Chapter 1726 Cultural Differences

To be fair, Zhao Fusheng did not admire many foreign politicians.

Especially modern heads of state, in Zhao Fusheng's view, were mostly just politicians.

These people would stop at nothing for profit, and dignity or bottom lines seemed unimportant in their eyes.

But it must be said that Roh Moo-hyun was a man worthy of much respect.

Life is very important to everyone; not everyone, especially a political figure, has the courage to prove their innocence with their own death when their integrity is slandered.

You know, although South Korean presidents end badly and suffer various political retaliations, none have died.

Even the former president who caused the Gwangju massacre was only sentenced to prison and then placed under surveillance after release.

After leaving office, Roh Moo-hyun was retaliated against by the Lee Myung-bak government, and he chose the most drastic way to prove his innocence.

Such a person might not be a qualified politician, but he was definitely an idealist.

[A side note: I recommend everyone watch the movie 'The Attorney,' which is based on Roh Moo-hyun. The office manager in the film is the current South Korean President Moon Jae-in.]

Zhao Fusheng did not believe that such a person would choose to remain silent and stand by after he exposed the Jang Ja-yeon incident.

Lee Kun-hee was scheming, Shin Kyuk-ho was scheming, and Zhao Fusheng himself was also scheming.

But except for Zhao Fusheng, no one expected that Roh Moo-hyun would raise the sword against the chaebols at this time, when he himself was caught in a storm of public opinion.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng was now looking forward to seeing what scene would unfold when Shin Kyuk-ho and Lee Kun-hee discovered that after their fierce struggle, they would face Roh Moo-hyun's heavy hammer.

“Release all the materials we have.”

Zhao Fusheng calmly instructed Liang Jingyu: “Leave the rest alone.”

“Ah?”

Liang Jingyu was startled, somewhat surprised: “Don’t we need to keep fanning the flames?”

“What does their fight to the death have to do with us?”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said lightly: “Do you really think Lee Kun-hee or Shin Kyuk-ho are fools? If we keep taking the lead, they will definitely acquire us without hesitation.”

Zhao Fusheng had never trusted Lee Kun-hee.

No matter how sincere that old man acted, dealing with someone who could scheme against and ruthlessly attack his own father and older brother was like asking a tiger for its skin.

From the beginning, Zhao Fusheng’s goal was not to cooperate with Samsung, but to muddy the waters.

Only when the water became murky could he, an outsider, fish in troubled waters.

Now, with the chaebols fighting among themselves and President Roh Moo-hyun watching eagerly, the rest would be much easier for Zhao Fusheng.

“Before Roh Moo-hyun makes his move, we do nothing, understand?”

Zhao Fusheng said to Liang Jingyu word by word: “Be patient, got it?”

Although he didn’t understand what Zhao Fusheng was up to, Liang Jingyu was no fool. Since Zhao Fusheng was the boss and had such a plan, he must have considered all aspects, so he would just follow the arrangement.

“Okay, Chairman, rest assured. I know what to do.” Liang Jingyu nodded in agreement.

“Mm, I’m reassured with you handling things.”

Zhao Fusheng said to Liang Jingyu with a smile.

This was from the heart. From start to finish, Liang Jingyu’s impression was not that he was exceptionally capable, but that he had super strong execution and a steadiness that was almost frightening.

His patience far exceeded Zhao Fusheng’s expectations.

Once a goal was set, Liang Jingyu would wait seriously, and unless he received definite information, he truly had the character to hold back from acting on any good opportunity.

Since Hanxing Investment entered South Korea, a rumor had circulated in Seoul’s investment circles.

This Representative Liang of Hanxing Investment would not easily make a move unless he was more than eighty percent sure.

This was not sarcasm, but genuine praise and envy.

After all, investment involved high risk, and no one could guarantee that every investment would make money.

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Zhao Fusheng put down the phone and let out a long breath.

To be honest, he was also a bit uncertain inside.

After all, the situation in South Korea was complex, different from China and other places. That country, from top to bottom, had a strange temperament.

What they opposed and liked were both bizarre.

Fandom culture could emerge from idol worship, and unique fan circle culture could also arise from opposing stars. Even in daily necessities, they would use absurd reasons like “body and land are one” to support domestic products.

The laughable national pride of South Koreans sometimes made people feel like they were watching a comedy.

They can produce a TV drama like "The Four Gods of the Tae Wang" that blatantly distorts history, and also make a film like "Silenced" that shakes people's hearts and confronts darkness.

Contradictions are most vividly manifested in the Korean people.

So, even if Lee Kun-hee suddenly joined forces with Shin Kyuk-ho this time, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't find it surprising, after all, they are capable of doing such shameless things.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Zhao Fusheng was especially cautious.

He never intended to claim a large share of the pie in Korea's cultural industry; his ultimate goal was merely to further consolidate Hanxing Investment's position in Korea and gain more benefits.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't reveal this intention to anyone.

Externally, he would certainly put on a posture of sparing no expense to use the Jang Ja-yeon incident to pry open the door of Korea's cultural industry.

Only then could he fish in troubled waters and gain more benefits from it.

Moreover, if the two sides really got into a heated conflict, he might actually gain some benefits.

Zhao Fusheng certainly wouldn't refuse a good thing that came his way.

He felt perfectly at ease making money from Koreans.

No longer concerning himself with Korean affairs, Zhao Fusheng planned to rest for a couple of days in the capital. It was almost August, and after returning to Ninghai for a while, Fan Beibei would start school. He would need to arrange for someone to stay with her there and not keep troubling Zhou Yun and the others.

News of Zhao Fusheng's return to the country quickly spread.

Dong Chenxi and Dong Guoxiang and others called one after another, some asking to report work, some asking to meet up. Zhao Fusheng refused them all, telling them he had no time recently.

Those guys all had ulterior motives; clearly, seeing him on vacation, they wanted to take a vacation too.

As if!

All of them should just get to work and earn money!

As a capitalist, Zhao Fusheng was just that ruthless, haha!

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Are you even human?

The next day, Zhao Fusheng was cornered at home by Jiang Wen and Ye Jing.

Old Jiang, with huge dark circles under his eyes, asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily: "What's up with you? Did you go out looking for women and get caught by Zhou Yun?"

Get lost!

In response, Old Jiang gave him a high middle finger.

There's been a lot of company business lately, and we're both swamped," Ye Jing said helplessly to Zhao Fusheng. "Also, can you negotiate with Marvel to remove my name from the producer list?"

What's wrong?

Zhao Fusheng frowned, his expression suddenly turning grim: "What happened? Did Disney make a move? Or is Marvel deliberately making things difficult for you?"

In that moment, his mind instantly conjured up several reasons.

After all, if nothing had happened, why would Ye Jing make such a request?

Neither.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jing gave a bitter smile and said to Zhao Fusheng, "It's my own issue. I want to change that name to an English one, James Ye. What do you think?"

Huh?

Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded, looking at Ye Jing in confusion, completely unable to understand what he meant.

Even picking an English name—what was he up to? Was he planning to immigrate to the US?

To be honest, if Ye Jing left, Zhao Fusheng would be loath to let him go. Among the management of the Future Group, although Future Films didn't account for the largest share of profits, owning a film company was crucial for the group's layout. Especially as the cultural and entertainment industry was developing faster and faster, on the verge of a profit explosion. In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, the only person who could steer Future Films was Ye Jing.

Even though he had also let Jiang Wen start getting involved in company management, Old Jiang, due to his personality and habits, could be a director or producer, but as a film company manager, he could only handle daily affairs. When it came to investment matters, he was definitely not as good as Ye Jing.

Especially in selecting scripts and deciding whether to invest, Old Jiang was prone to emotional decisions, and the company would lose real money as a result.

"Well..." Seeing Zhao Fusheng's serious expression, Ye Jing felt a bit awkward, lowering his head without saying a word, clearly having some unspoken difficulty.

Seeing his demeanor, Zhao Fusheng's intuition told him something was off.

He glanced at Jiang Wen, who was holding back laughter, his face red as if he was about to burst out laughing.

"What's going on with you two? Why are you both so strange?" Zhao Fusheng asked Jiang Wen and Ye Jing helplessly. "What happened? Is there something I shouldn't know?"

Ye Jing waved his hand, still silent.

Jiang Wen couldn't hold it in any longer. Looking at Zhao Fusheng, he said while laughing, "Read Ye Jing's name the way Americans do, and then think about what it looks like when it appears on the big screen..."

Holy shit!

In that instant, Zhao Fusheng was stunned.