Chapter 0737 Good Times

Zhao Fusheng received Bai Jie's call in the evening.

"It's done. Unified agreed to redo the ad," Bai Jie told Zhao Fusheng. "But I didn't mention replacing the singer of the ad song; I just asked them to choose a new theme song."

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "I understand."

Since he wanted to slap someone's face, he had to make it hurt. The next step was for him to do it himself.

Zhao Fusheng didn't care about Chen Sicheng because they were not on the same level, but that didn't mean he would ignore someone who offended his dignity.

A lion doesn't care about an ant's provocation, because the ant will be crushed under the lion's paw.

"By the way, come by when you have time. You need to meet the person in charge from Unified beforehand," Bai Jie instructed before hanging up.

Although she didn't know why Zhao Fusheng suddenly wanted to get involved in making this ad, even specifically targeting the ad song, Bai Jie didn't think it was a big deal.

Bai Jie had always felt that Zhao Fusheng was too low-key. Other gold-medal planners rarely lived like him—he didn't attend any industry gatherings, didn't participate in the company's internal management, and only stepped in when he wanted to take on a project or when the company had a problem. He had no ambition or drive, which was quite frustrating.

As Zheng Yao's close friend, Bai Jie knew that Zheng Yao hoped Zhao Fusheng would get involved in the company's management. Bai Jie also knew that Zhao Fusheng must hold shares in Future Advertising, because it was impossible to keep such a gold-medal planner without offering real benefits.

Although Zhao Fusheng couldn't guess what Bai Jie was thinking, he could roughly understand the situation and nodded in agreement.

His idea this time was simple: if Chen Sicheng hadn't caused trouble at the dinner party, Zhao Fusheng might not have taken him so seriously and would have just laughed it off. After all, it wasn't a glorious thing for someone with a mental age of decades to compete for affection with a twenty-year-old.

But since Chen Sicheng was asking for it, Zhao Fusheng decided to be ruthless with him.

Anyway, this guy wasn't a good person later on. Zhao Fusheng had no psychological burden in knocking him down completely.

Coincidentally, when Zhao Fusheng watched the few works by Chen Sicheng that he had seen, he marveled that this guy was like a life winner with cheats—his TV series became popular, his transition to director was successful, he married a beautiful wife like Yaya, and he even dared to cheat. Such a scumbag deserved to be dealt with; otherwise, there would be no justice.

Speaking of these scumbags in the entertainment industry, Zhao Fusheng had to say that they were spoiled by domestic audiences. Even abroad, such scumbags would basically be blacklisted by the entire industry. Only in China could such people still thrive.

For example, a certain actress divorced her husband and spread rumors that he was a gambler who didn't support the family. The husband never expected it and had no rebuttal, so he was immediately labeled a scumbag. Although he eventually won the lawsuit, his acting career suffered a severe blow.

Looking back, that actress seemed to have debuted at last year's Spring Festival Gala. Zhao Fusheng remembered seeing her in a movie directed by the national master a few days ago, but he didn't know if she had met her ex-husband yet at this time.

But that was a later story; at least four years would pass before they fell in love, and the divorce would happen ten years later.

Zhao Fusheng put down the phone and turned around to see Fan Baobao standing behind him.

"Are you going to shoot an ad?" Fan Baobao blinked and asked Zhao Fusheng. "The one Chen Sicheng shot?"

Obviously, she had heard Bai Jie's call.

Zhao Fusheng nodded frankly. "Since he dared to provoke me, he must be prepared for my counterattack, even if it might be unbearable for him."

Fan Baobao's face showed a hint of coldness. "Right, we need to teach him a lesson so he remembers not to think money makes him invincible!"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed. It seemed his girlfriend was just like him—not very magnanimous.

But that was fine; it was better to be a bit selfish in life. Caring too much about others' opinions always hurt yourself.

"By the way, I've decided that if reporters ask me after I debut, I'll tell them I have a fiancé," Fan Baobao suddenly said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was completely confused, not understanding what had gotten into her.

Fan Baobao said seriously, "Our marriage was agreed upon by the elders in the family. Besides, with that matter, even if I wanted to hide it, I couldn't keep it secret forever. It's better to admit it frankly. Since you're not in the industry, no one should investigate you, right?"

"Have you thought it through? If you do that, you won't be able to be an idol," Zhao Fusheng said meaningfully.

"I never wanted to be an idol. Besides, people who don't like me will always find ten thousand reasons not to like me, and those who like me will naturally accept everything about me," Fan Baobao said calmly.

Zhao Fusheng laughed. Fan Baobao still didn't understand that for fans, an idol in a relationship was naturally less attractive than a single idol, because every fan saw the idol as their lover. If the idol was already taken, the appeal to fans would decrease significantly.

So in Asia, idols basically had an unspoken rule: no dating.

Of course, that was just on the surface. Privately, everyone did what they wanted. After all, they were young and couldn't be monks or nuns. But dating was never brought into the open; even if caught by the media, they would firmly deny it.

In short, it was about letting fans deceive themselves and never letting their fantasies shatter.

So you'd see in entertainment news that many celebrities were often photographed with another celebrity, but everyone would say they were just good friends.

Good friends, no problem.

Of course, if they reached a certain level, they could ignore fans' reactions. After all, once a celebrity reached a certain level, it was all about strength.

If a celebrity had looks, acting skills, and works to prove themselves, they didn't need fans to validate them.

In other words, if you reached the level of a super star, congratulations—you could go public with your relationship, and no one would care.

For an actress like Fan Baobao, as long as she had works to prove herself, she could do as she said, and no one would mind.

The most obvious example, Zhao Fusheng remembered clearly, was the actress named Huang Yi. This woman and her husband were high school classmates, the same age. She graduated from a prestigious university majoring in foreign languages, then studied in the UK, and after graduation worked as a bank executive. They grew up together, and their families knew each other well.

Back then, Huang Yi had a tough time in Beijing after graduation, with no roles to play, so she returned to her hometown. Through family matchmaking, she entered a stable marriage early.

She even had a child while filming.

But even so, it didn't stop her from achieving success and becoming China's good wife.

Obviously, Fan Baobao planned to take this route.

Zhao Fusheng didn't think it was a problem. If Fan Baobao just wanted to be a pure actress, this was feasible.

"Just don't regret it," Zhao Fusheng said softly, looking at Fan Baobao.

In fact, with Fan Baobao's looks, if she wanted, she could be both an idol and a strength-based actress. But clearly, she intended to give up the former and just be a strength-based actress, because if she became an idol, she couldn't openly go shopping with him.

"Meeting you at the best time is my luck. People say life without regrets, but the problem is, if life had no regrets, how boring would that be?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng and said, "So even if I regret it later, that's a matter for the future. When that time comes, if I throw a tantrum or act spoiled, you have to tolerate me, okay?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled, gently nodded, walked over, and embraced the girl whose eyes had turned red.

Having the person you love most by your side in the best time of your life—that is probably the happiest thing in the world.