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"Okay." Zhou Yun said, "Baby, Zhao Fusheng's phone number..."

Zhao Fusheng heard several girls over there starting to tease Fan Baobao almost at the same time. It seemed that his last dinner treat was very effective. At least she quickly integrated into the dormitory.

After a while, Fan Baobao's angry voice rang on the phone: "What do you want from me?"

"Sister Hua just talked to me about your family." Zhao Fusheng said briefly, and finally said: "I didn't hide it from her, including everything about Uncle Fan."

Maybe no one cares about Fan Baobao's family background now, but once she really becomes popular, it is impossible that no one will pay attention.There is no so-called permanent secret in this world. No matter what the secret is, it can hide most people for a period of time, or better, it can hide everyone.

But there is no airtight wall, and the fire cannot be contained in the paper after all. One day, the secret will be revealed to the world, and at that time, the trouble may be even greater.

For the future media, Zhao Fusheng is very clear, those paparazzi can even dig out any color of underwear worn by celebrities, they are like gods.

Things like meeting on Monday and meeting on Wednesday are not uncommon. Zhao Fusheng doesn't want to become the leading actor of this kind of news one day.

For him, being on the headlines of the entertainment edition is definitely not something to be happy about.

"I understand, you can tell her to avoid any problems in the future." Fan Baobao nodded and said to Zhao Fusheng.

She's not stupid either. The manager really should know more about her situation. As long as it's not too private, Wang Jinghua should really be told about these things.

"You just need to understand." Zhao Fusheng smiled, and said to Fan Baobao: "I'll ask her to bring you some local products later, the fruit here in Haidong is very good."

"Why did you go to Haidong?" Fan Baobao asked in surprise.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng remember that she didn't know that she came to Haidong to shoot commercials.

Smiling and explaining the matter, Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao: "Let me tell you, treat me with more respect in the future, you know?"

Fan Baobao was obviously still trying to digest the news, and after a long while, he asked Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "You mean, you are now a planner?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Because the company doesn't have enough manpower, I followed here, ahem, mainly to cooperate with other people's work."

He definitely won't tell Fan Baobao his real identity. Miss Fan will probably go crazy when the time comes, but it's okay to tell her a little bit appropriately.

Sure enough, Fan Baobao didn't think much when she heard Zhao Fusheng's words, after all, she knew that Zhao Fusheng worked in Zheng Yao's company before.

"Then take care of your body and don't cause any trouble." Fan Baobao told Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Don't worry, it's fine."

The two chatted for a few more words, Fan Baobao asked about the situation at home, and then hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Fan Baobao looked strange and muttered, "This guy, why can't he go to school honestly."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yun asked Fan Baobao strangely, although she said she hated Zhao Fusheng, but every time she received a call from Zhao Fusheng, she was actually in a good mood, but this time she was full of depression, Do not know what is wrong.

Fan Baobao raised his head, not hiding Zhou Yun, and said helplessly, "That guy, he went to Haidong to shoot an advertisement."

"Haidong?"

The roommates in the same dormitory were very surprised. After all, Haidong is still quite unfamiliar in everyone's impression.

"No, baby, your boyfriend is quite interesting. I remember him as a junior, so why did he go to Haidong to shoot commercials?" The roommate laughed and teased Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao smiled wryly and nodded: "Yeah, the devil knows what's going on with him. Remember I told you about Mr. Zheng, the one who asked me to shoot commercials. Zhao Fusheng is in her company and is an assistant."

"Well, is that the future advertisement?" Someone immediately thought of the name.

Fan Baobao nodded: "Yes, this is the company."

Several roommates of grade nine or six looked at each other, and the dormitory suddenly became quiet.

"What's the matter?" Fan Baobao was a little puzzled. In fact, he was most afraid of this when chatting. Suddenly, no one spoke, and he became quiet.

Those roommates looked at Fan Baobao, shook their heads, and said together: "Damn girl, you are really lucky."

Fan Baobao blinked, his face still full of bewilderment.

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Fan Baobao didn't understand what the roommates were surprised about until he was sleeping. Zhao Fusheng was just an assistant, even if he was shooting commercials, it had nothing to do with him.

But in the eyes of her roommates, she is a fan of the authorities. Zhao Fusheng is only in his junior year, and he can participate in commercial shooting as an assistant. For these senior students, they know more about the inside story. It seems that Fan Baobao My friend, it's doing well in future commercials.

However, since Fan Baobao looked confused, it seemed that the man didn't intend to say anything.

Naturally, the roommates would not do such unnecessary things. As for Zhou Yun, she is not as good as Fan Baobao. After all, Fan Baobao has shot an advertisement, but Zhou Yun has never had such an opportunity.

If Zhao Fusheng knew that his phone call made many people unable to sleep tonight, he would definitely laugh out loud.After all, for him who is becoming more and more like an old man, there are not many things that can be happy.

Now that he left the reception, Zhao Fusheng didn't plan to go back at all. He didn't like socializing and things like that.

Back in the hotel room, Zhao Fusheng took a shower and fell into a deep sleep. After tossing and tossing all day, he is now extremely tired all over his body, and his whole body is in a state of confusion.

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"call……"

Zhao Fusheng slept soundly, snoring like thunder.

Outside the window, bursts of thunder sounded, as if foreshadowing something.

After a night of pouring rain, when Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes again, it was already past nine o'clock the next morning.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhao Fusheng sat up with his arms propped up on the bed, glanced at the surrounding situation, and finally shook his head to force himself to wake up.

Glancing at the phone, he found that there were six or seven missed calls on it, all of which were from Dong Chenxi.

After dialing, before Zhao Fusheng could speak, someone roared angrily in the microphone: "Zhao Fusheng, Director Zhao, Assistant Zhao, where are you?"

With a dry cough, Zhao Fusheng thought about it and decided to use a white lie to change the current embarrassing situation. He blinked and said to the microphone: "Well, I'm writing a script."

"script?"

Dong Chenxi was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Fusheng to give him such an answer.

Zhao Fusheng's tone was very serious, and he said to Dong Chenxi: "That's right, Hua Tsai and I talked a lot last night, and he felt that my advertising plan is very suitable for adaptation into a movie, so I stayed up all night writing the script. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep..."

Generally speaking, if Zhao Fusheng’s excuse was something else, perhaps Dong Chenxi would not believe it at all, but the performance of Liu Dehua and others yesterday, coupled with the fact that Zhao Fusheng was invited to the banquet, made Dong Chenxi very clear that although he did not want to Admit it, but Zhao Fusheng does have certain talents.

Thinking of this, Dong Chenxi's tone softened a little, and he said to Zhao Fusheng, "Then are you still here today?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, and said cautiously: "Is there anything I can do for you at the shooting site?"

Dong Chenxi was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't find anything that required Zhao Fusheng to be present in person. After all, he wrote the commercial script in great detail, almost like a storyboard script. Director Zhou Li was there yesterday After thinking about it, as a director, I almost don't have to do anything, and the money I earn is really comfortable.