Chapter 2248: A Chance Encounter While Visiting a Patient

It would not be an exaggeration to describe Zhao Fusheng as the breadwinner for Liu Yiming's family.

Liu Yiming was his assistant, and Liu Yan was an artist under his film and television company.

Now, Zhao Fusheng was also paying for Liu's father's medical treatment.

For this alone, Zhao Fusheng could absolutely be called the Liu family's benefactor.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng arrive, Liu's mother and Liu Yan were both very surprised.

"Chairman, why are you here?"

Liu Yan was quite astonished.

"Just came to see how Uncle is doing."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and greeted Liu's parents: "Hello, Uncle and Aunt. How is Uncle's health?"

Because he and Liu Yiming had entered, Liu's father had woken from sleep. Seeing Zhao Fusheng suddenly, he was startled.

"Z-Zhao Chairman?"

Liu's father asked in surprise.

When they had visited the capital last time, Zhao Fusheng had met them and even had a meal together.

This time, for the medical treatment, Zhao Fusheng had personally arranged everything and covered all expenses.

That alone made the Liu family immensely grateful, but no one expected him to come in person.

"How are you feeling, Uncle?"

Zhao Fusheng asked very politely.

He was always like this—respectful toward elders, as long as they weren't the unreliable type.

"Much better. Thank you so much, Chairman."

Liu's father quickly replied.

He naturally knew how high Zhao Fusheng's status was—this was his son and daughter's boss. He had heard from his son before that Zhao Fusheng's assets, just on the surface, already exceeded twenty billion US dollars.

Not to mention the many companies under his group that had not yet gone public.

In Liu Yiming's words, in another five years, the richest man in China would likely become their boss.

"You're too kind."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Liu Yiming's parents: "Yiming is someone close to me, and Liu Yan is also an artist under my company. These are things I should do. If you need anything, just say the word. I've already made arrangements."

"Thank you. This is already more than enough."

Liu Yiming's mother quickly said.

Indeed, Zhao Fusheng had not only arranged the hospital and doctors but also specifically booked a private room. She had secretly asked and found out that just this private room cost a thousand yuan a day.

Even so, it was in short supply and not easy to get.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Fusheng could tell that the elderly couple was a bit constrained, so he left the ward.

Liu Yiming saw Zhao Fusheng to the door. Just as Liu Yan was also leaving, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "Then I'll give you a ride."

"Sure, thank you, Chairman."

Liu Yan quickly nodded.

The two walked side by side. Zhao Fusheng casually asked about Liu Yan's work. As they walked, a few people came in from the elevator.

"Director Zhang, Director Zhang, please explain what exactly this illness is. What do you think we should..."

"Sorry, I have a meeting to attend and can't explain right now. This involves a lot of professional knowledge. It's not something that can be clarified in a sentence or two."

A doctor in a white coat said to the two people beside him.

It seemed those two were journalists.

The elevator closed quickly. Director Zhang got off at one floor, leaving the two journalists whispering quietly.

"That guy, too arrogant, what's he got?"

"Exactly, way too much!"

"So what do we do?"

"How about this: let's go back first and talk..."

The two mumbled something unintelligible and soon disappeared from Zhao Fusheng and the others' sight.

"Chairman, these people..."

Liu Yan frowned slightly, looking at the retreating figures of the two journalists, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit puzzled.

"Nothing, nothing."

Liu Yan gently shook her head but said nothing more.

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After seeing Liu Yan back to her place, Zhao Fusheng went home.

Liu Yiming was away during this period, so he basically shuttled between the company and home, rarely going out.

Occasionally, Old Jiang or Yu Feihong would call him, and a group would gather for dinner, making life quite pleasant.

The development of Future Group was going well, after all, Zhao Fusheng had set the direction earlier, and others just followed it.

In fact, that's how big companies work; unless there's an emergency, generally the plans set at the beginning of the year are carried through.

Of course, other things happen occasionally, but for a company like Future Group, as long as the national policy environment doesn't change drastically, there are usually no major shifts.

Future Technology and Future Real Estate, these two subsidiaries, would be the group's key focus in the coming years.

As for Future Advertising and Future Security, they became companies that Zhao Fusheng said just needed stable development and not to lose money.

Of course, Han Star Investment and Future Investment, both in South Korea, were not counted among them.

Because the wealth controlled by these two companies was simply too vast.

Then there was Future Film and Television.

Now it seemed that going public had a significant impact on the company; once listed, many things could no longer be decided independently.

Moreover, according to Hong Kong Stock Exchange regulations, Zhao Fusheng's shareholding could not exceed seventy-five percent; otherwise, equity dilution would be required.

When the company went public, on the advice of the accounting firm, Zhao Fusheng diluted the equity of Future Film and Television, holding sixty percent himself, and distributing the remaining forty percent as initial shares and public float.

Of course, even so, control of Future Film and Television remained firmly in Zhao Fusheng's hands.

And because its market value had increased rapidly after listing, Future Film and Television was now worth over thirty billion Hong Kong dollars.

There were many reasons for this, the biggest probably being that it was the only listed company among Zhao Fusheng's subsidiaries.

So many brokers and investors had strong confidence in Future Film and Television.

After all, Zhao Fusheng's strength was so formidable that there was no worry about Future Film and Television going bankrupt.

Credibility, especially in the business world, must be backed by one's own strength.

These days, Zhao Fusheng had nothing to do and surfed the internet at home. On the internet now, many video sites had appeared. In Zhao Fusheng's view, perhaps it wouldn't be long before the wonderful era he remembered was coming.

"Huh?"

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng accidentally saw a trending topic and was stunned.

Why did it look familiar?