Chapter 1052: Buying Horse Bones with a Thousand Gold

"I'm planning to invite you to become shareholders of Future Film and Television." Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong, speaking word by word.

Some people value the morning's porridge, while others value tomorrow's prospects.

To be precise, Zhao Fusheng could have had more choices. After all, once he made such an offer, there would certainly be many artists eager to pursue profit who would voluntarily join Future Film and Television.

Human hearts are greedy; there's nothing wrong with that.

But Zhao Fusheng felt that Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen were his friends, and he had a duty to help them rise.

Yes, to help them rise.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng thought that after his identity was disclosed within a small circle, it would be spread around.

At the very least, these people in the Beijing circle should have a vague idea.

But unexpectedly, not only Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong, but even Ye Jing kept silent about it.

Clearly, these people's principles were a bit better than Zhao Fusheng had imagined.

In fact, in this world, whether a person has principles and bottom lines has nothing to do with gender. Often, a teenager's actions may be more respectable than those of an adult in their forties. Or a teenager's behavior might be more heinous than that of a vicious criminal.

"Why us?" Jiang Wen frowned, exchanged a glance with Yu Feihong, and then asked, "What do you need us to do?"

Hearing Jiang Wen's two consecutive questions, Zhao Fusheng chuckled.

He certainly understood what the guy meant. Obviously, the two of them had reached a consensus: they would definitely help, but they dared not agree to be shareholders. On one hand, Future Film and Television's assets were now at least over a hundred million; becoming a shareholder would require real money. On the other hand, if Zhao Fusheng asked them for help, they were willing to help him as friends, but if economic interests were involved, it would become a transaction.

"Go on, then."

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng wasn't speaking and was still being mysterious, Yu Feihong glared at him and said, "If you don't say it, I won't bother anymore."

"Alright, alright, I'll talk, I'll talk." Seeing that his sister was getting anxious, Zhao Fusheng quickly waved his hand and began to explain.

"It's actually very simple. The actors and celebrities I'm most familiar with, besides Fan Baobao, are the two of you. And your status is enough to set up studios. Later, you can set up a studio, and then use the studio as capital to invest in Future Film and Television. Simply put, your personal brand will become a brand, and you'll use that to invest."

Zhao Fusheng patiently explained, and finally said, "I'm essentially gambling that you two will remain popular forever. Because as long as you stay popular, as shareholders of the company, you and Future Film and Television will be completely tied together."

Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong were stunned.

No matter how hard they racked their brains, they never imagined that Zhao Fusheng would solve the problem in such a way.

"But if we become shareholders, won't that affect your control over the company?" Yu Feihong frowned and continued, "Don't end up losing control of the company; that would be trouble."

Her concern was quite reasonable. After all, as the company's boss, if he lost absolute control over the company's shares, it would mean he could be ousted at any time.

Jiang Wen didn't speak, because instinct told him that Zhao Fusheng must have other arrangements.

"Sis, where are your thoughts going?" Zhao Fusheng laughed. "You don't think I'd give up control of the company, do you? I'm not stupid; why would I do something like that?"

"Then how can you say you're giving us shares?" Yu Feihong was very puzzled.

Clearly, in her understanding, since Zhao Fusheng wanted to use shares to attract artists, the contradiction she guessed would inevitably arise, and there was no way to avoid it.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. "I can give you shares because you are my friends and the first to try this. But for others, there won't be such treatment."

This was the truth. For Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong were the horse bones he used to buy a thousand gold, displayed on the table. Plus, their personal friendship with him was there, so they received preferential treatment.

As for others, ha, Zhao Fusheng would be crazy to give them shares in Future Film and Television.

This was an era where people's hearts were gradually changing. When everyone only valued profit and abandoned principles, heroes became increasingly rare.

Things that were originally non-negotiable and unchangeable became bargaining chips in the eyes of businessmen.

So-called children distinguish right from wrong, while adults only weigh pros and cons.

What is right and wrong? What are pros and cons?

In essence, it's profit above all.

And in the eyes of those chasing profit, profit is like the relationship between countries; it's not permanent. In different times and places, under different circumstances, profit varies.

For example, a person about to drown in a river has as his profit the branch he can grab. At the critical moment of life and death, survival is more important than anything else, even if it means exchanging all the cash on him, even his savings.

On a deserted island, photos and videos of family, edible food, a lighter for warmth—these things can make a person give up all external possessions.

External possessions refer to everything except the person themselves.

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng would never trust those artists. Even if they signed contracts to join Future Film and Television, in Zhao Fusheng's view, contracts in the Chinese entertainment industry were always meant to be torn up.

If people really abided by contracts, he wouldn't have seen so many messy scandals in his later life.

"Every artist who joins the company can set up their own studio. Future Film and Television will provide the funds, taking 30% of the studio's shares, and the rest belongs to the artist." Zhao Fusheng said calmly. "Of course, if the artist's studio performs well, it can become a company, still with the same share ratio."

Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen looked at each other, both seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

To be honest, they really hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng to offer such a high price.

According to what Zhao Fusheng said, it meant that every artist who joined Future Film and Television had the opportunity to become a boss.

In the entertainment industry, who doesn't aspire to be their own boss? Who wants to work for others?

Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wen felt for the first time that he had seriously underestimated him. This guy was definitely not as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

Those who secretly blacklisted Future Film and Television probably never imagined that Zhao Fusheng would counterattack them with such a drastic measure.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled lightly and took a sip of the water in front of him.

In the entertainment industry, having money doesn't guarantee success; being brainless certainly won't get you far, unless everyone is like Da Tiantian.

"You know, I've invested in a few projects before." Zhao Fusheng smiled at Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong. "Future Film and Television isn't my main business, so for me, I can give up more profits to the artists."

"How much money have you made?" Yu Feihong asked instinctively.

"Nothing much. The internet company I invested in before is about to go public. The shares I hold are worth about... one hundred million, US dollars." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Yu Feihong's mouth instantly dropped open, and she was speechless for a long time. She knew Zhao Fusheng had invested in Shengda Technology, but she never imagined the investment would be so valuable.

Jiang Wen was also shocked, looking speechless.

"Actually, sometimes I ask myself if I still need to care about what happened before." Zhao Fusheng's eyes were bright, and his expression was half-smiling, as if recalling something. Then he said, "Some say the happiest thing in the world is to do what you want. They say live to the fullest, die without regrets. For me, making money is a tool to achieve my life goals. Since someone made me unhappy in the process, naturally I'll make them unhappy too."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Fusheng spread his hands. "I have money, so I can play according to my own wishes."

His words made Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen both smile bitterly, but they had to admit that he could indeed do that.

The phrase 'rich and willful' is sometimes really helpless.

"So, are you willing to help me?"

Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen, asking with anticipation.

For him, these two were the people he trusted most in the entertainment industry. If they didn't help him, Zhao Fusheng would have to find artists who were eager to climb higher.

Jiang Wen shrugged and laughed. "I'm a signed artist of your company. Of course, I'll listen to the boss."

Then he said to Zhao Fusheng, "But let me say first, I make movies very slowly. I'm afraid you won't make much money from me."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily and waved his hand. "That's not for you to decide. How long you take to make a movie is your business; whether I can make money is my business."

Then he looked at Yu Feihong. "Sis, what do you say?"

Yu Feihong hesitated. Her contract was about to expire, but she had worked with her agency for many years and had a good relationship. Yu Feihong was nostalgic, so she naturally hesitated.

"You, don't always be so nostalgic." Jiang Wen saw her hesitation and tried to persuade her. "No matter what, they are your boss. If you come to Fusheng, at least you'll be his partner. Besides, your brother is the company's boss; if you don't help him, who will?"

The last sentence, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, successfully moved Yu Feihong.

It must be said that Jiang Wen understood Yu Feihong's thoughts all too accurately.