Chapter 1813: A Warning

It turned out that Zhao Fusheng had underestimated the depths of human depravity.

Or rather, as a person with principles, he found it hard to understand the logic of someone like Fan Deng.

Especially when such a person put on an air of being the only sober one in a drunken world, it was even more bizarre.

"You mean he did it to promote himself?"

Zhao Fusheng stared at Zheng Yao, dumbfounded, and asked helplessly.

Zheng Yao nodded, her expression equally complicated, and explained to Zhao Fusheng, "We looked into it carefully. The guy started some kind of book club, selling his own books and various self-help titles when he had nothing else to do. Basically, that sort of thing. Since he had no other way to become famous, he chose this method to get attention."

Holy shit!

Zhao Fusheng felt terrible.

So after all that, the guy just wanted to be famous!

No, to be precise, he pulled this stunt for his own benefit.

Thinking about it, Zhao Fusheng felt as nauseated as if he had swallowed a fly.

He had been forced into a staged accident.

"What should we do?"

Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

If that guy was deliberately causing trouble, it would be a bit tricky.

He was clearly trying to pick a fight with Future Group. If they publicly refuted him, he would achieve his goal—attracting public attention and marketing himself.

But Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected that someone would already be playing the self-marketing game at this time.

And doing it so shamelessly, utterly despicable.

"Forget it, ignore him."

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao, "Give a heads-up to CCTV. If possible, it's best not to keep someone like that on their hosting team."

"Cough, already done." Zheng Yao said helplessly, "That guy submitted his resignation early on. It's obvious he wanted to screw over CCTV and us before leaving."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng burst out laughing.

Damn, this guy was a genius!

"Forget it."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, "He's just dog shit. If you step in it, he'll cling to you endlessly. Let's not bother."

That was true. There were always people like that in the world—like dog shit, not biting but disgusting.

Fan Deng was that kind of person.

Although he couldn't really affect Future Group, you had to admit his existence was utterly nauseating.

"Alright."

Zheng Yao nodded. She was also helpless; there was really nothing you could do with someone like that.

"By the way, aren't you curious about the seeds you planted in Hong Kong?" Zheng Yao suddenly said something quite Zen-like.

"What's up?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit puzzled. What did she mean by seeds he planted in Hong Kong?

Was something wrong with Tan Kaixuan?

At that thought, Zhao Fusheng's face darkened.

"TVB."

Zheng Yao didn't notice his expression and continued, "They sent us a message, hoping to make peace and asking us not to make things difficult for them in the future."

"Ah?"

Zhao Fusheng then remembered there was still that matter with TVB.

He waved his hand and said, "That's not a problem. I just wanted to teach them a lesson. Handle it as you see fit. By the way, any news from Hong Kong lately?"

"Huh?"

Zheng Yao found it odd, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm not sure about that. You'd have to ask Dong Chenxi."

"Ah, I'll call her myself."

Zhao Fusheng didn't plan to tell her yet about his and Tan Kaixuan's plan to go after Cathay Pacific.

"I feel like you're hiding something from me." Zheng Yao was sharp; Zhao Fusheng's slightly unusual behavior made her suspicious. She looked at him warily.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head like a rattle drum and quickly denied it, "Don't talk nonsense. How could I? Am I that kind of person?"

"Heh..."

Zheng Yao gave him a look that said 'you figure it out,' sneered, and ignored him.

She decided she would call Dong Chenxi as soon as she got back to find out what was going on!

Seeing Zheng Yao's reaction, Zhao Fusheng knew she was curious.

Women, sometimes their intuition was more reliable than their eyes. They could always analyze all sorts of things, real or imagined. Even Zhao Fusheng had to admire that.

Like Fan Baobao—sometimes he thought he hid it well, but she could always tell whether he was in a good mood or not. It was astonishing.

Though Zhao Fusheng was reluctant to admit it, in this regard, many men might never have such delicate sensibilities in their lifetime.

They say men are careless, and that's true.

But he still didn't intend to tell Zheng Yao what was going on. If she wanted to ask Dong Chenxi, let her.

After seeing Zheng Yao out, Zhao Fusheng sat in his office, silent for a long time.

After thinking it over, he simply called Tan Kaixuan.

"Yo, what brings you to call me?"

Tan Kaixuan was obviously surprised to receive Zhao Fusheng's call.

"Why can't I call?" Zhao Fusheng said helplessly. "I just wanted to ask if the Cathay Pacific thing is settled."

"Almost done."

Tan Kaixuan laughed, "The stock price has been repeatedly pushed up and crashed. Now it's time to make a move."

"Then go ahead."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, "I'm still waiting to use the pocket money you earn to buy a yacht."

His thinking now was different from the beginning. In Zhao Fusheng's view, the purpose of making money was to enjoy life. When his daughter was older, he would buy a small island in Europe and travel with his family—how pleasant.

"Yacht..."

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Tan Kaixuan was speechless. He said contemptuously, "Dude, have some shame. I'm working hard to make money for you, and you want to use it to buy a yacht? Have you considered my feelings?"

"Heh..."

Zhao Fusheng acted as if he hadn't heard, laughed to himself, and directly ignored him.

That was just how he was, always muttering to himself.

"You jerk..."

Tan Kaixuan was too lazy to complain about Zhao Fusheng anymore and decisively changed the subject.

"But seriously, Hong Kong's reaction speed is really slow." Tan Kaixuan said to Zhao Fusheng, "I've been playing like this, and no one has noticed yet."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, "I think they might have noticed but just don't care."

"Huh?"

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback, then immediately understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

"You mean they're still observing?" Tan Kaixuan wasn't stupid; he quickly grasped Zhao Fusheng's point.

"Of course."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, "You suddenly entered the Hong Kong market. Naturally, they want to see what you're up to. Otherwise, do you think there are no capable people in Hong Kong who can't see you stirring things up?"

"That makes sense. It is the Pearl of the Orient after all." Tan Kaixuan agreed.

He wasn't stupid. As Zhao Fusheng said, if they couldn't even see that, the Hong Kong tycoons wouldn't have survived the complex situation until today.

In Hong Kong, the price of making real estate the pillar industry was creating a bunch of conservative tycoons.

That's right. Apart from a few, most of Hong Kong's tycoons were relatively conservative. They only liked to play their own games and guard their wealth.

This wasn't a joke. In the past decade, few new tycoons had emerged in Hong Kong precisely because of this.

"Be cautious."

Zhao Fusheng reiterated to Tan Kaixuan, "Before we're strong enough, don't stir up trouble. Keep it small like this."

Tan Kaixuan frowned, "Are you worried they'll make a move behind the scenes?"

"You think they won't?"

Zhao Fusheng sneered and said bluntly, "Don't forget, none of them are easy. People who made their fortunes in real estate—are any of them simple? Thick-faced and black-hearted, that's what they are."

Tan Kaixuan fell silent. Though he wanted to deny it, on second thought, Zhao Fusheng was right.

Those big shots in Hong Kong, usually appearing kind and charitable with donations and scholarships, could be ruthless when it came to screwing people over.

Turning against someone without mercy—that described them perfectly.

Even someone like Li the Superman, who claimed to be a patriot, abandoned his first wife. After her death, he built a controversial building and soon appeared in public with his mistress.

Without his first wife, Li the Superman would have been nothing. His first pot of gold came from his father-in-law, and his wife contributed greatly to his success.

Rumor had it that the reason HSBC chairman Shen Bi helped him complete the snake-swallowing-elephant deal with Hutchison Whampoa was because Ms. Zhuang personally persuaded Shen Bi.

Yet even so, after achieving success, Li the Superman still chose to abandon his wife and appear with his mistress.

Such ruthless people were everywhere in Hong Kong's business circles. People who could abandon even their own relatives—wouldn't it be natural for them to screw over an outsider like Tan Kaixuan?