Chapter 0606 The Swindler

In fact, Zhao Fusheng had once read an interview with Zhao Yan. In it, Zhao Yan chatted freely in response to the reporter's questions, glossing over things like the flag incident with the phrase 'young and ignorant,' while her other experiences were so heart-wrenching that the speaker grieved and the listener wept.

But Zhao Fusheng was unimpressed. Those words might fool fans and the ignorant masses, but anyone with a bit of sense would know that this woman, who inexplicably married a so-called wealthy businessman, was no simple character.

After all, not everyone had the skill to play the empty-handed trick and swindle shareholders.

To live, one must have a contented heart. If one's ambitions are too great or one is too arrogant, nothing good will come of it.

The greatest advantage of the information-explosion internet age is that people can search for the information they want through many channels online.

Although this information is mixed with truth and falsehood, a mature person can still distinguish right from wrong and truth from falsehood.

When Zhao Fusheng was young, he actually liked Zhao Yan very much. In college, Zhao Yan was also a goddess in his heart. But as he gradually matured, he came to understand that every star shows the audience only the role written by the screenwriter. In essence, these stars are also ordinary people, with joys and sorrows, their own preferences, and even some bad habits.

Just like a certain highly respected veteran artist who likes to curse on set. Although every character he plays exudes dominance, the image on screen is ultimately different from real life.

"You know her?"

Jiang Wen stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

He wasn't stupid. Zhao Fusheng's attitude just now, though not explicit, was already quite clear.

Generally speaking, few actresses drew his attention like this. If it were someone else, Jiang Wen might suspect the guy had some improper intentions, but with Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wen wouldn't think that way at all.

This guy never seemed to have any interest in this circle. Not to mention an unknown new actress; even if someone sent a star to him, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't have any thoughts.

"I've heard of her. I forgot where."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly, showing no sign of emotional disturbance.

At this time, Zhao Yan was still a newcomer and not famous. In other words, even if Zhao Fusheng had a bad impression of her, it was only from his previous life. Now, Zhao Yan probably hadn't even had the chance to do anything wrong.

"Interesting. An actress whose name you remember—I think I should have a good chat with her." Jiang Wen said with a smile.

After all, Zhao Fusheng never paid attention to the film and television circle. An actor he remembered might have some outstanding qualities.

"Yeah, have a good chat." Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly. Whether this Zhao Yan was the woman in his memory or not, if he ever found her doing wrong, he wouldn't hesitate to teach her a lesson.

It's said that one should prepare for a rainy day. Zhao Fusheng also knew he couldn't blame someone for what happened in a previous life. In essence, she was still just a nobody new actor now.

"Alright, walk with me for a bit. I still have to see the director later." Jiang Wen said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng blinked, looking bewildered: "You're seeing the director—what does that have to do with me?"

He really didn't understand. Did this have anything to do with him?

"Are you interested in guest-writing the script?" Jiang Wen asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback. Script?

"Have you forgotten? I've been blacklisted." Zhao Fusheng then said with a smile.

"The blacklist is for Fusheng, not for you as a person." Jiang Wen said indifferently. "You don't have to be credited, but you write the script. How about it?"

Clearly, the guy was really interested.

On one hand, it was to compensate Zhao Fusheng for being blacklisted earlier; on the other hand, in Jiang Wen's view, the script provided by the investors of "Warriors of Heaven and Earth" was really not good, far inferior to Zhao Fusheng's level.

As a "drama bully" who would decisively change the script if he wasn't satisfied with the director, Jiang Wen's obsession with script quality was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Perhaps in other areas he might be a careless person, but when it came to film matters, this guy was simply a paranoid.

"Not interested." Just when Jiang Wen thought Zhao Fusheng would happily agree and thank him, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand cleanly, looking disgusted.

"Why?" Jiang Wen was puzzled.

"First, I don't need money. Second, I'm not interested in a three-nothing crew where everyone except you is a greenhorn, whether director or actor."

Zhao Fusheng didn't give Jiang Wen any face and directly spoke his mind.

Jiang Wen smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and said nothing more. He knew Zhao Fusheng's temper a bit. If the guy didn't want to do something, even holding a knife to his throat wouldn't work. If he really wanted to do it, he would join in without being asked.

In fact, Jiang Wen and Zhao Fusheng were the same kind of people.

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After strolling around the Forbidden City for a long time, although Zhao Fusheng wasn't interested in the movie "Warriors of Heaven and Earth," that didn't stop him from appreciating the beauty of the Forbidden City.

After all, this wasn't a tourist area; Jiang Wen had specially used connections to get the two of them in.

During that time, Fan Baobao called to ask why Zhao Fusheng wasn't home. Learning that he was out on business, she didn't ask further.

She wasn't the type to pry. Since Zhao Fusheng was working, she wouldn't make a fuss.

"By the way, Old Jiang, has all the investment for your film been secured?"

Zhao Fusheng asked as they left together after Jiang Wen finished his business.

Jiang Wen was startled, frowned: "I don't know. What's up? Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and nodded: "Of course. Don't forget, I'm in advertising."

At that moment, Jiang Wen really wanted to kick this guy out of the car.

There was no helping it—Zhao Fusheng's smile was just too punchable.

Without exaggeration, Jiang Wen thought that if he were younger, just that smile alone would make him want to beat Zhao Fusheng up.

"Don't tell me you're not going to help me write the script but still plan to take on ads." Jiang Wen said, looking at Zhao Fusheng speechlessly.

Zhao Fusheng nodded matter-of-factly: "Any problem? I think it's perfectly normal."

As he spoke, he even said earnestly to Jiang Wen: "In life, happiness is the most important thing. How can one forget one's own job?"

Jiang Wen glanced at Zhao Fusheng and felt it was better to talk less with him, or else he would be pissed off sooner or later.