Zhao Fusheng is still happy to accept good suggestions.

Since Jiang Wen is for the good of the company, of course he will not say anything, and even said that if he needs to come forward himself, he will cooperate with Ye Jing and Jiang Wen.

Lao Jiang was quite satisfied with his attitude, and said that he would contact these people in the Beijing circle and let Zhao Fusheng wait for news.

Zhao Fusheng naturally raised his hand to welcome this, made an appointment with the time, and the two of them dispersed.

From beginning to end, the two of them didn't do anything to cover up, Zhao Fusheng didn't need it, and Jiang Wen didn't care.

In fact, sometimes, the entertainment industry is really demonized, or rather, many people feel that celebrities will choose some high-end clubs for eating, drinking and having fun, and do it carefully.

In fact, how can it be so mysterious, celebrities are no different from ordinary people in private, eating, drinking and having fun is human nature. Even so, in the era of WeChat and Weibo in later generations, few were exposed.

After all, there are so many cities in the country, although the transportation is very developed, and although the media are very keen to track the stars, the companies and teams behind the stars are not given for nothing, how can they be photographed casually.

Unless it's an occasional encounter by a passerby, there's no way.

What's more, in this era, when smartphones were not yet popular, Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen met two big men, and they couldn't make any waves at all.

But thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng hurriedly called Ye Jing.

"What, what's wrong with me?" Ye Jing asked Zhao Fusheng a little inexplicably.

"Artists over there, you pay attention, if there is someone in love, remember to let them report to the company, let's see how to hide it, or choose to make it public, and try not to be caught by the media. Zhao Fusheng said cautiously.

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Especially artists with families, you tell them, if anyone is caught doing nonsense outside, don't say that I don't give face!"

In this era, the public's tolerance for artists is not so high, and sometimes the news and remarks that cover the ground can really ruin an actor or even a company, and few people can withstand this kind of accusation and pressure, unlike later, after the stone hammer, you can still explain PPT, you can still pretend to be a good man on variety shows, and you can still show your affection generously.

It can only be said that sometimes some people may have this thing, and some people don't.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng also knew that it might be too much for him to say this from the perspective of a bystander, but there was no way, he was in business, and if he ruined the movies and TV series he had worked so hard to invest in because of an artist, he would never agree.

As for those idiots who clamored for actors to only watch works and not people, although Zhao Fusheng has no feelings for Xiaobao's father, Mr. Guo. But I think he has a good saying: the kind of people who ask for forgiveness and tolerance without experiencing it, stay away from him. I'm afraid that when the thunder kills him, it will affect me.

Speaking of which, Mr. Guo probably became popular in the past two years, and he had been working in a small theater in the capital before, but Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao had listened to his cross talk a few times.

Overall, the jokes are still those jokes, and they are funny, but Zhao Fusheng at this moment does not have the mood of laughing and scolding, more to accompany his girlfriend.

"Don't worry, I know. Ye Jing nodded, feeling that Zhao Fusheng's words were normal.

People are in different positions, and the way of thinking about things is also different, if it was just to play tickets in the past, then now, after Zhao Fusheng gave him shares in the future film and television, Ye Jing has completely stood in the perspective of the capital.

"In addition, if the company signs actors, try to sign those who have acting skills, and don't sign everyone. Zhao Fusheng thought about it and said to Ye Jing.

Although it is not a mistake to be beautiful, the problem is that they are also born as vases, Zhang Manshen and Wang Xianxian can complete their own transformations, but those little flowers in later generations have good-looking skins, but they can't play interesting souls, and even vases are very unsuccessful, Zhao Fusheng really doesn't know how to praise them.

Therefore, sometimes it is really not that the road is uneven, but that people are not good.

"That's good, I still have something to do here, so I won't talk about it yet. Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, he rubbed his chin, and suddenly felt that he should think about whether to get the script of "No Thieves in the World" for Lao Jiang.

"Wait. ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Fusheng still gave up this idea, Lao Jiang has his ideas, listening to the news that Fan Baobao got from Zhou Yun, he seems to be thinking about a script recently, Zhao Fusheng feels that if nothing else, it should be the play "The Sun Also Rises".

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth, he was very curious about what kind of movie Jiang Wen could make in this life.

It is said that the environment changes a person, this sentence is very reasonable, Jiang Wen used to hold his breath in his chest, and he wanted to make a movie that truly belonged to him, and now, he also has a breath in his heart, which is the concept instilled in him by Zhao Fusheng, he wants to make something that can leave a name in the history of Chinese film.

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People, there must always be some thoughts in their hearts, if there are no even the most basic thoughts, then there is no point in living.

Jiang Wen's idea is to make a good movie, Zhao Fusheng's idea is to have a happy future, and Chen Shijie's idea is to bring Tong Zhenbang and others to justice as soon as possible.

For this reason, he willingly lurked incognito beside Tong Zhenbang, and even watched his former comrades-in-arms sacrifice, he had to endure his grief and continue to persevere.

Today, he finally sees the light of day.

"Miss Dong, I don't know when Zhao Dong will be free?" Tong Zhenbang sat in the car and dialed Dong Chenxi's phone.

Dong Chenxi was a little surprised when he received this call, waved his hand to the assistant who was talking to him, stood up and walked out of the conference room.

"Mr. Tong, I can't be sure about this, the whereabouts of the boss are not something that I, as a subordinate, can prescribe. Dong Chenxi said with a smile: "But I can help you call and ask, Mr. Zheng of our group called me before, and the boss is going to meet with Mr. Masao Ono of SoftBank Group, and I don't know the specific time." ”

Masao Ono?

Tong Zhenbang naturally didn't know about this name, but he was very clear about the word Softbank.

His brow furrowed, and he knew he needed to speed up.

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