Chapter 1927 Earthquake

Humans are a very peculiar kind of creature.

No matter how intelligent a person is, they are only willing to believe what they see with their own eyes—the so-called 'hearing is false, seeing is true'—because that way they can accept the result they like best, according to their own thoughts.

Liu Yiming was not unaware of how difficult it was for his sister to make it in the entertainment industry, but he still believed that she had talent, which was why Guangxian had taken notice of her.

As for why he brought it up in front of his boss, he didn't think much of it; he just felt that perhaps letting his sister join Future Film might be a good choice.

As for this idea, Zhao Fusheng couldn't care less.

Standing in different positions, the angle from which one considers things naturally differs.

What seemed like a huge deal to Liu Yiming might, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, be just a phone call away.

Seeing Liu Yiming still going on about his sister, Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly: "Take her to meet President Ye sometime."

"Ah?"

Liu Yiming was startled, then a look of ecstasy spread across his face.

He naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant; it seemed the boss had agreed.

Just then, the car they were in suddenly shook violently!

"What's going on?"

Liu Yiming's face changed, and before he could recover, Zhao Fusheng's expression turned quite grim.

Could it be that it had finally happened?

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At 4:22:21 PM on May 12, 2008, a strong earthquake struck Sichuan Province.

The epicenter was in Suying County, Sichuan Province. The earthquake affected most of China and several Asian countries, with tremors even felt in Thailand and Pakistan.

At the moment the earthquake struck, Zhao Fusheng was in his car, on his way home.

The car stopped on the road. In Zhao Fusheng's view, countless people ran out of shopping malls and schools, panicked and shocked.

Some even came out wearing only shorts, clutching their phones.

"Call! Call!"

"Mom, how are you?"

"Sis, earthquake! Earthquake!"

"Oh my god, where is the earthquake?"

Everyone was panicked, after all, this hadn't happened in the capital for many years.

The last time was in 1976.

Everyone had just felt it, especially those in high-rise buildings, who clearly sensed the building beneath them shaking.

"Let's go home!"

Zhao Fusheng said without hesitation to Liu Yiming.

Perhaps he was the calmest of them all.

"Ah?"

Liu Yiming was startled, looking at his boss in surprise, but could only see determination on Zhao Fusheng's face.

"Okay."

He quickly told the driver to start the car, and the convoy sped towards home.

Halfway there, Zhao Fusheng said to Liu Yiming: "Call home and let them know you're safe."

No matter what, since there was an earthquake, the family would be worried; a phone call was only right.

Liu Yiming didn't hesitate; he called his home and sent a text to his sister.

As for the drivers and bodyguards, Zhao Fusheng didn't have them call; the capital was clearly not the epicenter, and these convoy members' families had been brought here, so there was no need to worry.

The convoy soon arrived home, and Zhao Fusheng went straight inside.

"What happened?"

Fan Baobao, Zhao's mother, and Li Yuan stood in the garden with the children, looking astonished.

Clearly, they were also frightened and dared not stay indoors.

"It's nothing, just an earthquake."

Zhao Fusheng reassured his wife and elders, telling them that the epicenter was not here; it was a major earthquake elsewhere, and they only felt the tremors.

The family was still shaken, but with Zhao Fusheng's comfort, they finally calmed down.

Back in the room, they turned on the TV and saw the news playing.

"The latest news from the National Seismological Bureau: this morning, an earthquake measuring 8.3 on the Richter scale struck Sichuan Province. Experts have conducted detailed measurements of the earthquake parameters. According to preliminary surveys, the maximum intensity of this earthquake reached 11 to 12 degrees, with severely damaged areas covering 150,000 square kilometers. Experts estimate the focal depth to be 10 to 15 kilometers, making it a shallow earthquake. Please stay tuned for follow-up reports on casualties and losses in the disaster area..."

"Magnitude 8?"

The family looked at each other, Li Yuan and Zhao's mother turning pale.

In their memory, the devastating earthquake of 1976 was just over magnitude 7; what did this magnitude 8 earthquake mean?

"It's over, it's over!"

Zhao's mother murmured: "How many people will be killed or injured!"

"Yes, so tragic, so tragic!" Li Yuan said, also pale.

Having lived through the great earthquake of that year, they knew how terrifying it had been.

And now, an even more severe earthquake had occurred!

"I need to go to the company."

Zhao Fusheng stood up, his expression grim.

"Go ahead."

Fan Baobao naturally understood her husband's intention; they had just held a charity gala a few days ago, and now this happened—he couldn't help but be anxious.

More importantly, if Fan Baobao remembered correctly, the cast and crew of *Let the Bullets Fly* were supposed to return to Sichuan today; she wondered if they were safe.

Zhao Fusheng didn't have time to explain further to Fan Baobao and went straight out.

Getting into the car, he called Ye Jing.

"Something's happened!"

"Something's happened!"

Ye Jing and Zhao Fusheng spoke almost simultaneously.

"You go first." Zhao Fusheng said solemnly.

"Old Jiang and the others landed before the earthquake hit, so no casualties. Our outdoor base's留守人员 are in the quake zone, but since the crew was on break, no one died. The latest news is that the dozen or so people left there are all injured." Ye Jing reported solemnly.

"That's good, that's good."

Zhao Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief, afraid of hearing bad news from Ye Jing.

"Zheng Yao just called and asked us to go to the headquarters for a meeting." Ye Jing then said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Not headquarters; go to Future Film."

Zhao Fusheng directly rejected the proposal: "Organize things; have all artists issue statements immediately, paying attention to the earthquake news."

Hanging up, he directly called Zheng Yao.

"Contact all senior management to meet at Future Film. Also, officially announce that Future Group will donate 100 million RMB as the first batch to help with disaster reconstruction."

Zhao Fusheng didn't give Zheng Yao a chance to speak, saying it straight.

"One hundred million?"

Zheng Yao was somewhat surprised, never expecting Zhao Fusheng to be so generous.

"Yes, one hundred million."

Zhao Fusheng said: "And this is just the first batch."

"You mean there will be a second batch?" Zheng Yao asked in surprise.

She really hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng to take this so seriously.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng didn't hide it from Zheng Yao: "At a time like this, since we have the ability, we should do what we ought to do, shouldn't we?"

"Alright, I understand." Zheng Yao nodded, having no objection to Zhao Fusheng's arrangement.

In her view, as an entrepreneur with social responsibility, Zhao Fusheng's actions were perfectly justified.

In fact, she even felt a bit proud.

After all, this man had once been her student and was now her boss and friend.

Working under such a person was something to be proud of.

When Zhao Fusheng arrived at Future Film, many people were already there.

"Chairman."

"Chairman."

All the senior management of the company looked at Zhao Fusheng.

"Two things."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Ye Jing and the others, raising two fingers and said seriously: "First, immediately prepare supplies needed for the disaster area; money is not an issue; get them to the disaster area as soon as possible. Second, announce to the public that Future Group and all our subsidiaries call on the whole society to donate money and goods for disaster reconstruction. Besides the group, I personally donate 100 million to the disaster area."

"One hundred million?"

"Oh my god!"

Everyone who heard the news was stunned.

Because Zhao Fusheng stood at the company's main entrance, in front of senior management and passing employees, and said this.

"Chairman, you're awesome!"

"Chairman, you're mighty!"

Someone suddenly shouted out.

To be honest, they had seen rich people before. After the earthquake news broke, many posts circulated online, and major portals were updating the earthquake information.

But no entrepreneur or company had responded as quickly as Future Group.

At that moment, a feeling of pride surged in everyone's hearts.

Zhao Fusheng went upstairs, and as he walked, he said to Xue Yuanfang, who had just arrived: "Prepare for a press conference."

As the head of public relations, Xue Yuanfang naturally had to take full responsibility; he nodded: "It's already prepared."

Pausing, he whispered in Zhao Fusheng's ear: "The higher-ups are very concerned about this."

Zhao Fusheng paused but didn't stop walking.

He naturally understood what Xue Yuanfang meant, or rather, he was hinting at something.

But in Zhao Fusheng's heart, he no longer cared about those things at that moment.

At the moment the earthquake struck, Zhao Fusheng finally realized that what he had always been worried about was nothing more than what he should do if a disaster really occurred.

And now, his thought was simple: to do everything in his power, to do what he could.

No regrets in this life for being born in China. Although he didn't know why heaven had given him this opportunity, Zhao Fusheng was absolutely certain that everything he was doing now, he did willingly.