Chapter 1803: Tit for Tat

It is a coincidence that makes a story; many things in this world happen precisely because of a coincidence.

Just like Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan, who never expected to run into the top brass of TVB while having dinner.

“Honey, isn’t that the Mrs. Zeng from yesterday?”

After entering the restaurant, Fan Baobao pointed at a figure on the phone not far away and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Hmm?

Zhao Fusheng was startled, looked up, and saw that it was indeed Zeng Lizhen.

“Interesting.”

Zhao Fusheng smiled but said nothing.

“Who is it?”

Tan Kaixuan asked curiously from the side.

“Zeng Lizhen, a top executive at TVB.”

Zhao Fusheng explained to Tan Kaixuan: “That day, it was her people who blocked us to please her…”

With that, he recounted the whole story to Tan Kaixuan.

After hearing it, Tan Kaixuan was speechless.

“Don’t you find it absurd?” Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked Tan Kaixuan.

“Absurd is an understatement.” Tan Kaixuan shook his head: “I think the people at this company have issues, seriously. Who does business like that?”

“Of course.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded: “You don’t know, this company is famously eccentric in Hong Kong. Back then…”

The two were bored, so they chatted about various gossip about TVB as they walked.

Tan Kaixuan, unlike Zhao Fusheng, didn’t know much about these things. After hearing Zhao Fusheng’s account, he was genuinely shocked.

“This is more dramatic than a palace intrigue.”

After a long while, Tan Kaixuan laughed.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: “Of course. Let me tell you, when I first heard about it, I was completely taken aback too.”

“Indeed, interesting.”

Tan Kaixuan rarely played the role of a bystander, looking gossipy and grinning with delight.

“Come on, let’s go in.”

The group walked inside and were soon seated by the window.

From there, they could see the night view of Hong Kong.

Zhao Fusheng, Tan Kaixuan, Fan Baobao, and Tong Xiaoya sat at one table, while Wu Sijie, Tan Kaixuan’s assistant, bodyguards, and others sat at three other tables.

Zhao Fusheng ordered a large amount of seafood and said to the waiter, “Give them the same, but double the quantity.”

After all, Tan Kaixuan and his group were all men, and each table had six people.

The waiter left, and Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan chatted idly. Soon the dishes were served, and they began eating with relish.

While they were enjoying themselves, Zeng Lizhen was not happy.

“Miss Fang, I feel that this matter is not that simple.”

Sitting in the room, Zeng Lizhen said to Fang Yihua.

Indeed, she wasn’t here alone today; a group of TVB executives were dining here.

“Yes, Sixth Aunt, I feel there’s more to it.”

“I’m not so sure. No one has made a bid yet, so it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”

“Yeah, the stock price rose six percent today.”

Although a six percent daily rise isn’t much for some stocks, for a company with a small market cap like TVB, it’s a significant change.

“Let’s wait and see.”

Fang Yihua was noncommittal, speaking indifferently.

“Let’s go.”

Fang Yihua stood up and said to the group.

As the leader, when she said that, the others naturally had nothing more to say. They all stood up and headed for the door.

Just as they reached the entrance, Le Yiling, standing beside Fang Yihua, caught sight of something and was startled.

“It’s him.”

Le Yiling was somewhat surprised.

“Who?”

Fang Yihua happened to hear Le Yiling’s words and was curious.

Zeng Lizhen followed Le Yiling’s gaze and immediately changed expression.

She clearly saw the few people who had appeared at TVB that day sitting there eating.

“It’s him.”

Zeng Lizhen blurted out involuntarily.

“You know him too, Ah Zhen?”

Fang Yihua was even more surprised. She knew that her two top lieutenants, Zeng Lizhen and Le Yiling, were at odds, and that they had deep grudges. Although this was due to her own indulgence, she hadn’t expected that they both knew this person.

“Yes, I’ve met him once.” Zeng Lizhen was a bit embarrassed. This incident was orchestrated by Manager He to please her. Although it had been smoothed over, in Zeng Lizhen’s view, it wasn’t a big deal.

“What happened?”

Fang Yihua was a clever woman. Having stayed by Sir Run Run’s side for years, she relied on more than just her looks; at the very least, she had the ability to read people.

Zeng Lizhen smiled awkwardly but said nothing.

Le Yiling, on the other hand, didn’t hold back and recounted the incident, finally saying, “Although Manager He acted according to regulations, this approach is indeed inappropriate and will damage our reputation…”

“Forget it, it’s nothing serious.”

Fang Yihua spoke slowly at this point.

Hmm?

Le Yiling was startled, looking at Fang Yihua in surprise, but saw that her expression was quite calm.

Then she realized that perhaps in Fang Yihua’s eyes, her own recent prominence had grown too large, and she needed Zeng Lizhen to rein her in.

“Okay.”

Le Yiling nodded, sighing inwardly. She suddenly regretted not having kept Mr. Zhao’s contact information.

She had known that the internal struggles at TVB were complicated. When she joined last year, she had high hopes of changing the situation. Now it seemed that some things were indeed wishful thinking on her part.

As the group walked out, being a large crowd, they caught the attention of Zhao Fusheng and the others.

“Hey, isn’t that Miss Le?”

Fan Baobao noticed Le Yiling’s figure and said to Zhao Fusheng.

“Is it?”

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled.

After a moment’s thought, he stood up and walked toward Fang Yihua and the others.

Following his move, Tan Kaixuan naturally stood up, along with Wu Sijie and a few bodyguards.

Fan Baobao and Tong Xiaoya stayed put, as this was men’s business, and they chose not to get involved.

“Miss Le, what a coincidence.”

Zhao Fusheng walked up to Fang Yihua and the others and said with a smile.

But the person he greeted was not Fang Yihua, who was in front, but Le Yiling, who was behind her.

Fang Yihua frowned slightly, feeling a bit displeased, but said nothing.

Le Yiling smiled bitterly. She naturally knew why Zhao Fusheng had come. This gentleman seemed genuinely angered by Zeng Lizhen.

“Mr. Zhao, why must you do this?”

Despite her helplessness, Le Yiling spoke to Zhao Fusheng: “I know what happened before was our fault, but…”

“No need to apologize.”

At that moment, Fang Yihua suddenly spoke up.

“Oh?”

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow, surprised.

Then Fang Yihua continued: “Sir, you may be from the mainland and not understand, but TVB is a place with rules. Since you entered our studio for a visit, being checked is only proper. If it weren’t for your acquaintance with Koo, do you think you could have just walked into our studio?”

Oh?

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then suddenly laughed.

“You must be Ms. Fang Yihua?”

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fang Yihua and asked slowly: “Sir Run Run’s concubine?”

“Hmm?”

Fang Yihua’s expression immediately turned sour.

The term “concubine” originated from the time when Sir Run Run’s wife was alive and strongly opposed his taking a concubine. At that time, concubinage was still legal in Hong Kong, so although Sir Run Run took a concubine, Fang Yihua could not openly call herself Mrs. Shaw and even bore the stigma of being a mistress.

After Mrs. Shaw passed away, Fang Yihua was officially recognized. Over the years, few dared to speak to her like that.

“You!”

Fang Yihua’s face turned extremely ugly. She raised her hand, pointing at Zhao Fusheng, about to speak when Zhao Fusheng snorted coldly: “Ms. Fang, respect is mutual. I have always respected Sir Run Run; at least those teaching buildings on the mainland prove he’s a decent person. But your company’s previous behavior and your words just now have disappointed me greatly!”

“Is that so?”

Fang Yihua sneered: “Then I’m really sorry to have disappointed you.”

Clearly, she was furious. This young man was incredibly arrogant to speak to her like that.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and looked at Tan Kaixuan: “What do you think? What if we play with TVB’s stock price a bit?”

“Hard to say.”

Tan Kaixuan replied honestly: “According to my data, they can mobilize at least five billion Hong Kong dollars to support it. Also, Sir Run Run has connections with other Hong Kong tycoons, so they might be able to raise some more funds.”

Then he shook his head: “But if you step in, these people might think twice. Or else, why don’t you just buy TVB? It’s only about five billion Hong Kong dollars.”

“Not interested.”

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: “I’m not as bored as you. Why buy a TV station? If I were to buy, I’d rather buy a Korean one than a piece of junk like TVB.”

All the TVB executives were dumbfounded. What were these two doing, playing off each other like this?

So arrogant—who on earth were they?

“You, shut up!”

Fang Yihua’s face turned pale with anger. She had only habitually put down Le Yiling, and then, seeing Zhao Fusheng ignore her and greet Le Yiling, she had snapped at him. Now this guy was spouting nonsense!

Did he really think no one in Hong Kong could touch him?

“Wait, he just mentioned stocks!”

Just as Fang Yihua was about to explode, she suddenly froze. A foreboding feeling surged in her mind.