Chapter 2155: The Barbecue Restaurant

Lee Soo-man left, but Zhao Fusheng could clearly sense that everyone from SM Company present breathed a sigh of relief.

It had to be said that over the years, this guy had indeed built up considerable authority in SM Company.

Zhao Fusheng admitted to himself that he couldn't compare to that.

Although he held a high status in the hearts of these top executives at Future Group, it had to be said that they weren't really that afraid of him.

That was probably the result of each corporate leader having their own style.

"Boss, you really have a good temper."

Old Ma said with a smile, "If it were me, I would have dealt with them long ago."

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng gently shook his head, looking indifferent: "Think about it, they're all people making money for me. Why should I speak harshly to them?"

Old Ma was taken aback, then laughed.

Come to think of it, what Zhao Fusheng said wasn't wrong.

After all, he was a capitalist, the boss, so naturally he wanted these people to make money for him.

Soon, under Bong Joon-ho's direction, an MV was successfully shot.

In fact, Bong Joon-ho even personally choreographed a storyline, fulfilling the wishes of Song Qian and the others, allowing them to have close contact with Won Bin.

"Chairman Zhao, the MV is finished."

More than two hours later, Bong Joon-ho finally finished the last scene and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Hard work. Another day when you have time, I'll treat you both to a meal."

His last words were naturally directed at Won Bin.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

Won Bin and Bong Joon-ho quickly bowed to express their gratitude.

Given Zhao Fusheng's status, inviting the two of them to dinner was undoubtedly a great honor.

The reasoning was simple: because Zhao Fusheng was far above them in status, being able to help him was a privilege. Word would spread that Bong Joon-ho, at the invitation of Future Group Chairman Zhao Fusheng, shot an MV. Unless they were outsiders, anyone who knew what Future Group and Hanxing Investment meant would understand that Bong Joon-ho had certainly latched onto a big shot.

That was a big shot on par with Lee Kun-hee!

Soon, the two of them left.

After all, neither was stupid; they naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng wouldn't be entertaining them today. Even if he intended to, it wouldn't be now.

Otherwise, why would he have asked someone to help shoot the MV?

"Remember to remind me to treat them to a meal when we get back."

Zhao Fusheng said solemnly to Old Ma.

He was always like that.

If he promised something, he would definitely follow through.

"Okay, Chairman." Old Ma nodded, indicating he remembered.

Soon, Song Qian and the others changed clothes and came before Zhao Fusheng.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, sir." Song Qian said apologetically to Zhao Fusheng.

After all, given Zhao Fusheng's status, waiting so long here was truly flattering to them.

Even a big shot like Lee Soo-man had to bow before Zhao Fusheng.

Yet Zhao Fusheng was here waiting for them to finish shooting the MV, and even invited Bong Joon-ho and Won Bin to help. To be honest, Song Qian knew this was a huge favor that was hard to repay.

"It's nothing."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Come on, you've been shooting all day and must be tired. How about I treat you to some meat?"

"Can we?"

Song Qian was startled, then shook her head: "Let me treat you instead."

Regardless, he had waited for them so long and helped so much. Maybe Zhao Fusheng didn't need the meal money, but Song Qian felt that, by all rights, she and her group members should treat him.

But Zhao Fusheng shook his head and waved his hand: "Forget it, you've just debuted. How much money can you make? Let me treat you."

Then he smiled: "When you've made big money later, we'll go eat at the most expensive place in Korea."

Song Qian and the others exchanged glances, then all laughed.

They weren't stupid; they knew he was clearly helping them.

"Come on, let's go eat barbecue."

Zhao Fusheng said to the girls with a smile.

"Great, great."

Since he had said so, Song Qian and the others naturally couldn't insist, so they followed Zhao Fusheng.

Of course, their company had a van, so Song Qian and the others rode in it.

The group soon arrived at Kang Ho-dong's 678 Barbecue Restaurant.

Although it wasn't his first time, Zhao Fusheng always found it amusing to see Kang Ho-dong's picture displayed there.

That guy really looked a lot like a pig.

"Don't you think this guy is really as fat as a pig?"

Zhao Fusheng casually asked Song Qian and the others.

The girls naturally dared not answer. On one hand, it was a joke from Zhao Fusheng; more importantly, Zhao Fusheng could say it because of his status, but as juniors in the entertainment industry, they dared not make such jokes in public.

The Korean entertainment industry was like that; it placed great importance on the seniority system.

Even people with no usual connection had to be cautious once the seniority system came into play.

Not to mention that Kang Ho-dong was now a well-known host in Korea, hailed alongside Yoo Jae-suk as the two pillars of the entertainment industry.

There was also Kim Je-dong, once a standout, but he had recently gotten involved in Roh Moo-hyun's affairs and was said to have personally presided over Roh Moo-hyun's roadside memorial service.

As a result, he had been blacklisted by Korean television stations.

Politics was never something artists or ordinary people should get involved in.

Because you never knew the truth, nor what harm you might suffer because of it.

Such harm was often unbearable in a person's life.

"He really is ugly."

Song Qian and the others dared not speak, but Old Ma did. He carefully examined the photo and finally said, "Boss, if a guy like that can become a celebrity, I think I could too..."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, speechless at his inexplicable confidence.

But he had to admit that Kang Ho-dong did have his merits.

A former wrestler, he entered the entertainment industry through the support of his senior Lee Kyung-kyu and switched to being a host.

To have come this far, that guy could really endure hardship.

Even Zhao Fusheng, who hadn't watched variety shows in his previous life, knew that filming with Yoo Jae-suk was easy because he would pass the conversation to the guests.

But doing shows with Kang Ho-dong was definitely extremely tough.

Because Kang Ho-dong liked to get physical and always favored particularly strenuous and exhausting programs.

In other words, Kang Ho-dong's personality was too strong. That was probably why he later ran into trouble while Yoo Jae-suk managed to remain evergreen.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng looked at Song Qian and the others: "Come on, let's see what's different about Kang Ho-dong's place compared to others."

"Thank you."

Led by Song Qian, the girls bowed together to express their gratitude.

For them, that was all they could do.

After all, Zhao Fusheng lacked nothing, whether money or anything else. All they could offer was respect and gratitude.

Zhao Fusheng was quite happy, as he genuinely liked these youthful, pretty girls and enjoyed seeing their smiles.

"By the way, Choi Jin-ri, do you all have to watch your figures?"

Once everyone was seated in the private room, Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered something and asked Sulli and the others.

After all, as female idols, he recalled they had to control their figures and couldn't eat too much.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Choi Sulli and the little girl named Jung Soo-jung shook their heads together: "We don't mind."

"Hahaha..."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, finding these two kids particularly amusing. He nodded: "Alright, eat your fill today. Whatever happens, I'll handle it. Even if it's Lee Soo-man, if he dares to object to you eating meat, I'll make him unemployed!"

At that moment, in the eyes of the young girls, Zhao Fusheng was undoubtedly the most manly presence in the world.