Chapter 0632: Wings

If you always think about meeting better people and things, then all encounters in the world are meaningless.

But no matter how he thought about it, Zhao Fusheng never expected that Wang Qiang, that bastard, would be lying on his sofa watching TV, when he wasn't there when he went out in the morning.

"Bro, you're back."

Wang Qiang looked up and saw Zhao Fusheng, immediately jumped up from the sofa, greeting him with joy.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, but asked curiously, "Aren't you filming? Why are you back so early?"

He had heard from Fan Baobao that Wang Qiang was recently filming, yet here he was back so early.

To be fair, Zhao Fusheng quite liked this guy. Although Wang Qiang wasn't highly educated, he was simple and honest, and knew how to repay kindness. Associating with someone like him was far better than those who call you brother to your face but stab you in the back.

At least he didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

"There were no more scenes for me, so the assistant director let me go," Wang Qiang said with a simple smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Good. I've just written a script that will start shooting soon. You can help me out then."

"Bro, you wrote another script?" Wang Qiang was startled, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He had long heard from Fan Baobao that Zhao Fusheng had written a script before, which caught the eye of a Hong Kong superstar named Lau, and it was now made into a movie, rumored to be released next year.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "A low-budget comedy, just something a few friends fooled around with. I'll see about adding a role for you. Perform well, got it?"

"Hey, don't worry, I won't let you down," Wang Qiang nodded emphatically.

He wasn't stupid. Zhao Fusheng was clearly giving him a leg up. Otherwise, no matter the budget, there were plenty of ordinary actors to choose from.

"It's not about letting me down. Just act well. The crew will probably have veteran actors; you can learn a lot," Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, not taking the kid's words to heart.

Although Wang Qiang would surely make a name for himself in the future, to Zhao Fusheng, he was just a friend who needed his help now.

Since Fan Baobao had acknowledged him as a brother, he would help where he could. How much Wang Qiang grew was up to his own fate.

In a sense, Zhao Fusheng also wanted to see how big a storm this little butterfly of his could stir up.

If he remembered correctly from his past life, Wang Qiang had entered the sights of 'Little Steel Cannon' after starring in director Li Yang's 'Blind Shaft', and was then chosen for the famous 'A World Without Thieves'.

In this world, without Director Feng, Wang Qiang hadn't made 'Blind Shaft'. Zhao Fusheng didn't know where the wheel of fate would turn, so he wanted to see.

"Alright, I'll do whatever you say," Wang Qiang nodded.

The kid looked simple but wasn't stupid at all. He had that rural cunning. He knew he had no one to rely on in the Beijing entertainment circle. Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao were the few people he could trust completely.

After reassuring Wang Qiang, Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao to tell her Wang Qiang was back, arranged to go out for dinner together, and then went to his room.

Wang Qiang wasn't an outsider; he lived there anyway, so no need to entertain him.

Zhao Fusheng never doubted whether this New Year's film would succeed. When anything new appears, it's immature and crude. Only through constant rolling and tempering in the river of reality can the outer stone layer be removed to reveal the jade inside.

What he had to do was perfect the script and make up for its shortcomings.

Around five in the afternoon, Fan Baobao came back. She chatted with Wang Qiang in the living room for a long time. Zhao Fusheng only came downstairs after finishing a scene.

"You two, it's not like you haven't seen each other for ages. Do you have to talk that long?" Zhao Fusheng said helplessly, watching Fan Baobao grill Wang Qiang about whether any pretty girls on set liked him.

Come on, Wang Qiang was just an ordinary extra, with at most a few lines. What girl would be crazy enough to like him?

Besides, Wang Qiang looked like a country bumpkin now. How blind would a girl have to be to like him?

"What do you know? I'm caring for my brother," Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, then turned to Wang Qiang, "Don't mind him, he's just like that..."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, too lazy to say anything, and watched Wang Qiang get verbally tortured by Fan Baobao. The poor young man's face was full of pain, about to go crazy.

Zhao Fusheng felt helpless. Fan Baobao was definitely too idle, hence so gossipy.

"Let's go, eat out," Zhao Fusheng stood up, seeing it was about time, and said to Fan Baobao.

"Right, right, right, Sis, I'm hungry too," Wang Qiang quickly nodded.

Only then did Fan Baobao reluctantly let Wang Qiang go. She turned to look at Zhao Fusheng, clearly unhappy that he had interrupted her.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to complain. The three of them tidied up and headed out the door.

The setting sun was about to fall. From a nearby construction site, the roar of machinery reached their ears. Workers were busy, and buildings were rising one after another, just like this rapidly changing era. In just a few months, many changes had occurred around them.

"So fast..."

Zhao Fusheng looked at the construction site and suddenly sighed. He remembered that when he first arrived in Beijing, this place hadn't even started.

But now, the foundation was laid. Needless to say, a commercial building was about to rise.

"But aren't you afraid of losing money?" Fan Baobao suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng.

She didn't know about Zhao Fusheng's relationship with Future Advertising. She only heard that he had convinced Zheng Yao to invest in the film. In Fan Baobao's view, if they lost money, even as Future Advertising's chief designer, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't be able to explain himself, right?

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said slowly, "Truth is always in the hands of a few. As smart people, we can't abandon the majority just because they're foolish. Cognition is a process. One person being smart isn't real smart. If one person is much smarter than others, that's a disaster, because they'll call you a heretic, treat you like a monster, and keep their distance."

"So?"

Fan Baobao looked confused.

"So I have to teach fools how to make money..." Zhao Fusheng said leisurely, but clearly, the bewildered Fan Baobao and Wang Qiang had no idea what he meant.