Chapter 1318 Outbreak (Part 1)

Jiang Wen genuinely wanted Future Film and Television to participate in the movie *The Sun Also Rises*.

Old Jiang was someone who knew gratitude and always believed in repaying kindness and avenging wrongs. Back then, Sister Xiaoqing and he had bonded over the filming of *Hibiscus Town*. In the original timeline, when Jiang Wen faced funding difficulties while filming *In the Heat of the Sun*, Sister Xiaoqing, though already separated from him, generously helped him out.

Later, when Sister Xiaoqing was imprisoned for tax evasion and even her then-husband chose divorce, Jiang Wen worked outside to find ways and lawyers to help her, eventually securing her release.

The same was true for Yang Shoucheng. *The Sun Also Rises* caused Yang Shoucheng's Emperor Film to lose over ten million, yet when *Let the Bullets Fly* came around, Jiang Wen proactively invited Yang Shoucheng to invest, netting him hundreds of millions.

Even Yang Shoucheng had to admit that Old Jiang, though a pitfall, would definitely repay those who had helped him if given the chance.

But the problem was that now Zhao Fusheng really didn't want to invest in Old Jiang's self-written movies.

Simply put, before *Let the Bullets Fly*, Old Jiang was a pitfall, a big one.

"Fusheng, how about I discuss with Huayi Brothers? We'll invest a little less and let them take the majority," Jiang Wen said, looking at Zhao Fusheng hesitantly.

"Oh..." Zhao Fusheng wasn't surprised, knowing what kind of person Jiang Wen was.

He was actually quite satisfied with Jiang Wen's honesty, but the problem was that he couldn't tell Jiang Wen that despite his commercial compromise this time, the script wasn't suitable for today's market.

It was a matter of confidence.

In fact, whether in ancient or modern times, in China or abroad, everyone is the same—they like to hear the truth from others but fear it.

Especially emperors, who always wanted their ministers to speak the truth, but once the truth touched their sore spots, they couldn't bear it.

Humans are the greatest contradiction in the world.

They want to hear the truth, yet prefer flattery.

In fact, unless it's an emergency, most people usually choose to hear nice words. That's why, most of the time, there are always so many sycophants around us.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen: "Old Jiang, since you've agreed to the Wang brothers to focus on making a movie for them, Future Film and Television won't participate. But one thing: if something like this happens again, it won't do. As one of the company's shareholders, making a film for another company without consulting Ye Jing and me beforehand is wrong."

The highest level of lying through one's teeth is when the listener senses something off but can't refute it, and even, to avoid appearing slow-witted, subconsciously seeks a reasonable explanation.

Jiang Wen felt that his actions had caused Zhao Fusheng some trouble, but because of their friendship, Zhao could only endure it, so he naturally felt a bit guilty.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Jiang Wen quickly nodded: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

They chatted a bit more. Zhao Fusheng told Jiang Wen that Future Film and Television would not only not invest in *The Sun Also Rises* but also wouldn't interfere with the casting. In Zhao Fusheng's own words, he was about to get married and had no time for such things.

Jiang Wen thought that made sense and didn't insist further.

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After having dinner with Old Jiang, Zhao Fusheng returned home at past eight in the evening.

Even in June, the summer air was already cool. Walking in the neighborhood, Zhao Fusheng had Hu Donghai and the others following not far behind.

They were bodyguards, so they naturally wouldn't get too close, just ensuring the surroundings were safe.

As he walked, Zhao Fusheng's phone rang. Glancing at the number, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mark, my friend, what's up?" Zhao Fusheng said in English with a smile.

The person on the other end, also speaking fluent English, quickly said: "Dear Zhao, at this hour, you shouldn't be resting yet, right?"

"As the leader of a company, I just finished a business meeting and am now preparing to go home and enjoy my private time, so if there's something, you'd better tell me quickly, or my beautiful fiancée will put you on my blacklist." Zhao Fusheng joked with Mark Zuckerberg.

That's how Americans are—they keep work and life very separate. If Zhao Fusheng said this to a Chinese person, they'd find it odd, but to an American, they'd think he was joking.

That's so-called American humor.

Mark Zuckerberg didn't beat around the bush either, and said directly: "It's like this. I recently met a young man from China who gave me some materials about an incident in our neighbor Korea. I wanted to ask your opinion..."

With that, he recounted the incident in Gwangju, South Korea, to Zhao Fusheng, and finally said, "I think I should discuss this with you."

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "What, is there a problem?"

Zuckerberg quickly said: "It's not a problem, but Sean thinks this is an opportunity to expand Facebook's influence in Asia, maybe we can use it to break into the Korean market. What do you think?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled. He knew it would be like this.

How capable was Sean Parker?

In the original history, it was this guy who, after appearing before Mark Zuckerberg, rapidly promoted Facebook to major universities across the United States, and then began sweeping the globe.

If not for that accidental marijuana incident, Zhao Fusheng even thought Facebook's development speed might have been faster than it later became.

"The Korean market... are you planning to enter Asia?" Zhao Fusheng asked Mark Zuckerberg after a moment of silence.

This question was crucial, relating to Facebook's future development strategy.

"Yes," Mark Zuckerberg answered honestly. "Sean and I both feel it's time to expand our influence."

Clearly, these two were ambitious people.

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "Since you both have this idea, go ahead and do it your way. Regardless, I support you."

The era of Facebook was about to arrive, and Zhao Fusheng increasingly looked forward to that day.

From start to finish, Mark Zuckerberg never brought up the Gwangju incident with Zhao Fusheng again.

In fact, both knew that Zhao Fusheng had sent Zhang Tao to the United States with his business card and materials precisely to get Mark Zuckerberg involved.

And his purpose was naturally to expand Facebook's global influence.

As for Mark Zuckerberg, since Zhao Fusheng had handed him the knife, he certainly wouldn't be soft.

In his view, whether anyone in Korea would be saved or affected by this had nothing to do with him. He only knew that by exposing this incident, he could quickly make Facebook a social networking site that attracted attention across Korea and even Asia.

As for Sean Parker, that guy was a born CEO. In terms of administrative talent, even Zuckerberg himself was no match for Sean Parker.

This was something Zuckerberg later admitted.

They knew clearly that regardless of whether this so-called Gwangju incident was deliberately sent to the United States by Zhao Fusheng through that Chinese man, as long as it benefited Facebook's development, it was fine.

As for the feelings of Koreans, ha.

Who cares?

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng revealed a smile.

At this point, it was basically certain that news would soon come out.

He was looking forward to seeing what kind of reaction the Korean people would have then.

Although he couldn't directly help those poor children get revenge, with such a big scandal exposed by their American daddy, what the highly self-esteem Koreans would do was something even Zhao Fusheng himself couldn't guess.