That night, Zhao Fusheng still lived in Yu Feihong's house, and since Sister Fei had already said that she would work hard to live for those suffering grandmothers, she would naturally not suffer from any depression anymore.

What's more, at this point, Zhao Fusheng has already seen some problems, Yu Feihong is actually not depressed, she just has some knots in her heart.

"Jiang Wen, this bastard!" scolded silently in his heart, and Zhao Fusheng fell asleep with such a thought.

At this moment, Jiang Wen, who was discussing the script with someone in Qianxi, sneezed and muttered a few words, not caring about this matter at all, and continued to talk to the people around him.

He didn't know that because of the white lie this time, Zhao Fusheng seemed to have remembered everything this guy had done to him, and was ready to "repay" himself.

Early the next morning, Zhao Fusheng slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, and when he opened his eyes, it was already more than nine o'clock and almost ten o'clock.

After getting dressed and walking out of the door, I saw Yu Feihong making breakfast.

"Sister Fei, morning. ”

"Early, floating. ”

After a bland conversation, Zhao Fusheng walked to the dining table and sat down, looking at the somewhat sumptuous breakfast, quite surprised: "Sister Fei, you didn't make it specifically for me, it's too polite." ”

Yu Feihong glanced at him: "I do it myself at home, so don't be narcissistic there." ”

Sticking out his tongue, Zhao Fusheng silently lowered his head and began to eat.

Looking at his appearance, a smile appeared on the corner of Yu Feihong's mouth, in fact, she was very happy.

Before she was alone at home, occasionally she would like to sleep in the afternoon, and when she slept until six or seven o'clock, she opened her eyes, looked at the hazy dark sky around her, looked at the empty room, and felt abandoned by the whole world, and loneliness was vividly reflected at that moment.

She even felt that the two days she lived in Ninghai were one of the few happy days in her recent period.

And now, looking at Zhao Fusheng who was eating breakfast in front of him with a satisfied look, Yu Feihong's mood was much better.

After breakfast, Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong and said with a smile: "Sister Fei, I think if you don't become an actor in the future, you can open a restaurant and ensure that customers will come." ”

"Hehe, what's the matter, I think your sister is old and going to be angry, isn't it?" Yu Feihong glared at Zhao Fusheng and said.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Sister, let's be reasonable, I really praise your craftsmanship, you can't wronged a good person." ”

"I thank you for the compliment. Yu Feihong said angrily: "You Ninghai are so praiseful, aren't you?"

"Well, of course. Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Yu Feihong was immediately defeated by his shamelessness, and had no choice but to let this guy go.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa, Yu Feihong was reading a book, and Zhao Fusheng was sitting there taking out a pen and paper, not knowing what he was writing.

"What are you doing?"

After a while, Yu Feihong asked Zhao Fusheng strangely.

Zhao Fusheng raised his head and smiled: "I'm thinking about something, there is something that can make me one million three hundred and ninety thousand in the shortest possible time." ”

Yes?

Yu Feihong was stunned, and then what Zhao Fusheng said yesterday sounded, and asked in surprise: "You have no money?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Originally, there were more than one million, but I invested in a small project with my friends, and I ran out of money." ”

After speaking, he smiled and said, "So I didn't come to you to eat and drink to save accommodation fees." ”

After listening to his words, Yu Feihong closed the book in his hand and said seriously: "You don't have to have too much pressure, I still have some money, and I don't need your help for the time being." ”

She thought about it carefully last night, Zhao Fusheng is just a student, although he has the talent of a screenwriter, but Yu Feihong is very clear about the status of screenwriters in China today, even if he is a gold medal screenwriter, at best, it is 50,000 yuan a script, and not many people are as generous as Liu Tianwang.

Zhao Fusheng's identity as an advertising designer Yu Feihong also knows, but the problem is that advertising planning has always relied on inspiration to live, and inspiration can make a fortune with a creative advertisement, but if there is no inspiration, it will be empty.

Therefore, Yu Feihong's idea is to take more advertisements and more dramas by himself, even if he violates the principle that he has always had, it doesn't matter, as long as he can make a little more money, he can help those poor old people more.

As for Zhao Fusheng, he is still young, just do his best.

I have to say that Sister Fei is really a very kind person, and she is even afraid that Zhao Fusheng's self-esteem will not be able to stand it, so she has already thought of an excuse.

"I'm a public figure, it's easier for me to do this than you, and I can also go to fundraise......" Yu Feihong said to Zhao Fusheng, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Fusheng waving his hand.

"Sister Fei, forget about the fundraising, you can also see the results of Professor Su's fundraising, one hundred yuan per person per month. Hehe, hundreds of thousands a year. Zhao Fusheng said with a sneer.

There are some things that don't need to be said too clearly, and those foundations under the banner of charity would rather allocate money to an entrepreneur who loves mountaineering than pay attention to people in need.

As for other so-called charities, Zhao Fusheng can only say that they may prefer reports that can be seen in the newspapers rather than really like charity.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng also understands that for many celebrities, the purpose of their charity is not to like this thing very much, but as a public figure, if others do not do it themselves, it is not appropriate after all, so there will be so-called fraudulent donations, or, casually participate in a charity gala, donate 180,000 yuan.

I have to admit that this is not as good as South Korea, although the Korean sticks are criticized in many places, but their harsh treatment of public figures is worth learning from China.

Don't talk about the so-called tolerance problem, to use the simplest example, if a Korean star is exposed for something immoral, he must at least retire and reflect for a few years.

And what about domestic?

Even the teacher Chen in Hong Kong apologized at the press conference after the ** incident, and said sorry more than a dozen times in five minutes, although he didn't shed a single tear, but he was rigorous, and he obediently quit the entertainment industry when he said he quit the entertainment industry.

Think about a handsome guy who cries bitterly in the future, a certain father who shows it with a slide, and a certain director who doesn't rely on Weibo to do and cherish the apology meeting.

Isn't there a strong contrast?

Well, and the most shameless of all, is the so-called genius comedian who shouts "I'm going crazy I can't stand it, please let me go!" said that he wanted to retire, but his body was very honest, and the variety show and TV series were correct.

In the final analysis, it's our public who are so tolerant of celebrities that they really think they're characters. Coupled with the laissez-faire of the management, the entertainment industry in China will become worse and worse.

This is the truth, so Zhao Fusheng doesn't trust others at all, and it's better to do it himself.