Chapter 1805: Response

Not to mention Gu Zai on the other end of the phone marveling at Zhao Fusheng's foresight, here Le Yiling held the phone and looked at Fang Yihua, her face pale and severe.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yihua's delicate brows furrowed slightly; from Le Yiling's reaction, she sensed something amiss.

Le Yiling didn't speak but looked at Zeng Lizhen, her gaze filled with sympathy.

"Hmm?"

Zeng Lizhen was somewhat baffled, completely unable to understand what Le Yiling's reaction meant.

"Mrs. Zeng, do you know how much trouble you've brought to the company?"

Le Yiling looked at Zeng Lizhen and said coldly.

She knew this was the best opportunity to completely defeat her rival.

"What?"

Hearing this, Zeng Lizhen was stunned, utterly unable to understand why Le Yiling would say such a thing, and with such a confident tone, as if her words were absolutely correct.

"Ah Le, what exactly is going on? What did Gu Zai say?" Fang Yihua instinctively sensed something wrong and asked Le Yiling.

Le Yiling sighed, took the phone, and walked over to sit in front of Fang Yihua.

"Sixth Aunt, this time, I'm afraid we really need to inform Sixth Uncle."

Looking at Fang Yihua, Le Yiling said to her, "Gu Zai just told me that that man named Zhao, Zhao Fusheng, is the chairman of the mainland's Future Group."

"Future Group?"

"Future Group!"

Zeng Lizhen was completely puzzled, while Fang Yihua gasped in shock.

As they say, different positions see different things; similarly, a person standing in different positions sees things differently.

At the very least, for Zeng Lizhen and Fang Yihua, the meaning of the four words 'Future Group' was entirely different.

"Is that Future Group the one that cooperated with Samsung?"

Fang Yihua looked at Le Yiling and asked solemnly.

Le Yiling nodded: "I had heard before that Zhang Guorong was close friends with a super-rich man from the mainland. Gu Zai also said that when he offended Yang Shoucheng earlier, it was this person who stepped in to help, and that's why he came out unscathed."

She paused and smiled bitterly: "It seems it should be him."

"Future Group, Zhao Fusheng."

Fang Yihua murmured to herself; she finally understood why that young man had been so dismissive when facing her.

So he really didn't need to care about her opinion.

A super-rich man who could swap shares with Samsung and had assets exceeding ten billion Hong Kong dollars truly had no need to mind her feelings, even if she was the woman of tycoon Shaw.

People are often like this; even the most brilliant individuals, once they go down a dead end, fall into a terrible misconception. Even a great scientist like Newton, in his later years, began to strive to prove the existence of God.

Let alone Fang Yihua.

Now, she suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Yes, a sense of powerlessness.

That Zhao Fusheng was too terrifying.

What does a billionaire mean?

In other words, if he wanted, he could buy out the entire TVB, and even if he wished, no one in all of Hong Kong would oppose him.

Simple: who would be foolish enough to offend a billionaire under thirty for the sake of TVB?

Even a madman wouldn't choose that.

Any normal person knows how to choose.

"This... how could this happen..."

Zeng Lizhen was already dumbfounded; having offended a super-rich man for no reason, what was she to do?

"Sixth Aunt, I think this matter needs to be resolved quickly."

Le Yiling ignored Zeng Lizhen and looked at Fang Yihua: "I don't think they'll just suppress the stock price."

"I know."

Fang Yihua nodded.

She certainly understood Le Yiling's meaning; at this point, seeking peace was inevitable.

The enemy was in the open while they were in the dark, and the other side had planned while they were unprepared. Under these circumstances, continuing to maintain a tough stance was pointless.

More importantly, the other side held the moral high ground. If she persisted in her own views, she would only be ridiculed.

As for so-called face,

Fang Yihua didn't think it was shameful. Having lived for decades, bowing to someone richer than herself was not a disgrace.

In the end, this matter was TVB's fault first. Fang Yihua wasn't stupid; she understood that as the boss, choosing to apologize and bow her head at this moment would not invite ridicule.

"Ah Zeng, you handle this."

With that thought, Fang Yihua looked at Zeng Lizhen and said seriously, "You must make Zhao Fusheng forgive you, understand?"

"Alright."

A bitter smile appeared on Zeng Lizhen's face.

Fang Yihua's words clearly meant she had to bow her head.

As for that Manager He, none of them even mentioned his name, but everyone knew he would definitely be fired.

Are you kidding!

Because of his inexplicable behavior, the company had offended a big shot it shouldn't have, and might even suffer losses. Fang Yihua felt that merely firing him was already showing mercy.

Zeng Lizhen soon left Fang Yihua's office; she had to look up Future Group's information overnight and contact Zhao Fusheng to apologize.

As for not having Zhao Fusheng's contact information, that didn't matter; she could get it from Gu Zai.

Of course, she would owe Gu Zai a favor, which she would have to repay herself.

Le Yiling, on the other hand, stayed in Fang Yihua's office.

"What do you think of this Zhao Fusheng?" Fang Yihua looked at Le Yiling and asked.

"In what aspect?"

Le Yiling was a bit puzzled and asked Fang Yihua.

Fang Yihua smiled: "Everything, from your perspective of interacting with him."

After thinking for a moment, Le Yiling said, "How to put it, he doesn't seem like an overbearing person, nor is he arrogant. This man is more like an ordinary businessman."

"Is that so?"

Fang Yihua frowned, her expression not looking good.

Simply put, Zhao Fusheng, who didn't seem like an overbearing person, had been so sharp-tongued in front of her. Clearly, his impression of her was not good.

In other words, perhaps he didn't want a reconciliation.

Just then, Fang Yihua's phone rang.

She answered the phone, and after a while, her face turned grim again.

"What's wrong, Sixth Aunt?" Le Yiling asked cautiously after Fang Yihua hung up.

"Trouble."

Fang Yihua said solemnly: "That American hedge fund has officially announced that they have no interest in TVB. They don't think highly of a declining television station..."

"Damn it!"

Le Yiling blurted out two words, then said, "Then when the market opens tomorrow..."

"Heh, need I say more?"

Fang Yihua said flatly: "The stock price is bound to plummet."

By now, she had come to understand; as they say on the mainland, you reap what you sow. Since TVB's people had done wrong, they had to pay for their mistakes.

As the controller of a large company, Fang Yihua was well aware of this.

If you make a mistake, you get hit; when you get hit, stand straight and think about how to minimize the losses.

"Then what do we do?"

Le Yiling was somewhat panicked. The Hong Kong stock market, like the US market, had no limits on gains and losses.

Generally, unless there was a stock market crash like Black Monday, it was rare for stocks to hit the daily limit down.

Take TVB's stock, for example: with capital inflow, it could rise sharply, but once such news was confirmed as false, a large amount of capital would surely exit.

After all, TVB wasn't a blue-chip stock; its value was barely five billion Hong Kong dollars, which wasn't much in today's Hong Kong stock market.

The only question was how big the drop would be this time.

Thinking of this, Fang Yihua sighed. She now regretted being so tough when she saw Zhao Fusheng today.

"Do you think Ah Zeng will succeed?"

Fang Yihua looked at Le Yiling and asked.

Le Yiling didn't answer immediately but thought carefully before saying to Fang Yihua, "She should succeed, but the problem is, they may have already achieved their goal."

Fang Yihua remained silent; she had to admit that Le Yiling was right.