Chapter 0713: Plans

Many times, a small move by those above can cause intense reactions among those below.

Well, guess what this means?

Ahem, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't admit that this was describing a certain young lady's poor stamina. He felt that he was truly unlucky—Fan Baobao just had to open her mouth, and he had to run his legs off.

After running out to buy Fan Baobao a plane ticket back to Beijing, Zhao Fusheng returned to find her watching a TV drama. A well-known actress was kissing the male lead with such passion that it seemed the world was spinning.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, picked up a piece of fruit from the coffee table, took a bite, and said to Fan Baobao with a smile, "What, do you like watching this kind of thing?"

Fan Baobao shook her head. "No, but I heard she's pretty popular lately. Though I really can't see what acting skills she has."

Zhao Fusheng glanced over, blinked, and felt like making a sarcastic remark, but after hesitating, he held his tongue.

"What, you want to say something again?" Fan Baobao shot Zhao Fusheng a look.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "What acting skills can you see in a TV drama? If a scene isn't shot well, you just reshoot it. And with such a long plot, there's bound to be good and bad parts."

Fan Baobao nodded; what Zhao Fusheng said made some sense, pretty much the same as what the teacher had said.

Watching the TV, where the actress was already kissing the male lead passionately, and they were even taking off their clothes, Fan Baobao blinked and suddenly said, “Tell me, if I had to show my body in a movie too, would you be angry?”

Zhao Fusheng was startled, frowned, looked Fan Baobao up and down for a long time, and after a few seconds laughed to himself: “Why would I be angry about that? It's like going out in summer—look at the street, women in low-cut tops practically squeezing their cleavage out to suffocate you, and miniskirts almost up to their thighs. Have you ever seen any boyfriend get angry about that?”

As he spoke, he chuckled: “Besides, you don't have anything to show, so what's there to reveal?”

Fan Baobao was taken aback, then stared at Zhao Fusheng expressionlessly and said coldly, “Sorry, I'm really sorry that you ended up with a girlfriend like me—flat-chested, short-legged, and with a small butt.”

Women, huh.

Zhao Fusheng helplessly raised his hands and smiled at Fan Baobao: “Well, actually, I prefer things that are within my control.”

“Get lost!”

Fan Baobao instantly turned into a female dinosaur, and with a whoosh, she threw the half-eaten banana she was holding.

Thanks to Zhao Fusheng's quick hands and eyes, he caught the flying projectile and gave Fan Baobao a fawning smile. Fan Baobao glared at him and decided that tonight she wouldn't let that bastard get on her, bed.

A woman's temper is like her period—fierce at the start, but later on, it naturally becomes much gentler.

Less than an hour later, Fan Baobao's emotions had calmed down. Zhao Fusheng naturally dared not provoke her again and obediently accompanied her in watching TV.

"Aren't you coming back with me?"

Fan Baobao frowned slightly upon hearing that Zhao Fusheng had only bought a ticket for her alone.

Women are sensitive, especially her, who had just broken through the final step; she was now extremely fragile. This was not ten years later, when young girls changing boyfriends was as simple as drinking water or eating. Now, dating a man and being willing to give herself to him meant that this man truly held a place in the girl's heart.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and patted Fan Baobao's head: "Silly girl, don't I have to finish handling things here? At school and at home. Once I'm done, I'll go over to accompany you."

A vigorous man who had tasted the sweetness of love, now with such a beautiful girlfriend, how could he remain calm and act like a saint? If he really had no thoughts, it would only mean something was wrong with Zhao Fusheng's body.

But the problem is, the difference between humans and beasts is that humans can control certain thoughts within themselves.

Zhao Fusheng considered himself an adult; how could he abandon his career here for matters of love? The warm bed and short spring nights, the emperor neglecting his court—such things would not happen to Zhao Fusheng.

Fortunately, Fan Baobao was not the type to be unreasonable. After Zhao Fusheng explained, she stopped dwelling on it. After all, she knew that if Zhao Fusheng really planned to go to Beijing now, he would at least need to find connections at school and handle family matters.

Family was easy; things were already like this, and his parents basically wouldn't restrict him much. The main issue was school. After all, he was still a junior this year. After the internship, he was supposed to return to school for a semester and then wait for senior year.

But clearly, Zhao Fusheng no longer had the patience to stay in school.

This was Zhao Fusheng's true inner reflection now. After all, deep down he was a man in his forties. Staying cooped up in school all day might have some novelty at first, but over time, it really got boring.

So Zhao Fusheng especially admired those predecessors who, after time-traveling, could stand out in school from junior high or even elementary school. Didn't these people get annoyed?

In real schools, where were all those stories of abortions, romances, and second-generation rich kids? Studying was the main theme, okay? The dull and tedious study life—Zhao Fusheng found it hard to find any joy.

So he decided he should leave school.

Of course, he couldn't handle this himself; he would need Zheng Yao's help.

As the most famous entrepreneurial star at Ninghai Normal University, Counselor Zheng's reputation at school was known to everyone. Some even called her the most outstanding alumna of Ninghai Normal University in the past decade.

Zheng Yao herself took this lightly. In her view, she was just in the right place at the right time, chosen by Zhao Fusheng as his agent. When it came to the most outstanding alumna, it naturally had to be that guy who liked to play the fool.

After all, in Zheng Yao's understanding, Ninghai Normal University had never seen a prodigy like Zhao Fusheng in all these years. Starting a business in his sophomore year, earning his first pot of gold from scratch, and now, before his junior year was even over, his net worth had already exceeded ten million.

Although Future Advertising couldn't yet talk about going public, Zheng Yao was confident that within five years, she could develop Future Advertising into the top advertising company in the country.

At that time, she really wanted to know if her ex-boyfriend would cry and beg for her forgiveness.

That's right, Boss Zheng was just that petty.