Chapter 2072: The East Wind

The Master once said: Repay injury with justice, and kindness with kindness.

For those who are truly in need, Zhao Fusheng would not begrudge his help; after all, money was now just a number to him.

If he could help those who needed it, it would also bring him joy.

But conversely, if they were the kind of people not worth helping,

Zhao Fusheng did not mind letting them know the gap between the rich and the poor.

Being content in poverty is certainly a good thing, but the life of the rich is truly beyond the imagination of the poor.

Similarly, the power of the rich is something the poor cannot comprehend.

"Let's go."

Glancing at the construction site, Zhao Fusheng prepared to leave.

After a moment's thought, he said to Zhang Qian, "Call the real estate company and tell them to be careful and not cause trouble. If the other side wants money, they can give it."

"Huh?"

Zhang Qian was startled.

Zhao Fusheng sneered, "Whatever they swallow now, they'll have to spit out later. When contacting the media, tell them not to blur the faces of these people. Let them show their faces to the whole nation."

Then he added, "Install surveillance cameras at the construction site entrance today and record the faces of these people."

"Okay."

Zhang Qian quickly nodded.

But inwardly, he was astonished. He rarely saw Zhao Fusheng so angry and irritable. It seemed that these people today had really made him mad.

Little did he know, Zhao Fusheng was not only angry that his company was being extorted; he was angry that these people, disguised as migrant workers, would do such things.

With hands and feet, why couldn't they do something decent instead of this?

It was truly contemptible.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, being poor or facing difficulties was not a problem. As long as one wasn't lazy and gluttonous, there was always a way to make a living. The bottom of society might be as hard as grass, but as long as you live, there is always a chance.

But if even the bottom line is lost, then they no longer deserve sympathy or pity.

Behind the tall buildings are shadows; under the neon lights are tears and blood.

No matter the era, this saying holds true.

But that cannot be an excuse for people to do evil.

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……

Zheng Yao was truly startled when she received Zhang Qian's notice.

Such a thing had happened at the real estate company, and most importantly, no one had told her about it.

This made her quite angry.

But she also knew that now was not the time to dwell on it.

She quickly contacted familiar media outlets—not just one or two—and arranged the whole matter clearly.

She naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's intention. The matter itself was very sensitive, involving migrant workers. If it were exploited, the future group would inevitably fall into a passive position.

Therefore, they had to seize the evidence and strike first.

What kind of people are journalists?

Often, good journalists are like sharks; they get excited when they smell blood.

At first, the journalists who got the news were hesitant. After all, the two sides involved were a real estate development company and migrant workers. For the media, taking the side of the real estate company could easily be criticized.

People instinctively sympathize with and believe the weak; this is an unchanging habit.

If they reported this, they might be seen as accomplices of the real estate developer.

But the series of materials from Zheng Yao, along with the evidence provided by Zhang Qian, piqued the journalists' interest.

Soon, some journalists infiltrated the group of migrant workers.

And on the security team side, there were also journalists.

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"Tell me, why are people so greedy?"

Zhao Fusheng sat in the office and asked Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao shrugged, "That's human nature."

Then she casually asked Zhao Fusheng, "But are you really going to expose those people?"

She was referring to the so-called "migrant workers."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, "We can't let it slide. We won't default on the workers' wages, but we can't let ourselves be pushed around like a soft persimmon. If that happens, we won't be able to do business in the future."

"That's true."

Zheng Yao agreed with Zhao Fusheng's words.

Neither of them came from wealthy families or were rich second-generation. They bore no ill will toward the lower classes; on the contrary, both were willing to help those in difficult situations.

But they also knew that the saying 'poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people' was not without reason.

The most obvious example was why it was so difficult to rescue women and children trafficked into remote, impoverished areas—because such matters were often not a problem of one household but of the entire clan.

What was more, in some places, the locals didn't think much of bought children and women at all.

They had grown accustomed to such things.

Even if the women and children tried to escape, they would help catch them.

Xunzi said human nature was evil. Zhao Fusheng didn't know if that was right or wrong, but he was well aware that in many places, some people did things that truly didn't deserve forgiveness.

Yet the saying 'the law cannot punish the majority' had become the guiding principle for many local officials.

Modern society had certainly progressed, but without the option of collective punishment, in some places, certain people had indeed escaped the law's sanction.

"Tell Zhang Qian not to hold back."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Zheng Yao, "Those bastards don't deserve pity."

"Okay."

Zheng Yao nodded.

After finishing that matter, Zheng Yao remembered something else and said to Zhao Fusheng, "By the way, has Future Films confirmed its listing next year?"

"Basically."

Zhao Fusheng replied, "Ye Jing is already in talks. Barring any surprises, it should be next spring."

As he spoke, he looked at Zheng Yao. "Have you considered listing Future Advertising?"

"ChiNext?"

Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked Zheng Yao.

"If possible, it's better to list on the main board." Zheng Yao hesitated and said to Zhao Fusheng, "After all, ChiNext isn't as beneficial for our development as the main board."

"You decide."

Zhao Fusheng laughed and waved his hand. "I won't interfere with this."

"Huh?"

Zheng Yao was stunned.

Before she could say anything else, Zhao Fusheng stood up and walked straight out. "I'm off now. I have to pick up Beibei from school."

Zheng Yao was speechless. Before she could say more, Zhao Fusheng was gone.

Watching his back, Zheng Yao gave a wry smile.

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Zhao Fusheng meant what he said. He really didn't plan to get involved.

Future Advertising had always been managed by Zheng Yao, and she knew the company's operations best. Whether it listed on ChiNext or the main board made no difference to Zhao Fusheng.

But since Zheng Yao had an opinion, he would let her handle it.

"Let's go pick up Beibei."

Zhao Fusheng got into the car and said to Liu Yiming, who was in the passenger seat.

Liu Yiming nodded.

The convoy started and headed toward Fan Beibei's school.

After picking up the little girl, they ate out, returned home, and had Liu Yiming tutor Fan Beibei with her homework while Zhao Fusheng went upstairs to review documents.

The next day, a week later, Zhao Fusheng received a call from Zheng Yao.

"The investigation into the real estate company is done. Basically no issues."

Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng, "What do you plan to do?"

Zhao Fusheng held the phone, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you think we should expose it online first or in the media?"

"Well..."

Zheng Yao hesitated.

"Put the video online first."

Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice, "Mobilize all our company's resources, then have the media report it. If possible, I want this to air on CCTV."

"This..."

Zheng Yao hesitated but still said to Zhao Fusheng, "Isn't that making too big a deal?"

She knew Zhao Fusheng wanted to teach them a lesson, but she hadn't expected him to go this far. Wouldn't that utterly destroy those people?

"Since they dared to extort us, they should be prepared for us to deal with them."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly, "If they hadn't done that, I wouldn't do this."

Respect me a foot, I respect you a yard.

That had always been Zhao Fusheng's way.

Just as he had told Zhang Qian before, there was no need to tolerate evil people.

He wasn't one of those idiot saints.