the theater.

"What wind blows you all here today?"

As soon as they entered, they saw a round-faced, naturally curly-haired middle-aged man in a long gown standing there.

"Brother Qian, stop joking around."

Yu Feihong shook hands with Yu Qian with a smile, then introduced Zhao Fusheng to him.

"This is Fusheng, Zhao Fusheng. We were having dinner today, and Miss Dong insisted on coming to listen to cross talk, so we dragged him along."

"Hello, Teacher Yu."

Zhao Fusheng greeted Yu Qian quite politely.

"Oh, oh, you're too kind, you're too kind."

Yu Qian spoke with a perfect Beijing accent, and he was visibly startled when he saw Zhao Fusheng.

He felt the name sounded familiar, as if he'd heard it somewhere.

Although he was in the cross talk circle, he was a true connoisseur who loved rock music, had graduated from the Beijing Film Academy, and had worked as an actor and host.

His acquaintance with Yu Feihong was a coincidence; they hit it off after discovering they were both alumni of the Beijing Film Academy.

"What, have you heard my name?"

Zhao Fusheng asked with a half-smile.

A flash of inspiration struck Yu Qian, and his expression changed instantly. Then he quickly shook his head: "No, no. Ah, well, please come inside. I've saved seats for you all."

Zhao Fusheng smiled. This was a clever man.

Yu Qian had clearly recognized him, but he made the smartest choice: he played dumb!

"By the way, where's Teacher Guo?"

As they walked inside, Yu Feihong asked casually.

Yu Qian shook his head: "He won't be here for a while. If you hadn't messaged me, I wouldn't have arrived until later either."

He and Guo Degang were the mainstays, so they naturally appeared last. Usually, they only showed up halfway through the performance. Today, Yu Qian received Yu Feihong's message saying she was bringing some friends to watch their show, so he came early.

"I just felt like listening to some cross talk."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Haha, that's great. Your coming is an honor for us."

Yu Qian quickly replied with a smile.

He meant it sincerely. What kind of person was this?

A bona fide super-rich man!

It was like Bill Gates suddenly showing up at some talk show in the United States—absolutely unheard of!