Chapter 2253: Smart People
Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第2253章 聪明人
It's often said that the flood has washed over the Dragon King's temple, and one family doesn't recognize another.
Even Yu Qian hadn't expected that the owner of the Deyun Society performance theater would be Future Film and Television.
Zhao Fusheng was also bewildered. It wasn't until Guo Degang explained in detail that everyone understood—there was a lot more to it than met the eye.
Simply put, Future Film and Television was now a shareholder in Deyun Society and also owned the ten largest small theaters in the capital.
After some pleasantries, they had a meal and then parted ways.
Guo Degang and Yu Qian weren't fools; they naturally knew that trying to curry favor with a big shot like Zhao Fusheng was futile, at best leaving a good impression.
Instead, Guo Degang's son, Guo Qilin, was introduced to Yu Feihong. In Yu Qian's words, the kid had some talent for acting, and if there was an opportunity, could she give him a leg up?
Yu Feihong readily agreed.
After all, there was nothing to lose.
On the way back, Yu Feihong and Zhao Fusheng traveled together.
“You know, Old Guo is pretty clever,” Yu Feihong murmured to herself.
She could clearly see that Guo Degang's stage banter about Zhao Fusheng was deliberately creating an opportunity to get closer.
“Heh, he's no fool,” Zhao Fusheng said with a faint smile.
“That man is a true villain; he knows exactly what he wants.”
That was his honest opinion. If Yu Qian was someone who played things by ear, then Guo Degang was the type who knew what he wanted and worked hard for it.
Zhao Fusheng had known this for a long time.
“By the way, are you really interested in these small theaters?” Yu Feihong asked Zhao Fusheng.
Zhao Fusheng smiled. “Not really interested, but I think small theaters like those in film and television cities are worth trying to develop. At the very least, it won't hurt the company's development.”
“That makes sense,” Yu Feihong nodded, agreeing with Zhao Fusheng.
As Zhao Fusheng said, a film and television company shouldn't just focus on producing movies and TV shows; it should also consider diversified development.
Of course, this diversification couldn't stray from the main line of the entertainment industry.
In this regard, the eight major film studios in the United States had already provided a perfect example.
Animation and film-related merchandise were industries worth trying.
Look at how wildly successful Disney had become. To be honest, Yu Feihong had always hoped that Future Film and Television could reach that level.
If that day ever came, she felt she would have contributed to the development of China's film and television industry.
What could she do? Sister Feihong was just that responsible.
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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, over a month had passed.
During this time, Zhao Fusheng had been in the capital and hadn't left the country.
Soon, Liu Yiming returned to Zhao Fusheng's side.
After all, the old man's illness couldn't be cured overnight.
“Chairman, thank you,” Liu Yiming said, bowing solemnly to Zhao Fusheng when he returned.
Zhao Fusheng waved his hand dismissively. “What's there to thank? Just work hard from now on.”
He paused, remembering something. “Oh, about that doctor incident—how did it turn out?”
He was referring to the matter involving Liu Yan and himself.
“It's been resolved,” Liu Yiming said. “The company issued a public clarification, and with the hospital video as evidence, that journalist has publicly apologized.”
“Good,” Zhao Fusheng nodded.
Although he didn't care much about it, it was never a good thing for a good person to be wronged.
Often, Zhao Fusheng felt that the world was better off being a little more beautiful.
“Get familiar with the situation and get back to work as soon as possible,” Zhao Fusheng instructed Liu Yiming.
As a boss, that was all he could do.
What Liu Yiming needed was a stable job and the boss's regard, not empty words of comfort.
Zhao Fusheng understood this better than anyone.
Liu Yiming was also very happy about this. He knew that Zhao Fusheng still valued him and had no intention of changing secretaries.
That was very important to him.
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After Liu Yiming returned to Zhao Fusheng's side, he sorted through the accumulated work and got back on track.
During this period, Future Group had developed rapidly. In particular, Future Real Estate, backed by Zhao Fusheng's funds, quickly began to make its mark nationwide.
For a time, people in the real estate industry lamented: the wolf has come!
But Vantone Real Estate, which had been outmaneuvered by Zhao Fusheng in the Wangjing land auction, remained silent, which was somewhat puzzling.
Even Zheng Yao was confused.
One day while chatting with Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao brought it up. “Don't you find it strange? Vantone Real Estate suffered such a big loss, and Pan Shiyi just accepted it?”
She pursed her lips. “That was his son, and you made him lose face completely.”
Zhao Fusheng laughed. “Because he's a smart man.”
“Smart man?” Zheng Yao was puzzled, not understanding what Zhao Fusheng meant.
Zhao Fusheng smiled, picked up a document, glanced at it, signed his name, and then explained to Zheng Yao, “Smart people always find various reasons to comfort themselves and justify their failures.”
He handed the document to Zheng Yao and continued, “Especially someone like Pan Shiyi, who is too clever. So he finds excuses for failure faster than others.”
“That's true,” Zheng Yao laughed, beginning to grasp Zhao Fusheng's meaning.
Zhao Fusheng added, “People like Pan Shiyi and his son Pan Ren always like to think of themselves as social elites. They believe they are the smartest and most precious in the world. They are very good at comforting themselves and conveniently forgetting grudges. Unless one day they become stronger than me, you'll see—those two father and son won't come looking for trouble.”
Zheng Yao blinked, finding it hard to imagine that would be the outcome.
But she had to admit that what Zhao Fusheng said seemed correct.
Pan Shiyi was a businessman, and businessmen are driven by profit.
In other words, as long as Zhao Fusheng remained powerful, the benefits of opposing him would be very low for Pan Shiyi.
Under such circumstances, unless he was crazy, he wouldn't cause trouble for Zhao Fusheng. In fact, if he ran into Zhao Fusheng, he might even choose to avoid him.
That was the nature of a businessman: to seek advantage and avoid harm.
“So, should we cause trouble for him?” Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng after a moment of thought.
“Cause trouble?” Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head. “You need to understand: when a new king wants to ascend, what is his biggest enemy?”
“Huh?” Zheng Yao was taken aback by the question.
She really didn't understand what Zhao Fusheng meant.
Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained, “For new emperors, the old emperor is the biggest obstacle in their way. Otherwise, why are there so many crown prince rebellions in history? In the end, it's because they feel that if they don't get rid of their predecessor, they'll never have a chance to become emperor!”
Hearing this, Zheng Yao felt a chill run down her spine.
What kind of crazy ideas did this guy Zhao Fusheng have in his head?
But then she raised an eyebrow.
Because Zhao Fusheng's words had already given her the answer.
Although Vantone Real Estate was playing dumb and didn't dare to provoke Future Real Estate, that didn't mean Future Real Estate would let them off.
As Zhao Fusheng said, for a new emperor to ascend, he must step over the corpse of the old emperor.
In other words, for Future Real Estate to establish itself in the real estate industry, it had to advance over the corpses of established real estate companies.
And clearly, Zhao Fusheng's target was Vantone Real Estate.
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