That day, many people in the company were talking about Sheng Tang.
Fu Qingcen had taken on a new drama and was in the makeup room on set when her assistant, brimming with enthusiasm, told her about it.
Her personal makeup artist was also listening nearby.
"...It’s particularly amusing. People in the company say Sheng Tang is daydreaming," the assistant said with a smile.
The assistant told Fu Qingcen this as a joke.
But in Fu Qingcen’s heart, it felt like a thorn had pricked her.
She didn’t mind Sheng Tang being with Gu Jiahui. Such a woman as Sheng Tang wasn’t suited for marriage, and Gu Jiahui wouldn’t marry her.
He was Gu You’s son, the only true heir of a genuine wealthy family. It would be strange if he didn’t have a female companion.
Men who have experienced so much will eventually find a reliable woman to settle down with. It just needs to be her. Men who have had many relationships become numb to beauty and will be very loyal.
Fu Qingcen never considered being Gu Jiahui’s current girlfriend because he was too young and wouldn’t make it to the end.
In this regard, her intention to win Gu Jiahui’s heart was exactly the same as Gu Jiahui’s intention toward Yang Mingming.
It’s just that Fu Qingcen didn’t even know Yang Mingming existed. Otherwise, her confidence would have crumbled instantly.
Even though she understood this in her heart, Fu Qingcen was still unhappy.
She could accept Gu Jiahui giving Sheng Tang houses or jewelry because those were to keep a lover happy. But now, Gu Jiahui was paving the way for Sheng Tang’s career.
This didn’t seem like something done for a lover but rather something a man would do for someone he truly loved.
"... That much money, the company’s upper management didn’t stop him?" Fu Qingcen asked casually.
The assistant said, "It’s said that some people advised him, but President Gu wouldn’t listen. He’s using his private funds, so it doesn’t affect the company’s accounts. He’s even paying the new public relations department from his own pocket."
Fu Qingcen said, "Waste of money."
The assistant replied, "Exactly! Just one movie, and they think they can secure a Qinglan Award nomination? Impossible, right? Thirty million just wasted like that. Such a pity. It would have been better invested in your production, Sister Fu."
The makeup artist listened in silence.
This personal makeup artist of Fu Qingcen’s rarely spoke, but she was keenly aware of everything.
The makeup artist thought, "Last time the company people said, for ’The Road to the Top,’ President Gu made a pure profit of sixty million. Sheng Tang actively fought for this project, and President Gu hadn’t even considered the investment.
Which means, Sheng Tang earned that money back herself. President Gu putting out thirty million was only fair, so what’s unfair about that?"
The makeup artist also thought of ’The Road to the Top’: "The movie was great. It doesn’t belong to Hollywood blockbusters, and it could very well win an award."
She couldn’t possibly say this in front of Fu Qingcen.
Over there, Fu Qingcen’s assistant asserted Sheng Tang couldn’t get a nomination, let alone win an award.
Fu Qingcen stayed silent, but her expression grew increasingly tense. It was clear that this news was very displeasing to her.
"If you had the ability to earn President Gu sixty million privately, he would surely be willing to spend thirty million to give you a chance to hope for an award," the makeup artist thought disdainfully.
She even hoped a little that Sheng Tang would quickly win an award.
At that time, Fu Qingcen’s face would be something else entirely.
The makeup artist wasn’t good with words, and the female celebrities, after long-term dieting and lack of carbohydrates, found it hard to control their emotions, especially in front of their staff. Consequently, Fu Qingcen wasn’t an easy boss to get along with. The makeup artist had been dissatisfied with her for a long time.
"I know she can’t get a nomination either." Annoyed, Fu Qingcen snapped at her assistant, "Go do something else, and don’t be so noisy here."