Chapter 1727: The Idea of Going Public

In English, the order of given name and surname is different from that in China.

In China, the surname comes first, followed by the given name.

But in foreign countries, the given name comes first, followed by the surname.

For example, Mark Zuckerberg—most people think his surname is Mark, but in fact, Zuckerberg is his surname, and Mark is his given name.

Abroad, people who are not familiar with you will only call you by your surname. For instance, Mark Zuckerberg is often addressed as Mr. Zuckerberg. Only those who are close will call you by your given name, like Zhao Fusheng, who would be called Mark.

For example, if Zhao Fusheng's name appeared in a foreign context, he would be called Fusheng Zhao.

And Ye Jing...

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▄██●kneels in surrender

▄██●kneels in surrender

（￣∠￣）丿（￣∠￣）丿

（￣∠￣）丿（￣∠￣）丿

To be honest, the moment Zhao Fusheng realized it, he wanted to hold it in, but in the end, he couldn't.

"Go ahead and laugh if you want; holding it in is bad for you."

Ye Jing looked at Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen, who were standing with their backs to him, shoulders shaking constantly, and said helplessly.

"Pfft! Hahahahaha..."

"Hahahahaha..."

At these words, Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen burst into wild laughter, even unable to stop themselves from slapping the sofa beside them.

"Ahem..."

After a long while, Zhao Fusheng barely managed to control his emotions and said to Ye Jing, "Ahem, don't worry, don't worry. I'll have someone contact Marvel right away to get it changed. Definitely changed!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing again.

There was no helping it; it was just too funny. Foreigners probably wouldn't understand the joke.

Ye Jing was also speechless, shaking his head. "At first, I didn't realize it either. It was only when Old Jiang mentioned it to me one day that I understood what a big problem it was. It's fine abroad, but if Marvel cooperates with us in the future and the movie is shown domestically, I'd really be..."

Zhao Fusheng laughed again. He knew that Ye Jing's problem was indeed a bit awkward.

"Don't worry, I'll contact Marvel right away."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and dialed Wu Sijie's number, asking him to get in touch with Marvel.

After all, the first Iron Man movie hadn't officially been released yet, so there was still room to resolve the issue.

If they waited until the movie was released, it would truly become an indelible black mark in Ye Jing's history.

Although Wu Sijie was a bit surprised, he agreed and said he would fax Marvel as soon as possible to resolve the matter.

"Come on, you two came to see me. It can't be just for that, can it?"

After dealing with that, Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Wen and Ye Jing and asked with a smile.

Knowing those two as well as he did, they wouldn't come all the way here for no reason, since it was something that could be handled with a phone call.

"I knew I couldn't fool you," Ye Jing said with a laugh.

They had known each other for so long, and what amazed people most about Zhao Fusheng was precisely his keen insight and judgment.

Jiang Wen also nodded. "There is indeed something, but I'll let him explain."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and turned his gaze to Ye Jing, curious about what he had to say.

Ye Jing paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts, then said seriously to Zhao Fusheng, "What do you think about us planning to go public?"

Going public?

Zhao Fusheng was momentarily stunned.

Then he frowned. "That might not be so easy. For one thing, the CSRC's review of listed companies is very strict. Although Future Films has been developing well, it's still far from meeting the requirements for an IPO, isn't it?"

Although he didn't participate in the day-to-day management, Zhao Fusheng was very clear about the status of each subsidiary under him.

Future Films had been growing rapidly in recent years, but that didn't mean it was qualified to go public, unless...

"Wait!"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly realized an important point and looked at Ye Jing. "Have you gotten some news?"

Ye Jing smiled. Zhao Fusheng was indeed sharp.

"The ChiNext."

Ye Jing said slowly to Zhao Fusheng, "I've heard that the government intends to launch the ChiNext within two years."

The ChiNext, also known as the second-board market, is a securities trading market specifically designed to provide financing channels and growth space for small and medium-sized enterprises and emerging companies that are temporarily unable to list on the main board. It is an effective supplement to the main board market.

In other words, although Future Films might not meet the criteria for listing on the main board, it could be a promising company for the ChiNext market.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Future Films can obtain the opportunity to list on the ChiNext.

After all, in China's financial industry, only insiders know how absurd things can be.

For instance, if Future Films went public, it would inevitably be targeted by capital speculation. If someone took advantage of that, the losses could be significant.

"This news must be known to quite a few people, right?" Zhao Fusheng asked Ye Jing.

Ye Jing shook his head. "It's hard to say."

He was telling the truth. After all, Ye Jing was just a大院子弟, not a genuine second-generation elite. Only someone like Xue Yuanfang could get accurate information on such matters.

"Then let's find him."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Ye Jing and Jiang Wen seriously. "We can only make a decision after we get confirmed information on this."

"So you agree?" Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng expectantly. To be honest, if the company went public, as one of the shareholders, he would benefit, so of course he cared.

Although he was good friends with Zhao Fusheng, he wouldn't mind having a bit more money.

"In principle, yes."

Zhao Fusheng smiled. "To be honest, I also hope the subsidiary can go public. That way, at least it will have a promising future."

Then he hesitated and added, "But you need to be prepared: once the subsidiary goes public, I might reduce my shareholding."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Wen and Ye Jing were puzzled and looked at Zhao Fusheng in confusion.

Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's mention of reducing his stake left them bewildered.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged. "It's exactly what it sounds like. I might sell some equity to get cash, retain a portion of the shares, and use voting rights to control the company, just like the Lee family controls Samsung Group. Understand?"

Ninety-eight percent of Samsung Group's shares are held by Wall Street financial groups, but the Lee Kun-hee family uses about two percent of the shares to control the entire group's development.

That's a skill in itself—using minimal resources to accomplish the most and gain the greatest benefit.

Naturally, that was Zhao Fusheng's goal as well.

As for other purposes, he didn't mention them, not because he intended to hide them from Jiang Wen and Ye Jing, but because there was no need to tell them now—it was still too early.

Ye Jing and Jiang Wen went to seek information from Xue Yuanfang, while Zhao Fusheng, not in a hurry, sat at home and quietly turned on his computer to browse recent news.

Something as big as the ChiNext couldn't be kept secret; the news was probably already spreading in various circles.

Sure enough, after checking some news, Zhao Fusheng learned that the government had been considering the ChiNext issue since last year. The CSRC had issued several notices urging the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock exchanges to promote the development of the ChiNext.

Earlier this month, the Shenzhen Stock Exchange announced that technical issues related to the ChiNext had been resolved.

In other words, the next step was to address policy issues.

This was probably why Ye Jing and the others were so excited. After all, in such matters, the first to jump in are usually the ones who make the most money.

Moreover, recently, discussions about the ChiNext had been increasing, and many people had their eyes on it.

So Zhao Fusheng was somewhat inclined to believe the news Ye Jing had brought.

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Over the next few days, Ye Jing and Jiang Wen specifically inquired through Xue Yuanfang, and the result was as they had guessed: the higher-ups were no longer opposed to the ChiNext.

In other words, perhaps in the near future, domestic companies would be allowed to list on the ChiNext.

"There's hope!"

After learning this, Zheng Yao called Zhao Fusheng, clearly excited as well.

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly. Everyone below was so confident that the subsidiaries of Future Group would have no problem going public. They had even considered that in the coming years, the company could be called the 'Future Group.'

"..."

He didn't mind, but deep down, he still felt uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Sensing Zhao Fusheng's mood, Zheng Yao asked curiously.

Zhao Fusheng smiled wryly. "If even you're like this, what do you think the people below are like?"

"Huh?"

Zheng Yao was taken aback, then realized what Zhao Fusheng meant.

If even she, the CEO, was caught up in the excitement, then the employees throughout the company—especially those hoping for stock options—must be incredibly agitated.

"Cool them down a bit."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly. "It's fine to be happy, but you can't lose your judgment. Going public is certainly a good thing—it allows you to raise money—but don't forget: once the company goes public, we could lose control of it at any time. Are you willing to let someone else take control of the company you've worked so hard to build?"

At that, Zheng Yao fell silent.