Chapter 1842: No Matter How Much Fun You're Having Now

"Wait."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Zheng Yao and slowly gave his answer.

"Wait?"

Zheng Yao was a bit puzzled, looking at Zhao Fusheng in confusion. Clearly, his answer caught her off guard.

In Zheng Yao's mind, Zhao Fusheng would either choose to refuse reconciliation and continue to be at odds with the other side, or he would choose to back down, obediently settle, pay compensation, and smooth things over.

At most, he might privately make promises to the municipal party committee and have them send people to handle it.

After all, in a society based on capital, dealing with such matters was all too simple.

But Zheng Yao never expected that Zhao Fusheng would actually tell her to wait.

"That's right, wait until everything has fermented."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly: "Prepare all the materials. When things have fermented enough and those who want to jump out have mostly jumped out, then release all the video evidence. Sue those who should be sued, deal with those who should be dealt with."

"Hiss!"

Zheng Yao gasped sharply.

She really hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng to play it so big. It was clearly a plan to give everyone a serious setback.

Zheng Yao could even imagine the scene when, after everyone had bounced around enough, Future Group would reveal the truth.

"But if we do that, I'm afraid it might be too late..." Zheng Yao hesitated, then said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Three days."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said slowly: "In just three days, we'll send lawyer's letters to all the media involved, and also to the journalists who spread rumors. Additionally, for those posts online, pick the ones causing the most trouble and sue them for defamation. These keyboard warriors should have been dealt with long ago."

Zheng Yao was silent, having to admit that Zhao Fusheng's move was indeed ruthless.

Whether at the spot where Zhao Fusheng's car was or near the company headquarters, Future Group had surveillance cameras and possessed complete video evidence.

The reason Zheng Yao had chosen to compromise earlier was that she didn't want to put the company on the cutting edge of public opinion because of this matter.

But Zhao Fusheng's choice clearly meant he was going to stand firm against those people.

After a long while, Zheng Yao looked up at Zhao Fusheng: "If that's the case, then what about our reputation..."

Obviously, she was worried that because of this incident, Future Group's image in the public eye would suffer.

Zhao Fusheng sneered: "I always thought reputation was important. But on second thought, reputation is entirely man-made; it's nothing remarkable!"

Ah?

Zheng Yao was taken aback, but after thinking it over, she felt that what Zhao Fusheng said might have some truth to it.

Reputation, after all, is really just that.

Whether it's a person, a company, or a product, building a reputation is essentially a process. Unless it's a case that violates the universal values of society, no matter who or what it is—person, company, or product—reputation can always be crafted.

Mistresses being whitewashed, scumbags turning over a new leaf—such things have happened before.

Even some comprador companies have been whitewashed as conscientious national brands. What's impossible?

So, what Zhao Fusheng said was not without basis.

He just put it too bluntly.

"In that case, let's do it your way."

After a moment of silence, Zheng Yao slowly spoke to Zhao Fusheng.

At this point, the method Zhao Fusheng proposed might indeed be a good solution.

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Since they planned to proceed with Zhao Fusheng's idea, for the time being, they couldn't fight back against the news from the outside.

Zheng Yao arranged for people to receive the reporters, while Zhao Fusheng, accompanied by Wu Sijie, quietly left the company.

Back home, Fan Baobao and his parents were naturally there. Seeing Zhao Fusheng return, they all asked him what was going on.

Zhao Fusheng recounted the whole story and finally told everyone the company's countermeasures.

"Is this okay?"

After hearing her son's words, Mother Zhao said worriedly, "In that case, wouldn't you have to bear a lot of bad reputation?"

"I think it's fine."

Father Zhao, on the other hand, agreed with Zhao Fusheng's decision. He said solemnly, "Take this opportunity to clean up all those guys. At least in the future, when they write news about you, they'll have some scruples."

Clearly, the parents had different opinions.

Fan Baobao didn't say anything, just glanced at Zhao Fusheng and nodded.

It was obvious that she supported any decision Zhao Fusheng made.

Between husband and wife, there was no need for many words.

Zhao Fusheng felt a warmth in his heart. He smiled at his parents and wife and said, "It's okay. The company has everything arranged. Everything will be resolved within three days."

Since he said so, the others had nothing more to say and could only choose to believe Zhao Fusheng.

After all, the Spring Festival was approaching, and everyone knew that given Zhao Fusheng's character, he wouldn't let this drag on until after the festival to resolve it.

After the parents carried the child downstairs, Fan Baobao came to Zhao Fusheng's side and said softly, "I think someone is stirring up trouble behind the scenes this time, aren't they?"

"Mm."

Zhao Fusheng didn't hide it from her and explained, "The company is developing too fast. Baidu and other competitors are all secretly fueling the fire, ha, they're all waiting to see me make a fool of myself."

Zhao Fusheng was indeed wealthy, but the problem was that no matter how much money he had, he couldn't stop others from competing with him.

Even the many tycoons from his previous life couldn't prevent others from targeting them, and the same went for Zhao Fusheng.

He could only counter each move as it came.

Others might find it strange that a super-rich person shouldn't be like this.

But that was indeed the fact.

An elephant doesn't care about ants, but the problem is that many ants can kill an elephant. Could the elephant lower its head to track down the ants?

If that were the case, after Zhang Ziqiang kidnapped the tycoon's eldest son, would he have been hunted down worldwide?

But in reality, he walked away happily with a ransom of one billion Hong Kong dollars.

"Take care of yourself."

Fan Baobao knew she couldn't help Zhao Fusheng much, so she could only comfort him like that.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and nodded, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

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……

Zhao Fusheng, who knew what he was doing, actually didn't take this matter to heart.

He had seen this kind of trick too many times in his previous life.

Things often go like this: you might be surprised at first, but over time you gradually get used to it and eventually don't take it seriously at all.

No man is perfect, no gold is pure.

By the same token, wanting everyone in the world to be your friend without any opponents or enemies is impossible.

Just as the rise of China faces suppression, the strength of the Future Group must also undergo such trials.

Handle it well, and the company will soar; handle it poorly, and at most it will attract some criticism.

After all, those keyboard warriors can't affect the stock price.

In fact, if they enter the stock market, they can only be treated as leeks, cut down again and again.

But as time passed, more and more news appeared online and in the media, and even Tan Kaixuan called Zhao Fusheng to ask what was going on.

After reassuring Tan Kaixuan, on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Fusheng called Zheng Yao.

"We can start now."

Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao, "I'm curious what expressions those people will have when they receive the lawyer's letter."

Zheng Yao almost couldn't help laughing and said helplessly to Zhao Fusheng, "You're deliberately not letting them have a good New Year, aren't you?"

"They made me unhappy, so naturally I'll make them unhappy," Zhao Fusheng said indifferently. "Especially those media outlets that jumped the highest—don't let any of them off. Also, those reporters, don't let them off either. I want to see, since they enjoyed spreading rumors so much, what they'll have to say when it's their turn."

Zheng Yao held the phone and silently rolled her eyes on the other end.

It had to be said, Zhao Fusheng's move was too ruthless!

These media outlets suffered from the disadvantage of asymmetric information.

When they first saw the posts online, they believed that Zhao Fusheng and the Future Group were in the wrong, so they trusted the family's story. Naturally, when they interviewed the family and gathered negative news about the Future Group, they didn't bother to investigate the truth.

Thus, when the Future Group revealed the truth, their faces would be thoroughly slapped.

"That's it."

Zhao Fusheng finally said to Zheng Yao, "After this is done, the company should take its holiday and rest. There's no need to let them affect our normal schedule, understand?"

"I understand."

Zheng Yao nodded, "By the way, have you heard? 'Iron Man' is about to be released."

"So soon?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, somewhat surprised; he really hadn't received this news.

Originally, according to the plan, 'Iron Man' was supposed to be released in the summer. Had it been moved up?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng put down the phone and quickly called Ye Jing.

"They want to release it as soon as possible."

Ye Jing didn't hide anything when he received Zhao Fusheng's call and explained, "Kevin Feige called me earlier, and we had a conference call. We finally decided to release 'Iron Man' between the Spring Festival and Valentine's Day."

Clearly, their target was the slot before Valentine's Day.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it and found no problem.

Although China wasn't a major box office market yet, the period between the Spring Festival and Valentine's Day still had some box office potential. As for North America, although there was no Spring Festival, the time around Valentine's Day was also a good box office slot.

It had to be admitted that Marvel's move was really the right one.