Chapter 1162: Staying Awake Is Important!

The concept of perspective can sometimes be quite frustrating. If you haven't reached that position, you naturally won't understand what that position entails.

Just like Wang Jinghua, she simply couldn't grasp what someone of Zhao Fusheng's level was thinking. What she considered a huge deal was, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, utterly insignificant.

An elephant never cares about the feelings of an ant, because the elephant has no idea what the ant's life is like.

"Sister Hua, this circle is small, so don't overthink things. Although our previous cooperation had some bumps, I hope that in the future, if there's a chance, you can work with Future Films."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Jinghua and said with a smile.

They were simply not opponents on the same level. Zhao Fusheng could utter such polite words effortlessly, almost offhandedly.

As for whether these words could be taken seriously, both Wang Jinghua and Zhao Fusheng knew the truth.

Originally, Wang Jinghua had hoped to engage in a dialogue with Zhao Fusheng, but standing before him, she realized that the gap between them had already widened.

What she valued highly meant nothing in his eyes.

This was not just a difference in realm, but more importantly, a distance in level.

Glancing at Wang Jinghua, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt a bit disheartened. An opponent he once had to look up to now could only bow and scrape before him. This feeling was not pleasant for Zhao Fusheng.

"What happened before was my fault." Wang Jinghua looked at Zhao Fusheng and said frankly, "Please apologize to Baobao on my behalf."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and waved his hand: "No need for that. Let's just go our separate ways from now on."

With that, Zhao Fusheng walked straight toward the elevator.

Watching Zhao Fusheng's retreating figure, Wang Jinghua remained silent for a long time. She had to admit that the gap between her and Zhao Fusheng was too vast, so vast that he could afford to ignore her entirely.

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Zhao Fusheng didn't take this matter to heart at all. He had a mountain of things to deal with and no time to bother with such trivialities.

"NetEase's stock price has been soaring in recent days." Zhang Qian said to Zhao Fusheng over the phone.

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "Any movement from Tong Zhenbang?"

"No, we haven't heard from him yet." Zhang Qian shook his head: "Should we ask Director Cao and his team to investigate?"

After all, this matter was no small affair; if something went wrong, no one could bear the responsibility.

Hearing Zhang Qian's words, Zhao Fusheng shook his head, disagreeing with his suggestion.

"Why?" Zhang Qian was puzzled, not understanding what was wrong with his proposal.

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly: "Think about it, this matter has now fallen into the commercial realm. If we rashly involve the police, what if we alert the enemy?"

Zhang Qian fell silent. Reluctantly, he had to admit that Zhao Fusheng's reasoning was correct. The matter now had to be kept within commercial boundaries, because only then could they continue to lure Tong Zhenbang and those behind him into pouring in large sums of money.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng was now a bait—tasty and seemingly attractive. As long as Tong Zhenbang saw profit and couldn't control himself, failure would be waiting for him.

"So we just keep waiting?" Zhang Qian asked Zhao Fusheng after a moment of silence.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes, keep waiting. Wait for them to contact us."

He didn't believe that with NetEase's stock rising like this, Tong Zhenbang could sit still.

Besides, even if Tong Zhenbang could stay calm, Mr. Li behind him would definitely not remain silent. After all, that was money.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng's guess was right on the mark.

At that very moment, far across the ocean in New York, Tong Zhenbang stared wide-eyed at the computer screen and asked the person beside him in astonishment: "What did you say? It went up again?"

"Yes." The man, a Caucasian in his early thirties, replied to Tong Zhenbang: "Mr. Tong, NetEase's stock, despite being unfavored by many experts, has risen another fifteen percent. Quite unexpected."

"Fifteen percent?" Tong Zhenbang frowned, clearly not understanding what the other meant.

"It's like this: NetEase's stock price was 65 dollars before, and now it's risen to 75 dollars. That's roughly an increase of about fifteen percent." The Caucasian explained patiently to Tong Zhenbang.

"That much!" Tong Zhenbang was stunned, then quickly began calculating in his head.

After a long while, he looked up and suddenly understood why Mr. Li had always wanted to go legitimate.

In just a few days, the money he had invested with Zhao Fusheng had increased by fifteen percent, which was several million dollars. Moreover, this money was clean, free from any scrutiny, and had the potential to appreciate further.

Thinking of this, Tong Zhenbang felt that perhaps he should be bolder.

Just then, Chen Shijie walked over and said to Tong Zhenbang: "Boss, Mr. Li wants to see you."

"Got it." Tong Zhenbang nodded, stood up, and instructed the Caucasian to leave. Then he looked at Chen Shijie: "A-Jie, make preparations. We're going to China."

Chen Shijie was taken aback, then nodded and silently followed behind Tong Zhenbang.

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Zhao Fusheng was unaware of what was happening in the United States. At that moment, he was in the office of Future Investment Fund, holding a meeting with a group of senior executives led by Dong Chenxi.

"Based on our current estimates, barring any surprises, NetEase's stock is expected to break through the $100 mark." A senior executive spoke confidently to Zhao Fusheng and Dong Chenxi: "The US stock market is on a high trend recently. I suggest we buy heavily into tech stocks. Within the next three years, the US stock market will surely bring us huge returns."

Seeing the man's overflowing confidence, Zhao Fusheng frowned and glanced at Dong Chenxi, only to find her silently looking down at documents without a word.

Letting out a long breath, Zhao Fusheng finally felt relieved.

If everyone around him were like these executives, Zhao Fusheng would really have to consider hiring professional managers.

"What do you think?" After the executive finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng looked at Dong Chenxi noncommittally and asked.

Dong Chenxi pondered for a moment, then said: "I think we need to clarify one issue."

Hearing her opening line, Zhao Fusheng knew he hadn't been disappointed.