Chapter 1798: The Right Way to Teach a Brat a Lesson

Everyone has ambition, and Fang Yihua was no exception.

Over the years, running TVB on her own, she also hoped to create brilliance.

Now Sir Run Run Shaw was advanced in years and gradually preparing to withdraw from TVB, and Fang Yihua had become the natural successor.

Under these circumstances, how could Fang Yihua be willing to hand over power to a mysterious American consortium that had appeared out of nowhere?

"No matter what, we have to hold on!"

Fang Yihua sat in her office, talking to herself.

The night passed without incident.

The next morning, Fang Yihua arrived at her office early.

Today would be a tough battle!

The Hong Kong stock market opened at nine-thirty in the morning, and Fang Yihua appeared at TVB headquarters at eight o'clock.

"Miss Fang."

"Aunt Six."

The senior executives also arrived early; clearly, they were all very concerned about this matter.

After all, it was a big deal that affected everyone's future.

"Are you ready?"

Fang Yihua looked at Chen Zhiyun and asked slowly.

"We're ready."

Chen Zhiyun nodded.

After yesterday's meeting ended, under Fang Yihua's direction, he had begun raising funds, preparing to enter the market and buy up shares today.

No matter what, they couldn't let the other side get any more shares.

Soon, it was nine-thirty.

With the opening bell of the stock market, TVB's stock price immediately turned red.

"It's up!"

"It's up again!"

On the computer, the curve recording the stock price shot straight up.

Fang Yihua's gaze was icy, and she said in a low voice: "Start. Whatever sell orders come in, buy them all up!"

At that very moment, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao were standing in the lobby of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, looking at the big screen.

"It really did go up."

Fan Baobao pointed at the big screen and said to Zhao Fusheng: "That Tan Kaixuan guy is really amazing!"

All along, although Fan Baobao knew that Tan Kaixuan was wealthy and a good friend of Zhao Fusheng, she had never had a clear concept of how capable he was.

This was probably the principle of being too close to see clearly, just like Fan Baobao never felt that Zhao Fusheng had any intimidating aura, yet people like Gu Zai, who interacted with Zhao Fusheng, treated him with great respect.

"Of course."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained to Fan Baobao: "He has a whole team of analysts and traders, all elites. Doing this kind of thing is no pressure at all."

That was the truth. The people under Tan Kaixuan were formidable figures who could summon wind and rain on Wall Street, decisive and clean in their actions.

Having them handle two Hong Kong stocks was indeed overkill.

But Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan had agreed that the profits would be split, with a portion going to them as commission, and the rest would be pocket money for their wives on this trip.

Yes, Tan Kaixuan had confirmed his marriage to Tong Xiaoya, and now they were just waiting for her parents' approval.

"Let's go. There's nothing much to see."

Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao: "We'll sell off after the morning rally reaches over five percent."

This was the plan he and Tan Kaixuan had set earlier. If they pushed it up another five percent today, TVB's stock price would have risen by over ten percent in total. Taking this opportunity, they had quietly accumulated enough Cathay Pacific stock. It was time to start the real show.

"That's it?"

Fan Baobao, who had thought she was going to witness a grand spectacle by accompanying Zhao Fusheng, asked him in astonishment.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "What did you expect? Come on, this isn't a movie. Where would so much drama come from?"

As he spoke, he pulled Fan Baobao out of the stock exchange and into the car. Then he said to her: "In the afternoon, Old Tan will arrange for the sell-off. Once we've made our money, we naturally leave."

"And then?"

Fan Baobao asked, puzzled.

"And then?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Of course, TVB's shareholders will step in to support the stock. Old Tan's lawyers in the US will announce that they have no interest in TVB and don't intend to be shareholders. TVB's stock price will then fall accordingly."

Yesterday, Tan Kaixuan's people calculated that with this in-and-out, TVB would lose at least over one billion Hong Kong dollars.

Awesome!

Just thinking about it made Zhao Fusheng's mood quite pleasant.

Nothing made him happier than seeing those who provoked him suffer.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Fan Baobao exclaimed sincerely. She really hadn't expected that in just two days, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan could make TVB lose so much money.

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Let's go pick up Old Tan and Yaya."

Seeing Fan Baobao still lost in thought, Zhao Fusheng said to her with a smile.

"Okay."

Fan Baobao nodded and didn't dwell on the matter.

Although she felt a bit sorry for TVB's major shareholders, Fan Baobao wasn't the kind of person to be overly kind.

Other people's affairs were none of her business.

When she and Zhao Fusheng were stopped yesterday, no one had spoken up for them. So TVB really didn't appeal to Fan Baobao now.

……

……

At the exit of Hong Kong International Airport.

Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao stood there, finally waiting for Tong Xiaoya and Tan Kaixuan, whose flight had been delayed by an hour.

"Damn plane, it was late!"

As soon as he saw Zhao Fusheng, Tan Kaixuan complained: "There was even a brat in first class, making a racket the whole time. It pissed me off so much I wanted to punch him."

Tong Xiaoya wore a helpless smile; clearly, Tan Kaixuan had been complaining to her the whole way.

"You."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "You can't use violence against brats."

"Huh?"

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback, completely not understanding what Zhao Fusheng meant.

"What do you mean?"

Tan Kaixuan casually asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Next time you encounter a brat like that, not only should you not hit him, you should praise him for being smart and energetic. And you should do it in front of his parents or elders. Get it?"

"And then?" Tan Kaixuan continued. He knew Zhao Fusheng well; since he said that, there had to be more.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "Then, tell his parents or elders that the kid is definitely Tsinghua or Peking University material and should take more extracurricular classes. If you have some spare change in your pocket, remember to give them two hundred bucks to buy him more practice problems and sign him up for some tutoring classes. Study hard..."

Fan Baobao, Tong Xiaoya: "..."

Looking at the excited Tan Kaixuan, they suddenly felt that Zhao Fusheng was really insidious.

Following his method, they could even imagine that the brat's childhood would be full of shadows.

After all, for a child, the scariest thing was probably studying.

Endless exercises, endless tutoring classes...

Tsk tsk!

Just imagining it was terrifying.

"Makes sense, makes sense!"

Tan Kaixuan, however, nodded in agreement. To him, two hundred bucks was just the cost of breakfast, but it could teach a brat a harsh lesson. It was totally worth it.

"You two, watch your influence..."

Fan Baobao finally couldn't stand it anymore. Pointing at Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan, she said: "You're both grown-ups, arguing with a child. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled but said nothing.

Tan Kaixuan was about to speak when his eyes lit up. He suddenly noticed a few figures not far away.

He quickly walked over.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Tong Xiaoya was startled and was about to stop Tan Kaixuan, but Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "Leave him be. He knows his limits."

So they could only watch as Tan Kaixuan walked up to that family, looked the kid up and down, and said something to the parents.

In the end, he actually pulled out two bills and handed them over.

Then he walked back with a beaming smile, looking thoroughly satisfied.

"You..."

Fan Baobao glanced at Tan Kaixuan and said speechlessly: "You actually did exactly what he said."

Tan Kaixuan laughed heartily: "You don't know, when the kid's parents heard me praise their son's future, they changed completely. Their eyes lit up. After listening to my suggestion, they're already planning to sign him up for a tutoring class when they get back."

"Great!"

Haha, Zhao Fusheng also smiled with satisfaction.

"That kid's face turned white." Tan Kaixuan laughed with great pleasure.

Zhao Fusheng was also very happy. Clearly, teaching a brat a lesson was a joyful thing for them.

"So boring."

Fan Baobao and Tong Xiaoya shook their heads almost simultaneously and quickly pulled the two guys into the car.

Too embarrassing!

Once in the car, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan finally stopped joking and got down to business.

"What's going on? You've been really irritable lately!"

Tan Kaixuan looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked casually: "Cathay Pacific and TVB—did they both provoke you?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded and recounted the whole story, finally saying with a wry smile: "Tell me, am I just unlucky lately?"

"Hahaha!"

Tan Kaixuan couldn't stop laughing. After a while, he looked up and said to Zhao Fusheng: "I think you should go burn some incense at a temple..."

"Get lost!"

Zhao Fusheng unceremoniously gave him the finger.

Since Fan Baobao and Tong Xiaoya weren't in this car, they didn't have to worry about their image.

"You're such a jerk!"

Tan Kaixuan glared at Zhao Fusheng in dissatisfaction: "I'm giving you sincere advice, and instead of thanking me, you treat me like this. I'm hurt."

"Hurt my ass!" Zhao Fusheng said irritably: "Let's talk business."

"Haha!"

Tan Kaixuan laughed. Seeing Zhao Fusheng like this was really rare.

All along, this guy had always appeared before him as someone who could plan strategies from within a command tent and win battles a thousand miles away. But this trip to Hong Kong had brought him so many troubles—it was truly amusing.