Chapter 0457: A Polite Refusal

"Are you really not planning to get into the film and television circle?"

Ye Jing glanced at Zhao Fusheng and asked with a smile, "Given your relationship with Feihong and the fact that Old Jiang also considers you a friend, I think you could give it a try."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, seemingly unfazed by Ye Jing's words, and just lowered his head to continue drinking tea.

Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen exchanged glances but neither spoke.

In the small circle of the Beijing scene, if Zheng Xiaolong and Zhao Baogang were the big shots, then Zhou Zhenhai and Ye Jing were also not to be underestimated.

After all, this guy came from a military compound.

Earlier, Yu Feihong had managed to set up the foundation so quickly largely thanks to Ye Jing's efforts.

In fact, Ye Jing had been very interested in the club concept Zhao Fusheng had proposed and wanted to meet him. But Zhao Fusheng had politely declined.

"Brother Ye, thank you for your regard, but I think the film and television circle isn't really for me," Zhao Fusheng said with a slight smile to Ye Jing.

Ye Jing was taken aback. He had originally thought that Zhao Fusheng was getting close to Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen to break into the entertainment industry, especially since with the Beijing scene as a springboard and his own abilities, he could easily become someone like Ma Dajun.

But from Zhao Fusheng's attitude now, it seemed he truly didn't care about the entertainment industry at all.

What was going on?

Ye Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this young man before him.

"See? You got shot down, didn't you?" Jiang Wen spoke up with a laugh.

His interruption eased the awkward atmosphere, and Yu Feihong also laughed, patting Zhao Fusheng, "Kid, watch your mouth."

Zhao Fusheng winced, covering his head with a helpless expression, "Sis, I really don't want to get into the entertainment industry."

Ye Jing immediately laughed. Watching Zhao Fusheng, who had just been so composed in front of him, get scolded by Yu Feihong was quite amusing.

"But seriously, Fusheng, you really don't plan to stay in this circle?" Jiang Wen asked then.

Ye Jing didn't know Zhao Fusheng well and didn't feel comfortable asking too much, but Jiang Wen had no such qualms and voiced his doubts directly.

"Yeah, with my looks, I can't be a star. At best, I could be a scriptwriter, but how much money can a script make?" Zhao Fusheng said irritably. "Like you, making a film and worrying whether it'll even get released. I'd have to be out of my mind to do that."

Jiang Wen chuckled sheepishly, rubbing his head but saying nothing.

One had to admit, Zhao Fusheng's words made sense. As he said, in China, if you work in film and television, unless you're an investor, even stars have to be pushed around.

As for investors, it's even worse. Film and TV projects casually require investments of millions or even tens of millions, and big productions could cost hundreds of millions.

If you get a good script and good actors, it's fine. But if you run into a so-called big-name director like Chen Kaige, who casually hires a few big stars for a patchwork film, shoots a so-called blockbuster, and charges thousands for a straw hat, Bona's Yu Dong will probably never forget the word 'The Warlords'.

So Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to get involved in such things. He might dabble occasionally, but if he had to give up everything to develop in the film and television circle, he thought he'd have to be brainwashed to make that decision.

"You can't say that. I think our country's entertainment industry, especially film and television, will still have great development in the future," Ye Jing said with a smile.

As a compound kid who had been in this circle for many years, though mainly as a hobbyist, he was quite optimistic about the future of the film and television circle.

"No matter how much it develops, stars' fees keep rising, hot money keeps pouring in, and there's no quality..." Zhao Fusheng sneered, stating the facts he had seen in his previous life.

The others exchanged glances, none expecting him to have such deep prejudices against the domestic film and television circle.

Seeming to notice their reactions, Zhao Fusheng shrugged, "I'm telling the truth. In our film and television circle, both investors and stars can take a lot of money, but the problem is, the key to a film has never been about that."

"Oh?" Ye Jing was startled.

Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong seemed thoughtful.

Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words made them think of many things.

Zhao Fusheng didn't continue the topic. Many things, when they haven't happened, no matter how much you say, people won't take it to heart.

Just as fate never stops bringing misfortune to someone, life goes on as it always does, moving forward.

Ye Jing had wanted to chat more with Zhao Fusheng, but after receiving a phone call, he had to leave due to urgent matters. Watching his retreating figure, Zhao Fusheng rubbed his chin. If he remembered correctly, it wouldn't be long before Ye Jing left this circle.

Many people didn't have a deep impression of him, but if anyone had seen 'The Dream Factory', they would remember the rich guy squatting on the loess plateau eating chicken—that was Ye Jing.

Of course, in this life, there was no Wang Shuo, and 'The Dream Factory' hadn't appeared. But Zhao Fusheng thought that if he had the chance, he should still write that film, because it was the first New Year's film he had ever seen.

Especially the line 'The landlord has no surplus grain either,' which made Zhao Fusheng laugh every time he thought of it. And Princess Ayitula had also captivated the former Zhao Fusheng.

"Fusheng, you seem to know Ye Jing quite well," Yu Feihong pulled Zhao Fusheng aside and asked quietly while Jiang Wen went out to see Ye Jing off.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, "Not really familiar, I just know of him."

For him, anyone in the entertainment industry he knew of had already made it quite well, given the information explosion of his previous life with so many stars and celebrities, and the endless stream of young idols dazzling and overwhelming.

"He's a man with a lot of influence," Yu Feihong said after a moment of silence.

Zhao Fusheng nodded calmly, "I can see that."

Every circle has its core. In today's Beijing scene, Ye Jing was definitely a heavyweight.

But that had little to do with Zhao Fusheng. As Yi Shu said, a mature person doesn't easily bare their heart to anyone, because everyone has their own difficulties. If you tell people your troubles, will they help you or just stand by?

In fact, everyone wants to live kindly and young, but unfortunately, the world is grim, and we have to wear a mask.