Chapter 0595: Blacklisted

Since the day Zhao Fusheng met him, Jiang Wen rarely showed weakness, whether in movies or in life.

Partly this was due to his personality, and partly because he was always the type to hide his inner world.

No matter how difficult things got, he would not easily reveal his heart to others.

But now, facing Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wen uncharacteristically poured out his grievances, showing just how unhappy he was.

Yet Zhao Fusheng had no good solution. He was indeed a time traveler reborn, but the problem was, he was just an ordinary person, not a god or a psychologist.

As a friend, he could accompany Jiang Wen and chat in the tea room, but he could not solve Jiang Wen's family matters.

Not to mention him, even if a god came, they would be helpless in this matter.

"What about the child?"

Zhao Fusheng said to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen had a daughter, only a few years old. Usually, when he mentioned his daughter, a smile would always appear on his face. But now, hearing Zhao Fusheng's question, his face immediately showed a trace of discomfort.

Everyone has a part they least want others to touch. Zhao Fusheng had his, and so did Jiang Wen.

"Alas..." He sighed softly. Zhao Fusheng did not continue asking, because he knew the answer was all too obvious.

As a celebrity, Jiang Wen was always on the go and had no time to take care of his child, so his daughter could only be raised by his ex-wife.

The thought of being separated from his daughter at such a young age must have made Jiang Wen very uncomfortable.

"Alright, I can handle my own affairs. Don't worry about it." Jiang Wen smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng with ease.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and did not dwell on the matter.

Both were smart people and naturally knew how to face such things.

There are too many difficulties in this world that we can only overcome on our own, because that is life.

"By the way, how long can you stay in Beijing this time?" Jiang Wen asked Zhao Fusheng.

He had heard the news from Yu Feihong. He initially thought she was joking, but when he found out it was true, he rushed to the airport and brought Zhao Fusheng here.

"About two or three months." Zhao Fusheng calculated the time and said with a smile, "What, this blacklisted director wants to give me, the blacklisted screenwriter, a lecture on scriptwriting?"

According to the latest notice from the Ministry of Culture, Jiang Wen, as a director, was officially blacklisted in the industry, banned from working in related fields for five years. Of course, at the same time, the screenwriter Fusheng was also blacklisted.

That's right, it was Zhao Fusheng, the screenwriter.

The reason was simple: Jiang Wen insisted on adding Zhao Fusheng's name in the screenwriter credits, and the SARFT, in a sweeping move, blacklisted Zhao Fusheng as well.

Zhao Fusheng expressed that he was very innocent, as it was entirely Jiang Wen's stubbornness.

That was also why Jiang Wen went out of his way to pick up Zhao Fusheng, mainly to express his apology.

"Ahem, this is my fault."

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Jiang Wen's big face showed a rare embarrassed expression. He was the type who hated owing favors. When he added Zhao Fusheng to the screenwriter credits, he intended to give him fame, but instead ended up harming him.

Regardless of whether Zhao Fusheng had any intention of making a name in the entertainment industry, the name Fusheng had already become a member of the SARFT's blacklist without his knowledge.

"It's fine, I don't care about this anyway." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

To him, this was really not a big deal.

From start to finish, Zhao Fusheng never intended to be a screenwriter or anything like that. He just occasionally remembered stories from his past life and wrote them down casually.

In other words, even if the SARFT blacklisted him, it was no loss to Zhao Fusheng. At worst, he just wouldn't write anymore.

"That's true, but no matter what, if I hadn't credited you and listened to you, it wouldn't have come to this." Jiang Wen was still a bit embarrassed.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, completely unconcerned.

To others, the screenwriter credit might be important, but to him, it meant nothing at all.

Sighing, Jiang Wen said, "I originally thought that if I ever had the chance to shoot 'Let the Bullets Fly,' I would add your name. But then..."

He had really considered it, because no matter what, in his view, Zhao Fusheng was the author and had the right to be credited in the film script.

But he never expected the SARFT's blacklist to be so severe. With his family connections and Huayi's network, Jiang Wen only ended up with a five-year ban. But Zhao Fusheng was permanently blacklisted.

That's right, permanently blacklisted!

According to news from high-level SARFT officials, Jiang Wen as a director was excusable, but the screenwriter Fusheng, who dared to write such a morally questionable script, had to be dealt with seriously.

The most terrifying and powerful department in the world is the relevant department.

When a leader from the relevant department said that a screenwriter with such twisted values like Fusheng should not appear in the film industry, it meant that person was completely finished.

That was why Jiang Wen felt so guilty.

But he never imagined that Zhao Fusheng would be so indifferent.

It was almost written on his face: I don't give a damn.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng really didn't care, because to him, this was not his main career.

Moreover, even if some people had long arms, they couldn't reach into every industry. At the very least, Zhao Fusheng knew that despite people constantly saying how chat apps like Momo and Tantan corrupted social morals, these apps still went public and raised funds as usual.

When capital reaches a certain level, it can shake power.

Of course, he wouldn't say these things to Jiang Wen. Old Jiang wasn't from that circle. As a director, he might be outstanding, and as an actor, he had superb acting skills, but he was not a businessman, or more precisely, not a qualified one.

For instance, if Zhao Fusheng told Jiang Wen that he had no interest in developing in the entertainment industry and preferred doing business, Jiang Wen would definitely not understand why he wouldn't use such a good talent.

The saying 'people have different aspirations' was probably most fitting for Zhao Fusheng at this moment.