Chapter 1804: Identity

Women's intuition is often quite accurate, whether it's catching a cheating spouse or other matters. Generally speaking, a woman's sixth sense usually proves true.

Just like now with Fang Yihua. Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan only joked a few words, and she immediately sensed that the recent fluctuations in TVB's stock price were their doing.

“It’s you causing trouble!”

Fang Yihua looked at Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan, her face dark.

“Heh, Miss Fang, what a thing to say.”

Zhao Fusheng sneered: “TVB’s stock is right there—can’t people buy and sell it?”

“You!”

Fang Yihua nearly fainted from anger. The way he put it, TVB’s stock was like a toy.

“Come on, why waste your breath on her?”

Tan Kaixuan had no interest in wasting words on an old woman in her sixties. He glanced at the executives behind Fang Yihua: “Which one is Ms. Zeng Lizhen?”

“Huh?”

Zeng Lizhen was a bit surprised but stepped forward: “I am. What can I do for you?”

“No, no.”

Tan Kaixuan waved his hand repeatedly: “Nothing at all. I’m just curious—who had the nerve to think my friend would steal something from your TVB? Or what kind of idiot would go so far as to cause him trouble? Hong Kong really is full of oddballs. Do you all think you’re Li Ka-shing?”

With that, he looked Zeng Lizhen up and down, then spat out two words.

“Chixin!”

“Chixin” is Cantonese, meaning idiot.

Clearly, in his eyes, both Zeng Lizhen and Fang Yihua were a bunch of idiots.

A billionaire under thirty—even Li Ka-shing wouldn’t be so rude to Zhao Fusheng, yet they had the audacity to do it. They were textbook morons.

“You!”

The group behind Fang Yihua all changed color. Just as they were about to speak, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan had already turned and left, greeted by a group of bodyguards led by Wu Sijie.

“You two, why provoke them like that?”

When Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan returned to their seats, Fan Baobao complained to Zhao Fusheng.

“If we didn’t give them a piece of our mind, they’d think they’re invincible.”

Tan Kaixuan was blunt: “I think we sold the stock too early today. We should have kept them on the fire and let them all go up to the rooftop to cool off!”

“No need, just a lesson is enough.” Zhao Fusheng waved his hand dismissively, unimpressed by Tan Kaixuan’s words.

Fang Yihua was nothing; the real formidable one was Sir Run Run Shaw.

Sir Run Run Shaw was an extremely shrewd man, as evidenced by his actions around 1997.

Back then, he had been knighted by the Queen. Once he was certain that Hong Kong’s return to the mainland was irreversible, he quickly shifted his political stance, fully aligned with the mainland, and began donating to education.

The Shaw Buildings scattered across the country were clear proof.

He knew well that his past actions had displeased the mainland’s top brass, and to ensure his safety, he had to resort to such measures.

As it turned out, his approach was correct.

In Hong Kong, though Sir Run Run Shaw wasn’t among the wealthiest, his network was intricate. Moreover, he had deep ties with the Lin family, one of the original four major families, which still wielded immense influence even today.

His low profile was merely because he had been too close to the British Hong Kong government and had to lie low to avoid being targeted by the mainland.

Thus, Zhao Fusheng never intended to completely crush TVB.

A lesson to let them know his power was enough. After all, TVB had no sway over his business, and he wasn’t worried about retaliation.

That was due to the market.

Zhao Fusheng’s businesses were either in the mainland, the United States, or South Korea. In Hong Kong, aside from some collaborations with other film companies, he had virtually no projects.

Consequently, even if Zhao Fusheng bullied them mercilessly, the TVB people had no way to retaliate.

Even targeting Louis Koo and others would be useless, as Hong Kong’s film industry was in decline. Top actors were all trying to enter the mainland market—what good would a blacklist do?

“Alright, you decide for yourself.”

Tan Kaixuan said no more, since it was Zhao Fusheng’s own affair.

While they leisurely continued eating, Fang Yihua and her group stormed back to TVB.

“You two, come in and explain clearly!”

Back at the station, Fang Yihua shouted angrily at Zeng Lizhen and Le Yiling.

Being so directly humiliated was something she hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Zeng Lizhen and Le Yiling exchanged glances and walked into Fang Yihua’s office together.

“Tell me, what exactly happened?”

Sitting behind her desk, Fang Yihua asked with a stern face.

The two dared not hide anything and recounted the events one by one. Somehow, Le Yiling omitted the part where Zhao Fusheng tried to recruit her.

She only said that the man was brought to her office, and soon after Zeng Lizhen arrived, made a show of power, and then let the group go.

“Is that so?” Fang Yihua looked at Zeng Lizhen and asked gravely.

Zeng Lizhen nodded: “At the time, I noticed they had bodyguards, and since they said they were Louis Koo’s friends from the mainland, I figured they were his backers. I thought it best not to offend them, so I let them leave.”

“Mm, that was right.”

Fang Yihua nodded, satisfied with Zeng Lizhen’s handling.

“But unexpectedly, they were still dissatisfied.”

Zeng Lizhen said bitterly.

Le Yiling watched her, sneering inwardly, but said bluntly: “The man is a big shot in the mainland who can summon wind and rain. He brought his wife to tour our TVB, and your subordinates humiliated him. Do you think a simple ‘let it go’ would suffice?”

She wouldn’t let Zeng Lizhen off the hook so easily.

Sure enough, after hearing Le Yiling’s words, Fang Yihua frowned, her expression darkening.

She had to admit Le Yiling was right.

If it were her, being so humiliated, she wouldn’t let it go either.

Especially in front of his wife.

So that was why they had targeted TVB’s stock.

To vent their anger?

Thinking of this seemingly absurd yet reasonable motive, Fang Yihua’s face turned very ugly.

“Do you know the man’s name?”

Fang Yihua asked Le Yiling.

Regardless, the key to resolving the issue lay with that man. Though she claimed not to fear him, if there was a chance for negotiation, she would take it.

“No, I only know his surname is Zhao.”

Le Yiling answered honestly: “Louis Koo should know—he kept trying to stop Supervisor He.”

“Call him.”

Fang Yihua decided immediately: “Ask him in detail what’s going on. I owe him a favor for this!”

After all, Louis Koo had little to do with this, and Fang Yihua wasn’t foolish enough to take it out on him.

Le Yiling nodded. She didn’t have Louis Koo’s number, but Charmaine Sheh surely did. She first called Charmaine Sheh to get Louis Koo’s private number, then dialed directly.

“Hello, who is this?”

On the other end, Louis Koo asked curiously.

Generally, only close friends knew this private number, and few called late at night.

“I’m Le Yiling.”

Le Yiling identified herself directly and got to the point: “About Mr. Zhao’s identity, I’d like to ask—how much do you know?”

“Ah?”

Louis Koo was startled, then recalled what Zhao Fusheng had said earlier. He nodded: “I know. He’s the chairman of Future Group and a good friend of Leslie.”

“What!”

Le Yiling’s hand holding the phone trembled, and she blurted out: “Say that again!”

“I said, his name is Zhao Fusheng, chairman of Future Group in the mainland.”

Louis Koo said seriously: “I met him through Leslie. You know, when I offended someone here, Mr. Zhao stepped in to protect me.”

Le Yiling was silent for a long time. Finally, before Louis Koo could say more, she hung up.