Chapter 1660 Learning

Zhao Fusheng was not joking with Jiang Wen, of course.

Human memory is a strange thing. Many things are clearly remembered, but if you try to recall them out of the blue, your mind goes blank. It's not until something or someone touches you that the memories come flooding back like a tide.

For example, Jiang Wen, for example, Hollywood.

Just on the way here, Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered that it seemed Old Jiang had never set foot in Hollywood.

Whether it was because he wasn't famous enough or because he wasn't interested in the commercial atmosphere there, in any case, Jiang Wen had no connection with Hollywood at all.

So Zhao Fusheng thought, maybe next time he went to the US, he should bring him along.

Let the guy experience the Hollywood vibe.

Of course, it wasn't necessarily about making a film; rather, he hoped Jiang Wen could learn from Hollywood.

This was the truth. Although reluctant to admit it, one had to say that Hollywood's commercial filmmaking methods were undoubtedly very modern. They had formed a complete film industrialization system. Compared to Europe's critically acclaimed but unpopular artistic style, Hollywood films focused more on commercialization.

For Future Film and Television, this was undoubtedly worth learning from.

And now that Jiang Wen was in charge of Future Film and Television, this was something he needed to understand.

"Are you really sending me to America?" Jiang Wen asked Zhao Fusheng in surprise. Fortunately, they were sitting in the car; otherwise, he might have dragged Zhao Fusheng somewhere to have a good talk.

Why, out of the blue, was he taking him to Hollywood?

"Mm, I mainly want you to learn something," Zhao Fusheng said seriously.

Jiang Wen was taken aback, looking at Zhao Fusheng with some surprise.

Clearly, he didn't understand what Zhao Fusheng meant. In his original perception, Zhao Fusheng was joking. Even if it were true, it was purely to let him see America.

"What do I need to learn?" Jiang Wen asked Zhao Fusheng, puzzled.

That was his personality, and given their relationship, if he had any doubts, he would ask directly.

"Learn from their advanced aspects."

Zhao Fusheng frowned and said to Jiang Wen.

Then he explained his thoughts and finally said, "In the future, our main direction is commercial films, and Hollywood is our best model."

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that this was his true feeling.

Although China's film market was in a development stage in recent years, and even in Zhao Fusheng's memory, it would become more prosperous in a few years, he still had to say that Hollywood's development was indeed better than China's.

Whether in terms of filming techniques or the maturity of film production, Hollywood had formed a complete industrial system, while China was still in the process of exploration.

The gap between them couldn't be changed in a short time; it required a process.

Zhao Fusheng hoped he could accelerate this process.

He hoped that China would not only be the world's largest box office market but also the world's best film production base.

"Alright."

Jiang Wen nodded, indicating that he understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning.

He also knew that Zhao Fusheng's considerations were correct.

If a film production company focused only on art films and ignored commercial film investment, it would be on the verge of bankruptcy.

The reason was simple: the ultimate goal of the film production industry was to make a profit. You could invest in art films for ideals or personal preference, but in the end, if you didn't consider commercial film investment, the only outcome was bankruptcy.

Making films was similar to living life. If you narrowed your path, the final result would only be failure.

"Don't worry, we'll start with commercial films to build up the company's achievements, and then consider art films," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, seeing Jiang Wen a bit disappointed.

Jiang Wen was startled, then understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning.

"Since you're performing so well, come on, I'll treat you to a big meal," Zhao Fusheng said, reaching out and patting Jiang Wen on the shoulder.

Jiang Wen shook his head helplessly and couldn't be bothered with him anymore.

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Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was the end of May.

The negotiations between Samsung and Future Investment went fairly smoothly. Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao joined forces, haggling with Lee Kun-hee's son and daughter for a whole month, and finally finalized the cooperation agreement.

"From today on, Future Investment is a shareholder of the Samsung Group."

Dong Chenxi placed a document in front of Zhao Fusheng, looking very proud.

Zhao Fusheng smiled helplessly: "What, feeling a sense of accomplishment?"

Dong Chenxi nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, this is Samsung. To be honest, when I was in school, I never imagined that one day I would sign a document like this on behalf of the company."

Hearing her words, Zheng Yao beside her also nodded: "Yeah, you wouldn't believe the treatment we received in Korea. Tsk tsk, Samsung truly deserves to be Korea's largest chaebol."

Clearly, both of them had quite pleasant memories.

Zhao Fusheng looked at them speechlessly: "Isn't it just that when Lee Boo-jin took you shopping, they closed the store and cleared the place? Are you that happy about it?"

"You don't understand," Zheng Yao shook her head and said to Zhao Fusheng, "To be honest, what we enjoyed was that feeling of power."

"Exactly."

Dong Chenxi agreed profoundly: "Can you imagine? In Korea, those specialty stores don't care about your fame; they care about your status. For example, Jun Ji-hyun is a big star in Korea, but she couldn't get into that store. After Lee Boo-jin took us in, the store cleared out all the other customers and let us choose whatever we wanted. Not only that, but those items weren't even on the market in Korea yet; they wouldn't be available for at least a few months."

"Really?"

This time it was Zhao Fusheng's turn to be surprised. He looked at Dong Chenxi in amazement: "Can the lives of the rich be enjoyed like this?"

To be honest, although he was now quite wealthy, he had never experienced the kind of life Dong Chenxi described.

Seeing his expression, Dong Chenxi laughed, shrugged, and said to Zhao Fusheng, "If you don't believe me, ask her."

She was referring to Zheng Yao, of course.

Zheng Yao saw Zhao Fusheng's questioning gaze and nodded: "Yes, that's how it was. To be honest, it was really astonishing."

"Corruption!"

Zhao Fusheng was silent for a long time, then finally said bitterly.

Of course, he was just saying that, joking. Such things were very common in capitalist countries. When money became the standard for measuring a person's success, the emergence of privilege was only a matter of time.

Fortunately, China hadn't developed to that extent yet. If such a situation occurred, the authorities would definitely step in.

"By the way, I heard that Alibaba's IPO has been confirmed?"

Zheng Yao casually asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and looked at Dong Chenxi: "Keep an eye on this. Before the IPO at the end of the year, I don't want any issues."

"I understand," Dong Chenxi nodded, then hesitated and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "But are we really not going to increase our stake?"

"Not increase?"

Zheng Yao was a bit surprised and asked puzzledly: "You're not planning to increase your stake in Alibaba?"

After all, in her view, since they had reached a cooperation with Samsung and had so much cash on hand, wouldn't it be a waste of the opportunity if they didn't increase their stake?

Money, especially cash obtained from selling shares, if not used to make more money, what was the point of selling shares?

As a businessperson at this stage, Zheng Yao considered no less than Zhao Fusheng; in fact, she might be more practical than him.

"Why increase?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Do you think we have a chance?"

Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao looked at each other, and after a moment, shook their heads together.

Zhao Fusheng's words were indeed correct. Neither SoftBank nor Sequoia Capital would allow Future Investment to continue increasing its stake in Alibaba.

Once Future Investment took action, it would fall into endless struggle.