Chapter 1641: Ambitious

Zhang Guoli arrived at the place where Yu Feihong and the others were, accompanied by his assistant. As soon as he entered, he was stunned.

"No wonder..."

The moment he saw Zhao Fusheng, Zhang Guoli understood. He smiled and nodded, "I was wondering why Zhang Li would suddenly give the crew a day off."

"Brother Guoli."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and greeted Zhang Guoli.

This man was probably one of the top few in the entertainment industry when it came to business acumen.

This was not sarcasm, but genuine praise and fact.

Zhang Guoli debuted in the 1980s and was among the first batch of actors to become popular in China after the reform and opening up. His dramas like "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" were hits across the country.

But what truly made Zhao Fusheng think highly of him was not his brilliant acting career, but his intelligence. Starting from the mid-1990s, he began to maximize the benefits of his identity as an actor.

Investing in productions with his own funds and branding TV series—these were things Zhang Guoli pioneered in China.

Back when he filmed the "Kangxi Incognito" series, Old Zhang made quite a bit of money.

This was essentially the same as the personal studios of later celebrities, except that while later generations were still shareholders, Old Zhang had already become the boss.

Of course, his relationship with Huayi Brothers needed no elaboration. Zhao Fusheng knew this well, so he had never tried to win him over.

The reasoning was simple, just like how Huayi or other companies wouldn't try to win over Jiang Wen now.

Though everyone seemed to have a good relationship on the surface, in truth, taking sides required no reason.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Wen smiled when he saw Zhang Guoli enter.

"I heard Feihong's boyfriend was here, so I came to take a look." Zhang Guoli laughed heartily and said to Yu Feihong, "I was wondering when you got a young boyfriend and why I didn't know."

Yu Feihong's cheeks flushed slightly. She glared at Zhang Guoli and said, "Brother Guoli, what nonsense are you talking?"

Everyone laughed, their faces full of teasing.

They were all old acquaintances, so they knew Zhang Guoli was joking.

"Zhang Li is quite clever."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded. He was quite satisfied with Zhang Li's performance. That guy was indeed smart, knowing he wasn't well-liked and finding other ways to solve problems.

"How could he not be clever?"

Jiang Wen glanced at him helplessly. "With a big boss like you showing up here, if Zhang Li weren't quick-witted, wouldn't he be waiting for you to deal with him?"

Then, with a look of disdain, he added, "You capitalists are the most annoying!"

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. So being rich was his fault now? Old Jiang, it seemed, needed a lesson.

"Alright, stop messing around."

Yu Feihong said helplessly, "If nothing comes up tonight, let's have a meal together and catch up."

Since the crew had the day off, she naturally wanted to gather everyone for a meal. It was better than doing nothing.

"Sure, no problem!"

"Okay."

Jiang Wen and Zhang Guoli both nodded.

Zhao Fusheng also shrugged. "I'm fine with it."

Yu Feihong looked at him. "Really?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "Really, no problem."

"That's not right. I remember that Samsung sent people to negotiate with us. Zheng Yao mentioned it a few days ago." Yu Feihong frowned slightly, looking at Zhao Fusheng. "These days, Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao have been accompanying the Samsung people in negotiations, haven't they?"

Because of her relationship with Zhao Fusheng, she was quite familiar with Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi. The women often got together to chat and have meals, so she naturally knew a lot about the Future Group's affairs.

"Yes, Samsung's Lee Boo-jin and Lee Jae-yong." Zhao Fusheng nodded. "I don't need to step in for now."

"Lee Boo-jin?"

"Lee Jae-yong?"

Zhang Guoli and Jiang Wen exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Samsung, with the surname Lee—their identities were beyond doubt.

They must be the heirs of Samsung!

But on second thought, given Zhao Fusheng's current wealth and status, doing business with Samsung was hardly a stretch.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng found it strange and looked at them in confusion.

"Nothing, nothing." They all shook their heads. The world of the wealthy was truly incomprehensible.

...

...

That evening, Zhao Fusheng had dinner with Yu Feihong, Zhang Guoli, and the others, but then received calls from the Wang brothers and others. In the end, it turned into a gathering of the Beijing circle.

After all, Zhao Fusheng's status was now different. He was far removed from the film and television circle, and people rarely had the chance to meet someone like him.

But now that they had the opportunity, they flocked to him.

Zhao Fusheng didn't put on airs. He played the part of a humble leader, chatting happily with everyone.

"This guy really knows how to act."

Watching Zhao Fusheng holding a wine glass and chatting cheerfully with the crowd, Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong whispered to each other.

"Come on, he's the chairman of the group. This kind of thing is no problem for him."

Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Yu Feihong shook her head helplessly. "This guy is a businessman now. He's long since different from us."

"No matter what, as long as he's our friend, that's enough."

Jiang Wen said seriously.

Yu Feihong nodded in agreement.

On this point, they understood best.

No matter how his status changed, Zhao Fusheng never changed toward his friends. He was always sincere.

Having seen so many people in this circle who turned their backs on others, Zhao Fusheng, a billionaire, remained consistent, which truly surprised them.

"By the way, Fusheng suggested I join the management of Future Film and Television. What do you think?"

Jiang Wen suddenly remembered what Zhao Fusheng had told him earlier and, after thinking for a moment, asked Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong was taken aback. "Management?"

"Yeah. His idea is that Ye Jing might focus more on the U.S. side soon. Although there are people handling things domestically, he still hopes I can get involved." Jiang Wen explained a few sentences to Yu Feihong.

Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Yu Feihong fell into thought and remained silent for a long time.

"What, you think it's not suitable?" Jiang Wen asked cautiously, seeing her expression.

To be honest, he really wasn't confident about managing a film and television company. That's why he asked Yu Feihong for her opinion.

Yu Feihong smiled gracefully and waved her hand. "I don't think it's unsuitable. I'm just considering that Fusheng might already be laying out a plan."

"A plan?"

Her words startled Jiang Wen. Clearly, he didn't understand what she meant.

Yu Feihong nodded. "Ye Jing's work focus is in the U.S. We all know why—because Fusheng acquired shares in Marvel and plans to use Marvel as a base to expand Future Film and Television's market in the U.S., right?"

"Yes."

Jiang Wen naturally knew about this. He even smiled and said, "To be honest, I was shocked when he made that decision. That guy was practically crazy to make such a move. Didn't he know how exclusionary the Hollywood market is?"

Yu Feihong shook her head. "Hollywood is indeed exclusionary, but don't forget, no matter how exclusionary it is, it doesn't matter to him because he doesn't represent the Chinese film and television circle—he represents capital..."

Jiang Wen fell silent.

He had to admit that Yu Feihong was absolutely right. Although Zhao Fusheng didn't seem distant from the film and television circle now, one had to acknowledge that he represented capital.

What is the purpose of capital?

Capital only cares about making money; it doesn't care about other things.

So, once Zhao Fusheng entered Hollywood, as long as he didn't deliberately help Chinese film companies with cultural exports to the U.S., he would naturally have a smooth path.

Therefore, in Yu Feihong's view, Zhao Fusheng was definitely playing a much larger game.

As for the goal, it was simple: he must have his sights set on those Marvel superheroes.

That's why he sent Ye Jing to the U.S. and, worried about problems in China, simply let Jiang Wen join the management of Future Film and Television.

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Fusheng's ambitions seemed truly grand!