Chapter 1775: An Opportunity to Get Rich

With the cooperation settled, Zhao Fusheng didn't stay long in South Korea. It didn't seem appropriate for Lee Boo-jin, the eldest princess of Samsung, to follow him around like a nanny all day.

Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao formed a team and, together with people from CJ, arrived in South Korea.

The details of the subsequent cooperation were to be negotiated by them.

As for how much of a stir this would cause, it had little to do with Zhao Fusheng.

He was only responsible for lighting the fire; how far the flames spread depended on the wind and the timing.

Back in China, Zhao Fusheng enjoyed a few days of leisure.

October had quietly arrived; in other words, autumn had come.

He remembered that when he was a child at his grandfather's house in the countryside, this was the time for the autumn harvest, when farm work had to be done.

Now his grandfather was gone...

Zhao Fusheng's mood darkened, and naturally he didn't feel like going out. He stayed home playing with his daughter for a few days.

Then he was dragged out by Ye Jing.

"Um, 'Tuya's Marriage' wants to participate in the Berlin Film Festival."

Ye Jing looked at Zhao Fusheng, somewhat troubled.

"Then go ahead."

Zhao Fusheng was puzzled. What did that mean? Did he need to report to him about participating in a film festival?

"Ahem, it's like this. It requires some lobbying..." Ye Jing explained helplessly to Zhao Fusheng.

Only then did Zhao Fusheng learn that for every film shortlisted for a festival, a lot of lobbying was needed, because winning an award was not only an artistic success but also a commercial one.

In fact, many films that won awards at foreign film festivals had little difficulty in production and average content, but their operations and jury lobbying were well done.

For example, many works at the Cannes Film Festival rarely showcased true technical brilliance or experimental films; they mainly featured mature film styles.

This was similar to the admission standards of many Chinese film academies after 2010.

Anyway... they were all actresses cut from the same mold.

"Then do it."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Ye Jing, "Don't worry about me on this matter. I don't understand it anyway. Just do what needs to be done."

This was the truth. For Zhao Fusheng, the existence of the film company was initially purely for entertainment, to give Fan Baobao a place where she could do what she loved without worrying about being controlled.

Even now, Zhao Fusheng maintained a relatively relaxed attitude toward the development of the film company.

Making money didn't matter, but it definitely had to make him happy.

"Alright, I understand." Ye Jing nodded.

Thinking it over, he felt he had been foolish. Why ask Zhao Fusheng about this? The guy might have written scripts and sold them, but his understanding of the film industry was even less than that of a complete newcomer.

He was really too foolish.

"By the way, if your wife takes on ads recently, can she appear with the child?" Ye Jing suddenly remembered something and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled and looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing much, just thinking it might be more suitable if she appears with the child." Ye Jing shrugged and said to Zhao Fusheng.

He meant nothing by it; it was just a casual remark.

But Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "No need. My daughter is still young. Why should she appear on camera?"

"Alright."

Ye Jing nodded, but then recalled something and asked Zhao Fusheng, "What do you think? If she wants to develop in the entertainment industry in the future, would you agree?"

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said directly to Ye Jing, "You probably don't understand what I mean. Whatever she wants to do is her life. I won't interfere or stop her."

As he spoke, a faint expression appeared on Zhao Fusheng's face: "Besides, my daughter—does she need to care about others' opinions for what she wants to do?"

Ye Jing was taken aback and suddenly realized that Zhao Fusheng's words were indeed correct.

A girl who was born with assets worth hundreds of millions and would inevitably inherit Zhao Fusheng's boundless wealth truly didn't need to struggle anymore.

It's often said that all roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome.

But for Zhao Fusheng's daughter, she didn't live in Rome; she looked down upon Rome.

With money, you can do whatever you want.

"You bastard..." Having figured this out, Ye Jing was also full of helplessness, feeling he couldn't communicate with Zhao Fusheng. This guy's logic was completely different from his own.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, stood up, patted Ye Jing on the shoulder, and left Future Film.

He still had his own matters to attend to; Ye Jing could handle the company's affairs himself.

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"Chairman, where to?"

Once in the car, Wu Sijie asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to him, "Let's go to Future Investment."

"Investment?"

Although Wu Sijie was a bit surprised, he still nodded.

Arriving at Future Investment, since most of the company's senior executives had gone to South Korea to participate in the cooperation between CJ and Samsung, only middle management remained.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng arrive, they were all startled and came downstairs to welcome him.

"Hello, Chairman."

"Chairman, why are you here?"

"Nothing much, just came to take a look and get some materials."

Zhao Fusheng greeted those people amiably and then went to Dong Chenxi's office.

"Bring me the materials on Pangu Bank."

Zhao Fusheng instructed the staff below.

"Pangu Bank?"

Everyone quickly nodded, and soon someone brought the materials on Pangu Bank.

Back when Zhao Fusheng was short of money, he had borrowed funds from them. Later, as Future Investment rose, most of its funds were placed in Pangu Bank.

In business, one could use tricks and schemes, but once a promise was made, it had to be kept. Otherwise, losing credibility would mean no one would do business with you anymore.

In recent years, Pangu Bank had been operating well. The Chen father and son might not have other talents, but their ability to steadily advance was unmatched.

Even Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but admire them.

Sitting in the office chair, Zhao Fusheng finished reading the materials. After a long while, he suddenly said to Wu Sijie, "Book tickets. We're going abroad."

"Abroad?"

Wu Sijie was surprised: "Where to?"

"To Pangu Bank."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Wu Sijie.

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Three days later, at the headquarters of Pangu Bank.

Chen Guohan looked at Zhao Fusheng in astonishment: "What did you say?"

"I said, I'm here to give Pangu Bank an opportunity to get rich."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Chen Guohan, "So, Mr. Chen, would you like to take it?"

Chen Guohan didn't speak immediately but looked at Zhao Fusheng with some curiosity. He really didn't understand what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Pangu Bank's policy had always been to seek progress while maintaining stability. Even if it meant missing out on some opportunities, it didn't matter, as long as they could make money.

In simple terms, they would rather miss development opportunities due to conservatism than take risks.

This principle sounded somewhat conservative and could easily slow down the company's development, but it was relatively effective.

Over the years, Pangu Bank had managed to stand firm even during storms like the Asian financial crisis, largely because they had few bad debts and didn't have to worry about bank runs.

For a bank, this was undoubtedly difficult.

And now, Zhao Fusheng was telling Chen Guohan that he wanted to give Pangu Bank an opportunity to get rich. What was going on?

Looking at Zhao Fusheng suspiciously, Chen Guohan slowly spoke: "Chairman Zhao, I think you need to explain in more detail."

Chen Guohan had a high regard for this young man.

When he came to borrow funds back then, Chen Guohan had already seen that this man was no ordinary person and would eventually soar. So he made a prompt decision and lent him three hundred million US dollars.

Facts proved that this gamble was very successful.

Future Group's current achievements were worthy of those three hundred million US dollars.

And Zhao Fusheng had not let him down. Unless necessary, most of Future Group's overseas financial transactions were conducted through Pangu Bank.

This was a great honor.

And now, he said he wanted to give him an opportunity to get rich. Chen Guohan was very interested and eager to know what Zhao Fusheng intended to do.