Chapter 1725: Dong Chenxi's Trouble

Just as Shin Kyung-ho was listening to Han Zhenying's report with a pale face, Zhao Fusheng had already set off back to China with Fan Beibei, accompanied by the survivor Zhang Ziyeon.

"Thank you."

Sitting on the plane, Zhang Ziyeon said sincerely to Zhao Fusheng, "I will definitely repay you."

Of course, her words were translated by the accompanying interpreter.

This was someone sent by Lee Boo-jin.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said calmly, "No need for repayment. We each got what we needed."

This was the truth.

Although somewhat cold, for Zhao Fusheng, the relationship between him and Zhang Ziyeon was indeed like this.

He helped her escape, and she became his knife to pry open the barriers of the Korean cultural industry. As for what happened afterward, that was Zhang Ziyeon's own fate and had nothing to do with Zhao Fusheng.

He didn't plan to help Zhang Ziyeon in any other way. Giving her a new identity and a fresh start was enough.

After getting off the plane, they parted ways, each starting a new life.

Zhang Ziyeon opened her mouth but said nothing more.

When she offered to exchange her diary for her safety, she already knew that she was destined not to be valued.

The reasoning was simple.

She only figured it out afterward.

Under those circumstances, if she had voluntarily handed over the diary to Zhao Fusheng, this important figure would have chosen to save her as well.

But unfortunately, after being betrayed by her agency's representative, she was extremely distrustful of everyone and thought the diary was very useful, intending to use it to gain freedom.

This turned the relationship between her and Zhao Fusheng from rescuer and rescued into a transactional exchange of interests.

When the plane arrived in China, Zhang Ziyeon was quickly taken away by someone Zhang Qian sent.

He would arrange a new identity for her. If she wished, he would also arrange plastic surgery, have her learn Chinese or English, and send her wherever she wanted to go.

This was Zhao Fusheng's promise—to give her a chance to start life anew.

As for Zhao Fusheng himself, he took Fan Beibei and got into the car.

"Why are you here?"

Looking at Zheng Yao, who was being affectionate with Fan Beibei, Zhao Fusheng was somewhat surprised.

"How could I not come? You've practically turned South Korea upside down." Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng with exasperation, "You said you were on vacation, but you go out and offend people in Hong Kong and stir up trouble in Korea. Are you born under a bad sign?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed, rubbed his nose, and didn't dare to retort.

He was also a bit helpless. It seemed he was naturally a magnet for trouble; wherever he went, something happened, even on vacation.

Thinking about it, it was really speechless.

"By the way, Dong Chenxi has a bit of trouble."

Zheng Yao casually mentioned to Zhao Fusheng.

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then realized that this was probably the real reason Zheng Yao had come to pick him up.

"She's dating a guy, a returnee." Zheng Yao explained to Zhao Fusheng, "But I thought that guy seemed off, so I had someone check him out. Turns out he's a complete fraud. He swindled people abroad, targeting naive female international students. He's cheated a lot of money over the years, so he came back to China..."

She didn't finish the sentence, but the implication was clear: this time, the guy had set his sights on Dong Chenxi.

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "How did they meet?"

"A car accident, they say." Zheng Yao said helplessly, "Their cars collided, and the guy didn't ask for compensation. Chenxi thought he was a decent person, so they exchanged business cards."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless, thinking that this pickup tactic was way too cliché.

But he had to admit that in such situations, women really fell for that gentlemanly act.

"Then why not just tell her the information you found?" Zhao Fusheng casually said to Zheng Yao.

But as soon as he said it, he realized that this matter couldn't be told to her so directly.

"He who hesitates is lost. This kind of thing should be dealt with swiftly. Once she gets hurt, it'll be even harder for her." Zheng Yao slowly said to Zhao Fusheng, "But the problem is, you know her personality. If she finds out she's been deceived, she'll be devastated."

Zhao Fusheng nodded. He agreed that swift action was the best solution; dithering would only make things worse.

But the issue was that as friends, no one wanted to directly tell her the truth, because it would be extremely hurtful.

True friends don't hurt you in the name of your own good. Even if they have to hurt you eventually, they'll choose the least harmful way.

They wouldn't be like in some domestic TV dramas, casually posting photos in group chats. That's not helping; it's just showing off.

More importantly, if Dong Chenxi had an emotional breakdown over this, the person who exposed the truth would probably feel very upset.

"So what do we do?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and said to Zheng Yao, "How about this: call him over, and I'll scare him off? Make him disappear?"

This was the best idea he could think of. Given his special status, the guy would probably be terrified—a billionaire personally intimidating a con artist.

Tsk, that would be quite intimidating!

Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly. Just as she was about to speak, Wu Sijie suddenly said, "Actually, it's simple."

"Simple?"

The two looked at each other, then turned to Wu Sijie: "Tell us, how is it simple?"

Wu Sijie said calmly, "That guy cheated a lot of people abroad, right? Send his information and current address to the women he deceived. Many of them are probably in China now. They'll naturally come looking for him. And CEO Zheng, you can have someone expose him online. Miss Dong is a frequent internet user. Once this becomes blog news, she'll definitely find out."

He paused and shrugged, "Anyway, he's a scumbag. We don't need to worry about any psychological burden from exposing his personal information."

Zhao Fusheng and Zheng Yao looked at each other and suddenly felt very embarrassed.

The two of them together hadn't seen it as clearly as Wu Sijie.

Thinking about it carefully, it was just as Wu Sijie said. Dealing with that kind of con artist didn't require so much thought. Just expose him directly.

Given Dong Chenxi's personality, if she discovered the guy's true scumbag nature, she would break up with him without a second thought.

The rest would then be easy to handle.

"Alright, I'll arrange it when I get back."

Zheng Yao thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng, "But she'll eventually find out we were behind it. You'll have to help smooth things over then."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, glanced subtly at Wu Chenxi, who was helping Fan Beibei with her things, and smiled silently: "Okay, I understand."

Some people hid their feelings too well. Zhao Fusheng was looking forward to seeing what interesting scene would unfold when the truth came out.

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"I've arrived in the capital."

Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao to tell her he would handle some matters in the capital before returning to Ninghai.

"Okay, take care of yourself." Fan Baobao nodded and didn't say much.

She also knew that Zhao Fusheng had a lot on his plate, especially company issues that needed his attention.

After dropping Fan Beibei off at Jiang Wen's place and greeting Zhou Yun, Zhao Fusheng and Zheng Yao returned to the company.

After listening to Zheng Yao's report on the company's recent developments and checking the files on his computer, Zhao Fusheng finally went home.

Rubbing his aching head, Zhao Fusheng sat on the sofa and watched the news on TV.

"Recently, scandals have frequently erupted in the Korean entertainment industry..."

Chinese entertainment news occasionally covered the neighboring country's situation. The report at that moment featured Jun Ji-hyun announcing her departure from her old agency.

Of course, what the news didn't report was that leaving with her to join CJ Group was also her boyfriend, Jung Tak-hoon.

"Getting more chaotic."

Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself, turned off the TV, thought for a moment, and dialed Liang Jingyu's number.

Soon, the call was answered, and Liang Jingyu's voice came through.

"Chairman."

"How are things progressing?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile. "Is it getting more chaotic?"

"As you predicted."

Liang Jingyu nodded: "CJ and SK Group have both been dragged in. Lotte and Samsung are at each other's throats, reporting each other's executives."

He paused and laughed, "I heard both sides have declared they'll fight to the death."

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Fusheng sneered, "Words between conglomerates aren't worth believing."

This was the truth. The existence of conglomerates was a terrifying thing. Their so-called credibility, in Zhao Fusheng's view, simply didn't exist.

"What's Roh Moo-hyun up to?" Zhao Fusheng then asked.

"Much ado about nothing."

Mentioning this, Liang Jingyu was indifferent and said with a smile, "It seems he's just trying to force Lotte to hand over a few people."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. He didn't think Roh Moo-hyun was the type to give up so easily.

This president's capabilities were greater than anyone imagined.

Or rather, as the least educated among South Korea's nine presidents to date, the only one from a common background, who even after his death owed 400 million won in debt, Roh Moo-hyun's determination to fight corruption was greater than anyone could imagine.

He was willing to pay any price for it.

This was Zhao Fusheng's real trump card.