Chapter 1861: An Old Friend

The news of Zhao Fusheng's arrival in Hong Kong was not a secret in many people's eyes; the financial and business circles had received word early on.

As for the entertainment circle, the gossip about Andy Lau dining with a mysterious mainland tycoon appeared in the newspapers, and through the identity of Dong Chenxi beside him, everyone guessed that the person whose face was obscured in the photo was undoubtedly the most mysterious tycoon on the mainland, Zhao Fusheng.

Yes, when Zhao Fusheng was dining with Heavenly King Andy, they were secretly photographed by paparazzi.

As for these paparazzi, they were found by Zhao Fusheng's bodyguards. The demand from his side was simple: they could report and speculate on his identity, but no frontal photos were allowed; otherwise, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

Paparazzi are also human, with family and friends, and they need to eat and drink.

Although exposing Zhao Fusheng's frontal photo was indeed tempting and would certainly earn a lot of money, the problem was, they had to be alive to spend it.

What kind of place is Hong Kong?

A capitalist society, where money makes you the boss. Risking your life to offend a super-rich man is something only a fool would do.

You know, last time he came to Hong Kong, it was said he pointed at the noses of the Xiang couple and cursed them out, and the New Righteousness An acted as if nothing had happened, even trying to make peace, hoping he would forgive their offense.

No choice, because he's rich.

With a net worth of tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars, just a small portion of it could cost many people their lives!

Even Yang Shoucheng's gossip newspapers dared not report on him.

So now in Hong Kong, everyone knows Zhao Fusheng has arrived, but except for those who knew him before, no one knows what the owner of Future Group, a super-rich man under thirty, actually looks like.

Of course, this does not include Leslie Cheung, who had just returned from vacation abroad.

"I really didn't expect you to be in Hong Kong."

When meeting Zhao Fusheng near Tsim Sha Tsui, Leslie Cheung was still marveling.

"Why couldn't I come? I think what you didn't expect is that I'm in Hong Kong and you're here too," Zhao Fusheng said to Leslie Cheung with a smile.

The two rarely met in person, occasionally calling or texting to keep in touch.

Since announcing his retirement from the entertainment industry, Leslie Cheung had been living a heavenly life, traveling all over the world, no longer bound by his previous lifestyle.

Although countless fans and music lovers called for his comeback, Leslie Cheung expressed that he was very satisfied with his current life and had no intention of re-entering the entertainment circle.

On this point, it must be said that Leslie Cheung had more integrity than most so-called stars in Hong Kong or mainland entertainment circles.

At the very least, when he said he would retire, he retired; when he said he would withdraw from award competitions, he stopped releasing records and singing.

Unlike some celebrities who announce retirement with a PPT today and come back to make money tomorrow, or claim to retire while happily serving as judges.

Where is their face?

Although in the entertainment circle, everyone is there to make money, the problem is, you can't have it both ways—keeping your face while building a reputation, yet shamelessly making money.

If that's the case, what's the difference between people in the entertainment circle and women selling smiles and bodies in brothels?

Besides, in brothels there were remarkable women like Xiao Fengxian and Sai Jinhua, but these people in the entertainment circle are each more shameless than the last!

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since we last met?"

Leslie Cheung poured himself a cup of tea and said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Last time we met was when you introduced me to Louis Koo," Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Leslie Cheung. "But to be honest, I really think Louis Koo is a great guy."

"Is that so?"

Leslie Cheung laughed. "You think so too?"

"Yeah, I only recently found out that he's been quietly building schools on the mainland," Zhao Fusheng smiled and shrugged. "You know, I always have a good impression of people who are like me."

That was the truth.

Some time ago, Zhao Fusheng received a call from Feihong. In the place where she planned to donate for education, she accidentally discovered that someone had already beaten her to it.

That person was naturally Louis Koo.

Clearly, this guy had already entered the mode of a school-building fanatic, walking a path where only the sun could blacken him.

"Haha, he's really a good person."

Leslie Cheung nodded. "Maybe because he once took the wrong path, he cherishes his current life."

That was true. Louis Koo had been in the underworld, a genuine gangster, but was betrayed and sent to prison.

After getting out, he realized he couldn't continue drifting like that; he had to become a normal person.

So Louis Koo enrolled in TVB's artist training class and eventually became an actor.

To this day, he is considered a genuine acting powerhouse in Hong Kong.

Speaking of which, Louis Koo's rise to fame is quite interesting.

In 1993, he officially joined TVB as a full-time contracted artist, auditing the fifth term of the TV Artist Training Center. With his outstanding looks, he soon became a commercial model.

At the anniversary gala the following year, Liza Wang, wearing a backless dress with black feathers, sang and danced surrounded by a group of young people. The camera focused on the young man behind her for only a few seconds—that was Louis Koo at twenty-four, who occasionally played minor roles in TV dramas as extras.

Louis Koo had just joined TVB but already had rich social experience. He had worked various jobs. Once, as a model manager, he couldn't find a male lead for an ad and had to step in himself. After that, he appeared in many karaoke music videos in the early 1990s until he was discovered by TVB executives and began acting in TV series.

Of course, what truly made him famous across the straits was his role as Yang Guo in "The Return of the Condor Heroes."

As the saying goes, "One look at Yang Guo and you're doomed for life." At that time, many young girls were doomed for life at the sight of the fair-skinned Louis Koo.

Fan Baobao started liking Louis Koo from then on.

As for the later tanned Louis Koo...

Zhao Fusheng could only say that this guy was born to be an actor. For ordinary people, transitioning from an idol to a serious actor takes time, but Louis Koo didn't need to worry about that.

After playing many supporting roles in countless Hong Kong films and TV series, even playing villains, Louis Koo had honed his acting skills and naturally completed the transformation of his image.

Moreover, over the years, he had kept himself clean and had a good reputation in the circle.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng always felt that Louis Koo was definitely a smart person, even the kind of smart person who appears foolish.

When taking on bad movies, Andy Lau, Chow Yun-fat, Tony Leung, and others were criticized harshly, but for Louis Koo, netizens would only say, "Principal Koo must be short of money again."

Although it was mostly teasing, everyone understood. After all, someone dedicated to charity but so low-key that people couldn't even imagine it was always better than those artists who publicized every good deed they did, only to later reveal it was a test for their comeback.

People are ultimately different.

"Should we call him out for tea?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Leslie Cheung.

"Better not. If he comes, paparazzi will follow. Then the three of us eating together—are you not tired of being bothered by reporters?"

Leslie Cheung shook his head, rejecting Zhao Fusheng's suggestion. "I think it's better if we gather in the mainland in a few days. We'll have a chance to meet then, how about that?"

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng nodded. He didn't mind. As Leslie Cheung said, in Hong Kong, the paparazzi were rampant and always chasing stars for photos. It was hard to control. But on the mainland, he didn't need to worry too much.

After all, on his own turf, if he still feared this and that, it would be too cautious.

"By the way, are you going to watch the Olympics this year?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Leslie Cheung.

"Of course, it's a national event."

Leslie Cheung nodded repeatedly, looking delighted. "To be honest, as a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, seeing such an event held in our China really fills me with pride."

Zhao Fusheng could see that he was genuinely happy.

The older generation of Hong Kong artists had strong principles. They might not have been highly educated, but on major issues of right and wrong, their principles were truly admirable.

Zhao Fusheng admired them for that.

"The Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild contacted me to join the Hong Kong delegation for the Olympics. I plan to go and take a look," Leslie Cheung said to Zhao Fusheng.

Although he had retired from the entertainment circle, he wouldn't refuse such a major event.

This had nothing to do with his profession; it was simply because he was Chinese.

"By the way, I read in the newspapers that you came here for company matters?" Leslie Cheung casually asked Zhao Fusheng.

He usually didn't pay much attention to such news. He noticed it only because the media had reported Zhao Fusheng dining with Andy Lau, and he happened to see that Zhao Fusheng came to Hong Kong for matters concerning his listed company.

"Yeah, a little business matter. It's almost resolved," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile. "You know, I have too many business matters now. I have to personally approve everything. It's too tiring!"

Leslie Cheung laughed. "You're so hypocritical. You're not even thirty and already comparable to the tycoons in Hong Kong, and you say you're tired? Do you believe that ninety-nine percent of people in Hong Kong would gladly switch places with you? No, not just Hong Kong, but the whole world!"

Hearing his words, Zhao Fusheng helplessly shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Leslie Cheung didn't know that although it seemed like a complaint or a joke, what Zhao Fusheng had just said was sincere.