Chapter 1714 Arrangements

Fan Beibei was quickly brought back by Wu Sijie, and with her came the anxious Song Qian.

The reason for her anxiety was simple: she had associated this with some unpleasant matters.

Even though she believed Zhao Fusheng was not that kind of person, she was still a bit scared.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to explain anything; anyway, after this incident, in the eyes of those at the Fool Company, he would be seen as Song Qian's sugar daddy.

It didn't matter; let the rumors continue to spread.

For Song Qian, this might even be a form of protection, at least allowing her to suffer less bullying in Korea.

When it comes to the term 'sugar daddy,' many people tend to think of something sinister, as if a sugar daddy linked to an artist inevitably involves some dirty transaction.

But in reality, in the entertainment industry, or rather in the film and television industry, any artist with a bit of fame and a certain status, whether a traffic star or an idol, has a sugar daddy behind them.

Of course, to be more precise, the so-called sugar daddy should be called a backer.

But the meaning of this backer is not like those coal bosses who foolishly throw in ten million today and thirty million tomorrow just to get a female or male artist a role in a certain production.

That kind of thing is done only for sex.

A true backer or sugar daddy has a much broader vision.

They invest in artists to build them up and then make more money from them.

Of course, there are also shameless types who use the guise of investment to play the casting couch game, but those are only D-list roles, extras among extras.

Zhao Fusheng had heard about this from Ye Jing and others.

After all, in this circle, some things are unavoidable, no matter how many orders Zhao Fusheng gives.

To become famous, many people are willing to pay any price as long as they achieve their desired goal.

Although Zhao Fusheng also wanted to eliminate such filth, unfortunately, he was not a god and didn't have that kind of power.

"Chairman, you should rest early."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng sitting there lost in thought, Wu Sijie approached him and said in a low voice.

"It's nothing."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Are Beibei and the others settled in?"

"Yes, right next door to you. Miss Song and Miss Beibei are staying together, with Old Chen and Old Xu keeping watch outside."

Lee Boo-jin had arranged a presidential suite for them, so the space was naturally very large.

"No need to go to such trouble."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head: "The security measures here are very good. Lee Boo-jin has cleared this entire floor; we don't need to worry so much."

"But..."

Wu Sijie hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice: "I think it's better to be cautious."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Alright, let's do as you say."

In fact, he could understand; Wu Sijie's idea was naturally for safety's sake. After all, being abroad is not as safe as being at home—those not of our kind are bound to have different intentions.

"Make preparations. In a couple of days, we'll go back." Zhao Fusheng said to Wu Sijie after thinking.

"Back to China?"

Wu Sijie was a bit surprised: "Not going to the US?"

According to Zhao Fusheng's original plan, they were supposed to go to the US.

"Not for now." Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Make the arrangements."

"Okay."

Wu Sijie nodded and left Zhao Fusheng's room.

Zhao Fusheng sighed and sat on the sofa, silent for a long time.

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……

The night passed without incident. When he woke up the next morning, little Fan Beibei was already happily eating breakfast.

"Brother, can you go shopping with us today?"

The little girl's first words upon seeing Zhao Fusheng made him pause slightly.

With a gentle smile, Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Let Sister Song Qian accompany you. Brother has things to do today."

"Oh."

Fan Beibei nodded disappointedly, clearly unhappy.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and patted her head: "Be good. In a few days, we'll go back to China, back to Ninghai, and let you see your little niece, okay?"

"Great! Great!"

Fan Beibei was momentarily stunned, then clapped her hands happily. For her, Fan Baobao's daughter was very appealing.

"Mm, let's go out and have fun today."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile to Fan Beibei, then said to Song Qian, "Buy whatever you want today, consider it a gift from me."

Song Qian's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded gently: "Thank you."

She wasn't stupid; she knew Zhao Fusheng's words were just casual. With his wealth, he naturally wouldn't care about such a small amount of money.

More importantly, Song Qian also knew that after the series of events before, within SM Entertainment, her relationship with Zhao Fusheng and the others was already inseparable.

And Song Qian also understood that for her, maintaining this relationship was actually the right choice. At the very least, having such a backer in Korea was not a bad protective talisman.

When she first came to Korea chasing her dream, Song Qian thought she might have a chance to make a name for herself. But after truly arriving at SM Entertainment, she realized how foolish her previous thoughts had been.

Some things in this world are not as simple as she thought. At least in Korea, at SM Entertainment, as a Chinese girl wanting to stand out, what she needed to sacrifice couldn't be explained by the word 'hard work' alone.

And now, with this connection to Zhao Fusheng, she suddenly realized that debuting no longer seemed like an unattainable dream for her.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly. Song Qian's little thoughts naturally couldn't escape him. For him, it was just a small favor, but it might change someone's fate.

"Go ahead, I have things to do."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said to Song Qian and Fan Beibei.

With that, he turned and walked toward the door.

Wu Sijie didn't follow Zhao Fusheng but stayed by Fan Beibei's side.

As for Park Sun-young, she was already waiting outside the door.

"Chairman."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng come out, Park Sun-young bowed to greet him.

"Let's go, to Hanxing Investment."

Zhao Fusheng instructed Park Sun-young.

"Okay." Park Sun-young nodded. The group walked out of the Shilla Hotel, and the massive motorcade slowly set off, heading straight for Hanxing Investment's headquarters.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I originally didn't plan to work, but unexpectedly, I still have to deal with business."

This was his true feeling. He had only intended to travel, but after arriving in Korea, he still had to handle matters at Hanxing Investment.

"Chairman, you..."

Park Sun-young looked helpless, thinking to herself that he was just going for a stroll, no need for a meeting, just show his face—was it really that troublesome?

Seeing her expression, Zhao Fusheng laughed too.

Actually, he was just saying that. Over at Hanxing Investment, Liang Jingyu was doing a good job. As chairman, he really had no reason to interfere.

More importantly, Zhao Fusheng didn't want to leave the impression that he liked to micromanage.

The motorcade soon arrived at Hanxing Investment's headquarters. Liang Jingyu was already waiting at the company entrance with a group of senior executives. Park Sun-young got out first and ran to the car to open the door for Zhao Fusheng.

The moment Zhao Fusheng stepped out, everyone bowed.

"Chairman, welcome for your inspection." Liang Jingyu said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Inspection? I'm just here to look around."

With that, he said to Liang Jingyu, "Let's go."

Liang Jingyu nodded and followed behind Zhao Fusheng, walking into the company building, followed by a large group of Hanxing Investment's senior executives in suits.

Nowadays, these Hanxing Investment executives were filled with awe for this legendary boss.

This was a tough guy who had gone head-to-head with Samsung's Lee Kun-hee!

The name Lee Kun-hee held an unimaginably high status throughout Korea, especially among business circles.

And after Zhao Fusheng single-handedly pushed through the cooperation with Samsung, he naturally became a figure to be looked up to by many business elites across Korea.

It took nearly an hour for Zhao Fusheng, accompanied by Liang Jingyu, to tour the entire Hanxing Investment.

Only after the tour ended and the managers dispersed did Zhao Fusheng go with Liang Jingyu to his representative office.

"Chairman, I talked with them yesterday. These people are not very optimistic about the future of Daejeong Group now." Liang Jingyu said as he handed Zhao Fusheng the materials on Daejeong Group.

Zhao Fusheng glanced down, casually put the materials aside, and smiled: "It's easy to add flowers to brocade, but hard to provide charcoal in snow. These people previously held back because of the marriage between Samsung and Daejeong Group, not daring or unable to make a move on Daejeong Group. Now that Lee Jae-yong and Lim Se-ryung are about to divorce, naturally they'll want a piece of the pie."

"What about us?"

Liang Jingyu asked.

"What, doesn't it match your previous plan?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually, seeing his reaction.

"A bit."

Liang Jingyu smiled bitterly: "My original plan was to acquire some shares of Daejeong Group, which might give us a chance to take it over, so we'd have a foothold. But now it seems not so easy."

Zhao Fusheng frowned, thought for a moment, then said to Liang Jingyu: "My suggestion is, you can consider it: we just take a share, don't get too involved."

He thought more than Liang Jingyu. After all, many people had their eyes on the cake of Daejeong Group. Lee Kun-hee actually allowed Lim Se-ryung and Lee Jae-yong to divorce. If he said Lee Kun-hee had no designs on Daejeong Group, Korea's largest food conglomerate, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

In fact, not just Lee Kun-hee, but after Lim Se-ryung and Lee Jae-yong divorced, many Korean chaebols would likely make their move at this time.

And Zhao Fusheng's idea was simple: Hanxing Investment would not be the leader; he just wanted to quietly reap the benefits.