Chapter 2338: Worry

The stock price of Huayuan Real Estate fell!

Zhao Fusheng didn't even make another move, but after nearly half a month of sharp rises, suddenly, both retail and institutional investors completely lost confidence in this stock.

It hit the daily limit down at the opening bell.

Even Huayuan Real Estate's market support efforts were useless.

For every buy order, there was a sell order.

"You're ruthless!"

Only then did Dong Chenxi admit defeat, giving Zhao Fusheng a thumbs-up in admiration.

She really hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng's method to be so effective.

In less than a month, Huayuan Real Estate's stock price had completely collapsed.

"If they want to stabilize it, they'll need at least another billion."

Dong Chenxi said with a smile.

"Wait until the stock price stabilizes, then we'll buy in again."

Zhao Fusheng said casually.

"Buy in again?"

Dong Chenxi was a bit surprised.

"Yeah."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "You don't think this is over, do you?"

"But hasn't Future Investment already issued a statement?"

Dong Chenxi asked, puzzled.

"Issuing a statement is one thing; it doesn't mean we can't continue buying stocks. Buy low, and when the price rises, we'll sell."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Dong Chenxi slapped her forehead.

She was starting to feel a bit sorry for Ren Zhi.

Why did you have to provoke Zhao Fusheng for no reason?

This guy is basically a lunatic.

In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, this was just to vent his anger, even if it meant tormenting Huayuan Real Estate's shareholders.

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...

The rest was left to Dong Chenxi, and Zhao Fusheng simply flew abroad.

He was going to attend Marvel's board meeting.

Word was that Disney planned to push forward Marvel's reform plan.

In other words, it meant launching the Avengers film series.

Zhao Fusheng naturally supported this.

The Avengers meant money.

The Avengers film series had made Marvel a fortune.

As one of the shareholders, he naturally wanted the company to keep growing.

That way, his own wealth would increase as well.

Zhao Fusheng had no reason to refuse.

As for whether this would harm others' interests, what did that have to do with him?

He was there to make money, not to be a charity fool.

Besides.

As a Chinese person, making money from Americans gave him no psychological burden at all.

Upon arriving in the US, Zhao Fusheng was greeted by Kevin Feige.

Marvel's current head, perhaps because the company was doing well, looked much better.

"Dear sir, long time no see."

Kevin Feige showed great respect for Zhao Fusheng.

After all, the other party's wealth was growing more and more, almost a miracle.

And with such a wealthy shareholder backing them, Marvel's development was naturally smooth.

Plus, with Disney's involvement, Kevin Feige could even foresee that before long, Marvel would surely revive and defeat its old rival DC.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Kevin, let's talk on the way."

Soon, the two arrived at a coffee shop.

Of course, it was near Hollywood.

"Hello, what can I get for you two?"

A blonde, blue-eyed beauty appeared before them.

She wore a dark brown waiter's apron over jeans, her blonde hair simply tied back, exuding an intellectual charm that kept her sweetness from being cloying, with a well-proportioned figure and good skin.

To be honest, this sweet girl radiated youthful vitality, like sweet ice cream—you knew it was sweet without tasting it.

A typical American sweetheart.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Just coffee."

Kevin Feige, as if not noticing, nodded: "Same for me."

In Hollywood, there were too many people with dreams; even taxi drivers could tell you a few scriptwriting anecdotes. Waitresses aspiring to be stars were as common as carp crossing the river.

To put it bluntly, if Marvel sent out an interview invitation now, there would probably be a line of hundreds outside the door.

So he had no intention of paying attention to this waitress.

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"Mr. Zhao, I'd like to know if you plan to sell your Marvel shares."

Kevin Feige looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked slowly.

This question was crucial. After all, Zhao Fusheng was the second-largest shareholder after Disney. If he chose to sell his shares, it would have a significant impact on the company's stability.

"Why? What makes you think I'd sell my shares?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Kevin Feige with some curiosity.

"It's like this: some Wall Street firms have been approaching other shareholders, so I'm asking."

Kevin Feige didn't beat around the bush and explained directly to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng laughed.

It was normal for Wall Street to be optimistic about Marvel's future.

Those Wall Street tycoons were an exceptionally sharp group.

Shorting or betting on a company in advance might be hard for ordinary people, but for them, it was just a trivial matter.

"Don't worry."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Kevin Feige, "I won't sell my Marvel shares, at least not in the short term."

That was his honest opinion.

For Zhao Fusheng, Marvel's value would peak around the release of Avengers: Endgame.

At that time, he might choose to sell his Marvel shares.

But for now, Zhao Fusheng wasn't about to give up this investment.

What was the point of doing business if you couldn't exit when profits were highest?

"That's good, that's good."

Kevin Feige nodded with satisfaction.

He truly loved Marvel and wanted the company to regain its former glory.

So he cared a lot about the cooperation between Zhao Fusheng and Disney.

After all, as long as these two major shareholders didn't plan to sell, even if all the small shareholders united, it would be meaningless.

Disney was easy; it was a legitimate large-scale film and animation group.

In other words, if Disney wanted to expand its strategic footprint in Hollywood, it had to keep Marvel under control.

But Zhao Fusheng was different.

He was just a businessman.

In short, Marvel was an investment for Zhao Fusheng, a fact Kevin Feige had confirmed long ago.

And he had also heard that Zhao Fusheng had sold his film company in China without any hesitation, showing no sentimentality.

Under these circumstances, making him fully believe that Zhao Fusheng had any emotional attachment to Marvel was nearly impossible.

So, upon hearing that Zhao Fusheng was coming to the US, he made a point to welcome him.

His goal was to get a definite answer from Zhao Fusheng.