Chapter 0384: The Foundation

Yu Feihong actually didn't know, or rather, almost no one knew, that Zhao Fusheng generally had no favorable impression of celebrities in the entertainment industry.

There was no helping it—this circle was too dirty, to the point that good people who managed to keep themselves clean were almost as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

The few good people that existed couldn't change the impression this circle left on others. Only those brainless fans would think of their beloved stars as flawless.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, some people always said that the domestic entertainment industry was strictly regulated. In fact, in a sense, the authorities had already been very lenient. Otherwise, given the scandalous and despicable things those stars did, if just one of them were exposed, it could be said to be a mind-blowing existence. By normal moral standards, these people simply didn't deserve to show their faces on screen.

Of course, that's not to say there are no good people in this circle, but there are too few good ones and too many bad ones, and they always claim to be good, which makes it hard to like them.

Seeing Yu Feihong's bewildered expression, Zhao Fusheng smiled and then said, "Sis, you don't think I can't earn that million or so, do you?"

Yu Feihong shook her head: "That's not what I meant."

She naturally didn't doubt Zhao Fusheng's ability; after all, he was only a junior in college but had already accomplished what many people might not achieve even by age thirty.

Yu Feihong just felt that Zhao Fusheng shouldn't have to bear such heavy pressure.

After all, over a million a year was no small sum.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, pointing to the paper in his hand: "This is a plan I wrote. Take a look, is there anything that needs to be added?"

Yu Feihong was taken aback. She took it and glanced at it, then froze.

On it, Zhao Fusheng had detailed the specific operational procedures. In other words, in that short amount of time, he had fully planned out how to take care of those elderly people.

Simply put, this matter was a plan with Yu Feihong as the lead and Zhao Fusheng as the support. Yu Feihong needed to recruit a team dedicated to this task, from distributing consolation payments to checking the elderly's health. After a series of activities, Yu Feihong suddenly felt that the funds of over 1.3 million seemed insufficient.

"Fusheng, according to your plan, it seems like it would require an investment of two to three million a year, right?" Yu Feihong thought for a moment and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Exactly, and as the elderly age and prices rise, the investment might increase even more."

This was something he had seriously considered last night. Since they were going to do it, they should do it as well as possible. Although he wasn't a super-rich man, Zhao Fusheng felt he was quite capable when it came to making money. Others might worry about where the annual two to three million in expenses would come from, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, that wasn't really the issue. How to turn this into a systematic and effective plan was what he was considering.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's answer, Yu Feihong frowned slightly. She had originally thought that charity was easy, but now with Zhao Fusheng's plan laid out before her, she suddenly realized that this might be harder than acting in a film.

"Sister Fei, about this matter, see if there's anyone willing to work with you. If there is, we might as well set up a foundation."

Zhao Fusheng tilted his head and thought for a moment, then made a move that surprised Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong was stunned: "A foundation?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes, a foundation."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "But there is one requirement: members of this foundation are not allowed to disclose this matter. We do charity only for peace of mind, not for fame and reputation."

Yu Feihong frowned. "Is this... appropriate?"

She was indeed a bit puzzled. Zhao Fusheng's approach seemed too secretive.

Zhao Fusheng said, "Appropriate or not, they can judge for themselves."

With a wink, he smiled slightly. "Our foundation must first obtain approval from the authorities, because we aim to help those elderly people nationwide. Do you have any connections for this?"

Yu Feihong said, "I can help inquire. Should we go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded. The civil affairs department is responsible for the registration of social organizations. Activities within a certain scope require registration with the civil affairs department at the same level. For example, if activities are conducted within a county, registration is done at the county civil affairs bureau. If activities are nationwide, registration is done at the National Ministry of Civil Affairs in Beijing.

The foundation they intended to set up clearly fell into the latter category.

Watching Yu Feihong go to make calls and pull strings, Zhao Fusheng sat on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

The decision he made yesterday seemed rash, but after a night of consideration, he already had a complete plan in mind.

For Zhao Fusheng, since he intended to do this, he had to do it well. Originally, he thought he could help these pitiful elderly people spend their remaining years in peace through his and Yu Feihong's efforts. But on second thought, this might be an opportunity.

If he could gather a group of people—people who genuinely did charity and were willing to contribute silently—it might benefit many things in the future.

In short, it was to form a foundation similar to a fraternity.

Organizations like fraternities would certainly not be allowed in China, but private charitable foundations could be established. For instance, the well-known One Foundation is such an organization.

In Zhao Fusheng's plan, he hoped that the foundation he and Yu Feihong set up would have a pure internal structure. Whether from politics, the entertainment industry, or the business world, as long as they had compassion and could pass the review, they could join the foundation.

Of course, the prerequisite was that they had no illegal or disciplinary actions and promised not to engage in such behavior in the future.

The power of one good person might be limited, but if a group of good people came together, the energy they unleashed would be enormous. Especially when these good people helped each other.

As for whether it would evolve into some kind of club-like behemoth, Zhao Fusheng didn't know and hadn't thought that far. In his view, if the foundation's existence could become a tool to constrain certain people's behavior, that would not be a bad thing.

Soon, Yu Feihong finished her call and came over. "I have an acquaintance at the Ministry of Civil Affairs, but there's someone who wants to meet you."

Zhao Fusheng was startled. "Who?"

"His surname is Ye." Yu Feihong hesitated for a moment before telling Zhao Fusheng.

Surname Ye?

Two figures emerged in Zhao Fusheng's mind, but he didn't know which big shot from the Beijing circle wanted to see him.