Chapter 1603: The Real Gathering

Zhao Fusheng could clearly feel that when he returned to the banquet hall, these people from the Korean film and television industry regarded him with even more awe.

That's right, awe!

Earlier, the group had been very enthusiastic toward him, but that was because they knew he was wealthy, and everyone was after his money.

To put it bluntly, many of them saw Zhao Fusheng as a rich sucker from China.

Hooking a sucker isn't something only women like to do; people in the film and television industry like it even more.

After all, whether it's celebrities, women, or screenwriters and directors, in essence, they all aim to please others—only by pleasing others can they gain benefits.

Artists please audiences, women please men, and screenwriters and directors hope to please investors.

When audiences are happy, they support an artist, buy their albums, and watch their movies.

When men are happy, they spend money on women and go through fire and water for them.

When investors are happy, screenwriters and directors can get funding for their works, turning scripts into movies or TV series.

Before the Song Yun'er incident erupted, Zhao Fusheng was seen as a sucker to be pleased—if they could fool him, they would surely get a very high return.

But now, no one dares to think that way.

What a joke!

Someone who can directly confront Lotte's director Shin Ji-hyo, personally escorted by Samsung's eldest princess and invited for tea—treating him as a sucker? Tired of living?

Unless they're crazy, few dare to challenge Samsung's authority!

Especially since Lee Boo-jin has already shown her stance, treating Zhao Fusheng as her guest. Unless Lee Boo-jin and Zhao Fusheng fall out, no one in the Korean film and television industry dares to provoke him.

That's the reality.

As they say, a person's fate is like a tree's shadow.

For Koreans, Lee Boo-jin is called the eldest princess because she is Samsung's eldest daughter.

Zhao Fusheng also noticed the change in attitude from those around him, especially Bong Joon-ho and Song Kang-ho. Earlier, they had been chatting and laughing, each proud of their talent, but now their eyes were full of awe.

However, he remained indifferent. To him, these people were merely targets to win over. He could treat them with respect, but he would never deliberately flatter them.

Given his status, the only people in the world he would go out of his way to please were his parents, wife, and daughter.

As for others, even a head of state, Zhao Fusheng didn't care.

In a country like South Korea, where money reigns supreme, his wealth was his talisman.

President Zhao, thank you so much for today.

At that moment, Sol Kyung-gu and Song Yun'er approached. The latter's cheeks were slightly flushed, but her eyes had cleared up. Clearly, the earlier incident had been a shock, and she still looked a bit out of sorts.

After all, Zhao Fusheng had saved them. It was only right for them to come and thank him.

As for other matters, there was no need to worry. Shin Ji-hyo probably didn't have the guts to cause more trouble, or else he would be slapping Lee Boo-jin's face.

Slapping Samsung's face—Shin Ji-hyo didn't have the capital or the qualifications.

It's nothing. It just happened to occur. Anyone would have chosen to help.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Sol Kyung-gu indifferently and said calmly.

Although he couldn't agree with the man's personal life, Zhao Fusheng knew it was his private affair, and he had no right to interfere or judge. Besides, who could clearly say what's right or wrong in matters of the heart?

Even Ahn Nae-sang, his own brother, hadn't said anything. As an outsider, he shouldn't speak carelessly.

In emotional matters, if it works, stay together; if not, part ways and wish each other well.

Slandering the other party after a breakup is undoubtedly the lowest behavior.

Thank you so much.

Song Yun'er spoke slowly, in English.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Miss Song, you're welcome. In such matters, women are always the victims; I understand. If you're not feeling well, you should go back and rest."

She had left a good impression on him, and he didn't want her to stay and feel too embarrassed.

Sol Kyung-gu shot Zhao Fusheng a grateful look and led Song Yun'er away.

The others exchanged glances. Those of insufficient status naturally took their leave, as the next matters were for the big shots.

Bong Joon-ho clearly intended to talk more with Zhao Fusheng, and Ahn Sung-ki as well.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and gladly accepted their invitation.

In the end, Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Wen, along with Ahn Sung-ki, Song Kang-ho, Choi Min-sik, and others, left the Shilla Hotel and found another restaurant.

Of course, this time, everyone qualified to join at least held the title of Best Actor or Best Actress.

But when they arrived at the place, Zhao Fusheng was a bit surprised.

678 BBQ?

Zhao Fusheng got out of the car, stood at the entrance, and asked curiously.

What, find it strange?

Ahn Sung-ki stood beside Zhao Fusheng and asked with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, called over his hastily arrived translator and assistant Park Sun-young, and pointed at the sign: "Who's that fat guy?"

As far as he remembered, it seemed to be a Korean host.

Kang Ho-dong, a fairly famous host in Korea.

Park Sun-young said respectfully to Zhao Fusheng.

She didn't explain anything else. As a secretary and assistant, she had to have that much tact.

Oh, oh.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. Most of his impressions of the Korean entertainment industry came from Korean films and TV shows, especially since during the later Korean Wave, there were many such productions.

As for hosts, the most famous was Yoo Jae-suk, and that was because of Running Man.

So Kang Ho-dong only looked familiar to Zhao Fusheng.

But the guy was built sturdy—at least he looked quite fierce.

President Zhao, you know this person too?

Ahn Sung-ki said to Zhao Fusheng at that moment.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "No, he just looks familiar."

He used to be a wrestler, then retired and became a host. He's gained some fame in the last couple of years," Ahn Sung-ki said calmly.

As the top figure in the Korean actor circle, with the most Best Actor awards, he naturally had the confidence to speak about Kang Ho-dong like that.

That's just how it is.

In the Korean entertainment industry, models have the lowest status, followed by comedians, then idols, then TV actors, and then film actors.

These circles are strictly hierarchical and don't easily accept newcomers.

For example, Yoon Eun-hye, who started as an idol singer, only gradually gained acceptance in the mainstream TV circle after starring in two hit dramas. As for idol singers who appear in films, they are basically the lowest on set, having to smile and bow to everyone.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng didn't care about that. To him, the so-called circles in Korea were just a joke.

Let's go, let's head inside.

Bong Joon-ho said to everyone with a smile.

The moment the group walked in, the customers and staff in the restaurant were stunned.

It was a Korean BBQ restaurant, decorated in Korean style, so the celebrities were easily visible to ordinary customers upon entering.

Ahn Sung-ki?

Song Kang-ho?

Oh my god, behind them are Kim Hye-soo and Choi Min-sik!

And there's director Bong Joon-ho and director Choi Dong-hoon!

These people were quite famous in Korea, especially the film actors, who were top-tier on the big screen. Appearing together in this BBQ restaurant caused an immediate sensation.

As for Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen, well, they were ignored as extras.

After all, almost no one in Korea knew them.

But the restaurant manager quickly walked over. After hearing something from Ahn Sung-ki and the others, Zhao Fusheng and his group were soon led to a large private room.

Everyone took their seats according to rank, while the assistants waited outside. Except for Zhao Fusheng, who kept Park Sun-young as his translator, everyone present was from the Korean film circle.

Zhao Fusheng looked around at the people and chuckled inwardly. It seemed this was the real gathering today.