Chapter 2169: Listing Imminent

Zhao Fusheng undoubtedly trusted Dong Chenxi's abilities.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let her run Future Investment all these years.

On one hand, because Dong Chenxi was his good friend, Zhao Fusheng trusted her and knew that having her as general manager would greatly benefit him.

On the other hand, Dong Chenxi truly had a talent for investing.

Talent is sometimes a mysterious thing.

Or rather, you can't judge its existence by common sense.

Some people may not seem outstanding, but in certain matters, they simply have talent. Besides admiring and marveling at them, we can only bow in reverence to geniuses.

In business negotiations, Zhao Fusheng felt that Dong Chenxi was definitely someone with innate talent, learning without a teacher.

"It's nothing much."

Dong Chenxi explained to Zhao Fusheng, "It's her own problem."

Zhao Fusheng was somewhat surprised.

Lee Boo-jin's own problem?

"What happened? Tell me," Zhao Fusheng asked Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi shrugged: "She doesn't have the final say; her family is backing her. So don't blame me for holding firm."

Zhao Fusheng smiled. Indeed, that was the case.

Often, the party that takes the initiative in negotiations does so because they have too many ideas compared to their opponent.

Clearly, this time Lee Boo-jin suffered from that disadvantage.

But regardless, since the matter was settled, that was the best news.

Zhao Fusheng smiled at Dong Chenxi: "Go back and rest well. In a few days, when Future Film lists, we'll go to Hong Kong together."

Dong Chenxi nodded, naturally having no objection. She was indeed quite tired lately, so she went back to rest.

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Zhao Fusheng felt no sympathy for Lee Boo-jin's plight.

She was the eldest princess of Samsung; even with family ties, it was her own choice.

To put it bluntly, without that identity, who knows what her life would be like.

The greater the glory, the greater the responsibility.

That was inevitable.

Instead, Zhao Fusheng was now considering how to deploy these funds.

After all, Dong Chenxi had reached an agreement with Lee Boo-jin to raise up to five billion US dollars in investment.

According to capital market rules, this five billion could influence an enormous amount of capital.

Of course, the risks were also significant.

Capital always comes with both opportunities and risks; a slight misstep could lead to a fall into the abyss.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng had witnessed how Tan Kaixuan ended in total defeat.

Back then, Zhao Fusheng realized that the capital market was not easy to play.

Many people think they are smart, but often it is these so-called smart people who become the sacrificial lambs of the capital market.

"Be patient."

Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself.

He knew well that the biggest advantage of running a private equity fund was the ability to invest in more companies.

After all, no one knew better than him which companies would be most profitable in the future.

Even investing in just a few companies would be enough.

After all, he wasn't Sun Zhengyi, nor did he have his arrogance.

Step by step, with patience.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, as long as he adhered to these eight words, he would be invincible.

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"Success?"

Zheng Yao soon got the news and called Zhao Fusheng.

"Sort of."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Zheng Yao, "But don't think that money will be invested in our company."

"Huh?"

Zheng Yao was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled but didn't explain much to her.

That was indeed his idea. After all, Future Advertising or Future Group was not short of investors now. It was better to invest that money elsewhere.

Besides, that was Dong Chenxi's concern, not his.

His main consideration now was going to Hong Kong to meet with several senior executives of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

Since the listing was confirmed for mid-May.

At the beginning of May, Ye Jing, Yu Feihong, and their group arrived in Hong Kong.

However, compared to the high-profile Future Film team, Zhao Fusheng kept a low profile, quietly entering Hong Kong with only Liu Yiming and a group of bodyguards.

After meeting with the HKEX executives and indicating that Future Group would consider listing other subsidiaries on the HKEX, Zhao Fusheng stayed in Hong Kong for less than three days before leaving hastily.

After his departure, several Hong Kong media outlets reported the news.

"China's Most Mysterious Billionaire Arrives in Hong Kong!"

"Future Film Listing Imminent, Big Boss Arrives in Hong Kong!"

A flood of news was reported by various media.

For a time, Future Film became a hot stock in Hong Kong.

Everyone clearly knew that Future Film, backed by a giant like Future Group and with a legendary billionaire like Zhao Fusheng as its owner, had a promising future.

Subsequently, several large funds announced they would invest in Future Film.

With so many positive signals together, barring accidents, Future Film would have a smooth ride after listing.

Though certainly not as夸张 as Alibaba, it would undoubtedly be more successful than listing domestically.

"Chairman, why do you think the domestic stock market is less mature than foreign ones?"

On the way back, Liu Yiming sat beside Zhao Fusheng and asked curiously.

"Oh? You think the domestic market is immature?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Liu Yiming with a half-smile.

Liu Yiming nodded: "Honestly, if you think I'm wrong, just take it as a joke."

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng smiled.

He was curious about what insights Liu Yiming might have.

Liu Yiming said to Zhao Fusheng: "I always feel that our domestic stock market is mixed with factors outside the market—administrative orders, capital manipulation. These things together make our market full of uncertainty."

Zhao Fusheng remained silent for a long time.

He didn't even comment on Liu Yiming's words.

Because he knew very well that Liu Yiming's feeling was not wrong.

The domestic stock market, as Liu Yiming said, indeed had too much uncertainty.

Not being a financial professional, Zhao Fusheng couldn't evaluate it, but he could judge by facts.

At the very least, the vast majority of people trading in China's stock market didn't make money and even lost money.

Those who truly made money were the capital operators.

Was that reasonable?