Chapter 2280: Remember to Keep It Confidential

Heath Ledger was ultimately persuaded by Zhao Fusheng.

Or rather, when the power of money is wielded, no one can choose not to yield.

At the very least, in European and American society, a wealthy man of Zhao Fusheng's caliber is virtually invincible.

His wealth serves as a stepping stone in his interactions with others, enabling them to quickly accept his proposals and arguments.

Just like Heath Ledger.

If a doctor or someone else had made such a suggestion to him, he might have scoffed, thinking they were alarmist or doing something boring.

But the person saying this was Zhao Fusheng.

That made all the difference.

In terms of wealth, he could spend ten million on a party to celebrate investing in a good company.

In a word, a whole host of Hollywood artists came running, and even top executives from Disney and Marvel showed up obediently.

In terms of status, this mysterious wealthy man from the East owned his own island, his own plane, and even after buying this estate, he had only stayed there a few times.

Yet he spent millions every year on maintenance.

That was sheer extravagance!

Such a person had absolutely no reason to harm him.

To put it bluntly, Heath Ledger didn't think he had anything worth scheming for.

Under these circumstances, the suggestion the other party made was naturally for his own good.

Heath Ledger understood that.

It was precisely for this reason that he accepted Zhao Fusheng's suggestion and planned to vacation in China.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng invited him to help with endorsements and promotions for Future Group when the time came.

The reason?

Naturally, it was because he admired his acting skills and believed his future development would be limitless.

Watching Heath Ledger's retreating figure, a smile curled at the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth.

"Sir, have you achieved your wish?"

Standing behind Zhao Fusheng, Robert Downey Jr. asked in a low voice.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "Downey, you know what? I might have saved his life."

"Huh?"

Robert Downey Jr. looked bewildered. What did that mean?

What did he mean by saving his life?

What was wrong with Heath Ledger?

He didn't know about Heath Ledger's depression; he had only heard that he was a bit too immersed in his role.

In fact, for actors, getting into character was very common. Over the years, Robert Downey Jr. had seen many actors who were deeply immersed in their roles, and everyone found their own way out.

Not that many had actually fallen because of it.

"He's probably too deep into his role and has developed depression."

Zhao Fusheng looked around to make sure no one else was nearby and said to Robert Downey Jr. casually.

"God! Really?"

Clearly, Iron Man was startled, looking at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "You actually noticed!"

"It's not that I noticed."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I just think, if he didn't truly see himself as a mental patient, how could he have played the Joker so well? Don't you think that character is fundamentally a madman without any logic?"

Robert Downey Jr. was silent for a long time. As one of the hottest movies in Europe and America recently, he had naturally seen "The Dark Knight" and knew how outstanding Heath Ledger's performance was in the film.

But now, hearing Zhao Fusheng's words and connecting them with Heath Ledger's performance in the movie, Robert Downey Jr. had to admit that Zhao Fusheng might be right.

"So..."

Robert Downey Jr. looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked: "What do you mean?"

"I told him to go to China for a visit."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's better than him staying here. After all, fewer people recognize him over there."

"Pfft!"

Robert Downey Jr. was taken aback, then spat out a mouthful of champagne. He really hadn't thought that depression could be dealt with this way.

But on second thought, it actually made sense.

Sending Heath Ledger to China to live an ordinary life might be a solution.

"Thank you, sir."

Robert Downey Jr. said to Zhao Fusheng sincerely.

"Why thank me? Aren't you two not close?"

Zhao Fusheng asked casually.

"But regardless, we are both actors."

Robert Downey Jr. smiled bitterly: "To be honest, he's a very excellent actor, talented and hardworking. If an actor like him disappears because of depression, it would be a loss for the entire film industry."

Zhao Fusheng was quite surprised. It was the first time he saw such an artistic side to Robert Downey Jr.

Indeed, everyone has something surprising about them. Perhaps that's the charm of movies.

"Remember to keep it confidential."

Zhao Fusheng casually said to the still-impressed Iron Man, then turned and left.

He still had to go chat with Scarlett Johansson.

Downey naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning. If news of Heath Ledger's depression got out, the media would swarm around him like sharks smelling blood, causing trouble in his life.

To be honest, if he were still the down-and-out Robert Downey Jr., he might have been excited to know this secret, as it would allow him to give more media interviews, appear on more shows, and earn more appearance fees.

But unfortunately, he was no longer that落魄 man.

He was now Tony Stark, the nationally famous superhero Iron Man.

Marvel had already indicated that after completing his contract, his salary would rise to twenty million dollars per film.

Even so, the advertising endorsements he received now made him count money until his hands cramped.

Under these circumstances, unless he was crazy, Robert Downey Jr. would never defy Zhao Fusheng's wishes.

After all, this man was the true behind-the-scenes boss of Marvel.

Even Disney, now Marvel's major shareholder, could not ignore his opinions.

No one knew this better than himself.

But speaking of it, Heath Ledger was really lucky.

To have earned the appreciation of this man, it seemed he should interact with him more in the future.

While Iron Man was lost in thought, over at Black Widow's side, it was all chaos.

Especially after seeing Zhao Fusheng appear before her, Scarlett Johansson, dressed in a black gown, felt her breathing quicken.

"Hi, Zhao, why are you here?"

Scarlett Johansson asked Zhao Fusheng nervously.

Her side was all actresses. Seeing Zhao Fusheng approach, many whispered among themselves, guessing who he was.

Could he be that mysterious Eastern billionaire?