Chapter 1791 Le Yiling

At this moment, Gu Zai was truly furious.

He felt he had never done anything to wrong TVB, and now he was a well-known star in Hong Kong, yet he was being humiliated by a security chief.

“Chief He, do you know what you’re doing?”

Gu Zai, usually good-natured, looked at Chief He and said coldly, “Is this really worth it?”

Chief He sneered. Of course he knew what he was doing; he was offending Gu Zai, She Shiman, and even Le Yiling.

But so what?

His backing was Zeng Lizhen, not these people.

“Hurry up and take out your things.”

Chief He said triumphantly, like a victor.

“Let me ask one more time: do you really want to check my bag?”

Zhao Fusheng spoke slowly, staring at Chief He word by word.

“Heh.”

Chief He laughed. “Everyone must take responsibility for their choices. I know you like TVB, but we have rules. Random checks on visitors are normal.”

“Yes, Chief He is just following the rules.”

Someone chimed in, apparently also on Zeng Lizhen’s side.

Their group blocking the entrance had already drawn attention.

Watching them spout nonsense, Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly.

And Gu Zai suddenly felt sick.

These people always liked to put themselves on a moral high ground, arbitrarily pointing fingers at others, and anything that didn’t conform to their will was wrong.

Though they all spoke as if they strictly followed rules, Gu Zai knew that nepotism pervaded the entire TVB.

Starting with Uncle Shao, appointing Fang Yihua back then was a joke—she was shaped into a competent manager only through repeated failures.

As for the producers under them, needless to say, their intrigues and infighting rivaled palace dramas.

“Very well.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded and raised a hand to stop Gu Zai, who was about to speak, because what he was about to do didn’t require Gu Zai’s involvement.

Or rather, Zhao Fusheng felt that the next matter was no longer something the entertainment industry could solve.

“Miss Le Yiling.”

Zhao Fusheng spoke, looking at Le Yiling, who was gathering herself to explode.

“Huh?”

Le Yiling was startled. She only then noticed that the friend She Shiman had mentioned was actually with Gu Zai.

“This is?”

“My surname is Zhao, from the mainland.”

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and said to the strong woman known as TVB’s Iron Lady, “May I ask, if I become a shareholder of TVB, can I come and go freely here?”

“Ah?”

Le Yiling was taken aback. She nodded instinctively, then looked at Zhao Fusheng in confusion, completely baffled by what he meant.

“That’s best.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said to Wu Sijie behind him, “Call Chairman Tan and ask him to help. Buy up all the TVB shares on the market. I’ll transfer the money to him later.”

“Okay.”

Wu Sijie nodded and directly dialed Tan Kaixuan, relaying Zhao Fusheng’s request.

Tan Kaixuan was a bit surprised and asked Wu Sijie to hand the phone to Zhao Fusheng.

“What’s this all about?”

Tan Kaixuan asked Zhao Fusheng, somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng laughed. “Nothing much. I brought my wife to visit TVB, and they suspect me of stealing.”

“What?”

Tan Kaixuan laughed outright on the phone. “Alright, I understand. I’ll arrange for people to start buying.”

Hanging up, Tan Kaixuan began to arrange it. He had a dedicated team, and allocating funds was no trouble.

Zhao Fusheng wasn’t in a hurry. He stood there and said to Le Yiling, “Miss Le, are you interested in changing your work environment?”

Huh?

Le Yiling was dumbfounded. Was this man poaching her?

She had officially joined TVB in 2006 and quickly became a top executive with her superb skills.

But now, this mainlander was asking if she planned to jump ship.

Who was he?

“What are you doing?”

Chief He was not having it. How dare these people act as if he didn’t exist? Unforgivable.

“Submit to the check now!”

Chief He shouted at Zhao Fusheng and the others.

But Zhao Fusheng ignored him entirely and said to Le Yiling with a smile, “Miss Le, if you don’t mind, could we sit in your office for a while?”

He didn’t even bother to trouble such a small fry.

It was like an elephant finding an ant blocking its path—what would the elephant feel?

The answer was simple.

Nothing.

Because the elephant wouldn’t care about the ant at all.

That was Zhao Fusheng.

No matter how loudly Chief He shouted, he had no intention of responding.

Le Yiling was startled but nodded. “Alright, let’s go to my office.”

Though she didn’t know what Zhao Fusheng’s phone call was about, she was sure his identity was no ordinary. She noticed that Gu Zai, though angry, was not flustered at all.

In fact, in Le Yiling’s eyes, Gu Zai’s look at Chief He was one of schadenfreude.

That was rare for Gu Zai, who was usually gentle.

“Let’s go.”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Le Yiling.

With that, the group turned and left, heading toward Le Yiling’s office.

Chief He’s men wanted to chase after them, but he stopped them.

“Wait!”

Chief He said to his men, “I’ll inform Miss Zeng and have her go to Le Yiling to demand the people. Hmph, this time I’ll make Le Yiling lose face!”

In his mind, as long as the group hadn’t left, he had reason to humiliate them, and he would make sure Zeng Lizhen saw Le Yiling lose face.

That way, he might get a chance to rise.

In principle, this idea wasn’t wrong.

But the problem was, he overlooked a very important issue.

That was Zhao Fusheng’s identity.

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Le Yiling led the way, and Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao, Gu Zai, She Shiman, Wu Sijie, and a large group of people marched to TVB’s office building.

At the door of Le Yiling’s office, Zhao Fusheng made a gesture. Wu Sijie and a group of bodyguards stood guard at the door, while Zhao Fusheng and his wife followed Le Yiling into her office.

“Please, have a seat.”

Le Yiling said politely to Zhao Fusheng.

The closer they got to her office, the more she thought over the whole incident, and the more she felt that this young man’s identity was definitely not simple.

It was a woman’s intuition.

Over the years, Le Yiling had risen from a clerk at CTV to her current position, and this intuition had helped her many times.

Now, intuition told her.

This Zhao Fusheng was not as simple as he appeared.

“Thank you, Miss Le.”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and thanked Le Yiling, then said, “I’m sorry for the trouble today.”

“You’re welcome.”

Le Yiling shook her head. “Gu Zai and Ah She are friends, and you are Ah She’s guests, also my guests. I should be the one apologizing. If not for my sake, Chief He wouldn’t have made things difficult for you.”

She was frank, explaining the whole situation.

After all, this person’s identity was unusual; hiding anything was unnecessary and would only make her seem lesser.

Zhao Fusheng nodded in satisfaction. If Le Yiling hadn’t apologized, he would have been displeased with her. But instead, she frankly explained and took responsibility, appearing gracious.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng appreciated such honest and smart people.

“Miss Le, don’t blame yourself.”

Zhao Fusheng spoke slowly to Le Yiling. “Don’t worry, this incident won’t affect us at all.”

“What?”

Le Yiling was startled and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise. Clearly, she didn’t understand where his confidence came from.