Chapter 2297: Considerations of Transformation

Zheng Yao felt that Zhao Fusheng was going further and further down the path of letting himself go.

This guy first started consolidating the company, and then planned to sell off the shares of Future Film and Television—clearly he had other intentions.

But that was perfectly normal.

At thirty, with tens of billions of dollars in assets, he had achieved financial freedom.

Under such circumstances, if it were her, she would probably choose to take a break too.

"So, are you interested in continuing to run Future Advertising?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Zheng Yao casually.

"What do you mean?"

Zheng Yao was slightly surprised and looked at Zhao Fusheng with confusion.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Nothing much. I just thought you might consider continuing to shine."

"Forget it."

Zheng Yao shook her head and said to Zhao Fusheng, "If you're stepping down, I plan to take a break too. I'm not short of money anyway."

Over the years, Zhao Fusheng had paid her a generous salary, and with some company shares, Zheng Yao was undoubtedly a wealthy woman with no worries.

"Let's see."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled but said nothing more.

He was now considering gradually splitting and restructuring the companies under his umbrella.

It wasn't that he planned to let go completely, but Zhao Fusheng felt there was no need to keep the resources of the Future Group in their current state.

Of course, this required further consideration; it wasn't an easy decision to make.

He was always someone who planned before acting.

Especially at this moment, Zhao Fusheng would not easily make any wrong decisions.

Seeking development through stability—that was the main thread of his career.

"By the way, there are rumors outside that you might make a move against Alibaba. Is that true?"

Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Make a move against Alibaba?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed: "Why would I move against Alibaba?"

"Isn't it because Ma Xiaoyun was scheming behind the scenes, so you plan to join forces with SoftBank..."

Zheng Yao casually said a few words, but before she could finish, she couldn't help stopping herself.

The reason, of course, was that she suddenly realized Zhao Fusheng had no need to do such a thing.

Without any benefit, why would Zhao Fusheng offend Ma Xiaoyun and the forces behind him?

Zhao Fusheng was a businessman, and what businessmen care about most is profit.

As long as Alibaba could bring him profit, it didn't matter how many shares Ma Xiaoyun held, as long as the company's value kept increasing.

Zhao Fusheng stood up, and the bright, gentle sunlight streamed through the window onto his face.

"You know, I really don't care what Ma Xiaoyun wants to do."

Zhao Fusheng stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly to Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao frowned slightly but had to admit that Zhao Fusheng was absolutely right.

Zhao Fusheng had so many businesses; Alibaba was just one company under Future Investment. Even if he lost his shares in Alibaba, it wouldn't affect his business empire.

That was his confidence.

"So, you mean..."

Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly: "You just want to bring cash back into your hands?"

"Sort of."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Barring any surprises, in the next few years, internet-related industries and real estate will be the focus of economic growth. As for other industries, they might develop, but honestly, I don't see them as significant."

At his level, businesses with too little profit really didn't interest him.

He used to think that Wang the richest man's remark about setting a small target was pretentious.

But now, he increasingly felt that the man might not have been showing off.

Because as a successful businessman and a boss with hundreds of billions in assets, it was truly meaningless to waste effort on businesses with profits of only hundreds of thousands or millions.

Just like Zhao Fusheng now—if a project had too little profit, it wasn't worth his investment.

"Do as you please."

Zheng Yao was already resigned.

But regardless, Zhao Fusheng was the boss. Since he had decided, let him be.

……

……

Time passed quickly. Zheng Yao didn't choose to rest but instead worked with the strategic planning department to study how to restructure the resources of the various subsidiaries under the Future Group.

As for Zhao Fusheng,

he started traveling.

With his secretary and other staff, he began touring various parts of the country.

One day, he arrived in Sanya.

"Chairman, General Manager Liang of Hanxing Investment and General Manager Wu have arrived."

Chen Qiuyan knocked and entered, asking respectfully.

"Let them in."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Soon, Liang Jingyu and Wu Sijie walked in.

"Chairman."

"Chairman."

The two greeted Zhao Fusheng respectfully, their expressions full of deference.

"Have a seat."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and pointed to the sofa in front of him, inviting them to sit.

"So, how was it? Was it tiring flying all this way?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually.

"Not at all, not at all."

Wu Sijie chuckled: "Chairman, I was just planning to come back and spend a few days with you anyway."

Having been Zhao Fusheng's secretary, he spoke more casually.

"Cut it out."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "I know what you're thinking. Forget it. Are you here to keep me company? You're here to see your girlfriend."

"..."

Wu Sijie blinked, looking innocent.

He certainly wasn't going to admit it. Zhao Fusheng could say whatever he wanted.

Only a fool would admit to taking advantage of business for personal gain in front of the boss.

"Alright, I won't bother teasing you."

Zhao Fusheng laughed and asked Liang Jingyu, "How's the situation in Korea now?"

The main reason he had urgently called these two over was that he knew the situation there was too complex. Without hearing their reports in person, he couldn't make a decision.

"It's very difficult."

Liang Jingyu said helplessly: "It's not just our problem; the entire economic environment in Korea is very bad."

As a country controlled by chaebols, Zhao Fusheng naturally knew about Korea's economic situation.

Without exaggeration, if Korea didn't have these chaebols, the economy might be even worse.

This wasn't a joke; it was a fact.

"What does Samsung think?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Liang Jingyu.

Lee Kun-hee's attitude, in a sense, determined the direction of Korea's economic development.

After all, as Korea's largest company, Samsung's influence in some areas even exceeded what politicians could imagine.

"It's hard to tell."

Liang Jingyu explained in a low voice: "I always feel like he's avoiding something."

Avoiding?

Hearing these words, Zhao Fusheng's expression turned strange.

In his impression, the only ones who could make Lee Kun-hee, known as the economic emperor of Korea, avoid something were the Wall Street tycoons from the US.

Otherwise, even the current president Lee Myung-bak was just a servant in Lee Kun-hee's eyes.

That's right.

Lee Myung-bak had once worked for Hyundai Group; to these chaebols, he was just a senior employee.

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng frowned: "How about this: we stop expanding and put the funds into the Korean film and television production sector."

"Huh?"

Liang Jingyu and Wu Sijie exchanged glances, clearly not expecting Zhao Fusheng to make such a decision.

"I'm just making a suggestion. You two decide on the specifics."

Zhao Fusheng looked at them and smiled.

He meant it.

Although he was the boss, he wasn't the one personally managing Hanxing Investment. Liang Jingyu and Wu Sijie were the ones actually running it; no one knew the company's situation and external conditions better than they did.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng was far away and could offer broad direction, but how to implement it depended on the actual situation in Korea.

Zhao Fusheng wasn't crazy; he didn't think he had the ability to remotely control his subordinates like Brother Kaishen.

Moreover, Comrade Kaishen had proven how much damage a leader who liked to meddle could do to a business.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to become a laughingstock in others' eyes.

……

……

Neither Liang Jingyu nor Wu Sijie stayed long. After reporting their work, they left.

Wu Sijie actually took leave to go to the capital, where he would spend a week with Dong Chenxi.

Liang Jingyu hurried back to Seoul.

There was no help for it; as the head of Hanxing Investment, he had to execute the plan.

As for Wu Sijie?

That guy understood his role very well.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng had planned to transfer Liang Jingyu back to China, but now it seemed he couldn't move him yet.

After all, among his subordinates, the one truly capable of managing Hanxing Investment was still him.

Make the best use of everything and everyone.

In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, these eight words were something a businessman and corporate leader must always keep in mind.

After seeing them off, Zhao Fusheng spent the next few days leisurely. He even sent Chen Qiuyan back to Beijing and simply stayed there, soaking up the sun and enjoying a nice tan.

He had to admit, he was growing more and more fond of this lazy lifestyle.

"Old Ma, what do you think? Should I go to Italy?"

Zhao Fusheng lay on a beach lounger and asked Old Ma beside him.

After warily checking that they were surrounded by their own people, Old Ma smiled at Zhao Fusheng: "Chairman, you can go wherever you want."

In his view, the boss had earned more money than he could spend in several lifetimes; there was no need to work so hard.

Maybe rich people's thoughts were different from ordinary folks'. Perhaps their goal in making money wasn't to enjoy life but to fulfill their ideals.

"Haha, you're right. I can go wherever I want."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily and nodded.

Indeed, Old Ma was right.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng called Chen Qiuyan and asked her to arrange a plane to pick him up.

The next day, he boarded a flight to Italy.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao was quite surprised.

She had thought he would be busy with company matters in China for a while, but unexpectedly, he had flown to Italy so soon.

"I had nothing to do, so I came to see you all."

Zhao Fusheng said with a light smile.

"Is everything settled at the company?"

Fan Baobao shot Zhao Fusheng a glance, not believing her husband's words at all.

Having known him for so many years, she knew him too well. This guy was just too idle.

"There's nothing much."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Future Film and Television is basically taken care of. The rest is just resource integration, which I've left to Zheng Yao."

He felt there was no need to hide these things from Fan Baobao.

"Resource integration? Are you really planning to retire?"

Fan Baobao was slightly surprised, because if she remembered correctly, Zhao Fusheng had once said he wouldn't consider retirement until he was around forty.

"Not retirement."

Zhao Fusheng laughed and waved his hand: "Come on, let's go home first."

Fan Baobao nodded, and they left the airport together, heading straight to the villa.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng, their son and daughter rushed over, happily hugging his legs.

For them, seeing their father was a joy.

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily, picked up his daughter with one hand, and held his son's hand with the other as he walked into the villa.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Zhao Fusheng greeted his parents.

Li Yuan was still recuperating and hadn't come downstairs.

"You came pretty quickly, kid."

Zhao's mother glared at Zhao Fusheng: "Why are you back again? Nothing going on back home?"

In her mind, her son, such a big boss, should be very busy.

"Nothing much, just came to see you all."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile: "Mom, are you not welcoming me?"

"Get lost!"

Glaring at her son, Zhao's mother quickly pulled her grandchildren over and took them to eat fruit.

Zhao's father wasn't so easily fooled. He came over and asked Zhao Fusheng, "Did something happen?"

Having been in business himself, he knew that someone at Zhao Fusheng's level wouldn't come to visit the family for no reason. Something must have happened.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and recounted what had happened in the capital to his father, finally saying, "Now I plan to restructure and transform the company."

"Transform?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Zhao's father frowned but didn't speak immediately.

He knew well that transformation was not easy.

Especially for a large conglomerate like the Future Group, which spanned multiple industries. A real transformation would involve many people.

Zhao's father understood this clearly, which was why he worried for Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes, although transformation is difficult, it's a good thing for the company."