Chapter 2350: An Interesting Person

"We're on the same side, on the same side."

Jung Woo-sung quickly stepped between them, calming the bodyguards around Zhao Fusheng.

Just now in the car, Zhao Fusheng had explained to him why he had arranged so many security personnel around him recently.

So he could understand.

If it were him, encountering such a situation, he would also be cautious.

"Woo-sung, who is this?"

The bar owner, an old acquaintance of Jung Woo-sung, looked at the tense scene with some surprise.

"He's a friend of my father-in-law and my wife."

Seeing this, Jung Woo-sung quickly said in a low voice, "Brother, have your people leave. I'm taking over the second floor today. Put it on my tab."

"Hiss!"

The owner gasped.

He had initially thought this man was a rich second-generation and had intended to get to know him.

But now, he didn't even have the thought of making an acquaintance.

Are you kidding me!

That was a friend of Lee Kun-hee. Though it might be an exaggeration, Jung Woo-sung's words revealed that this man had a significant relationship with the Samsung Lee family.

Otherwise, Jung Woo-sung, the future son-in-law of the Lee family, wouldn't be personally accompanying him.

At least, in the owner's memory, he had never heard of such a thing happening.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

The owner nodded quickly.

After speaking, he gave a slight bow in Zhao Fusheng's direction and turned to leave.

A big shot of this level was not someone he could befriend.

With just a casual word, they could have him killed.

Zhao Fusheng watched the man's retreating figure and smiled.

This was a very interesting and smart person.

At least he knew what he wanted.

Many people find it strange why those at the bottom avoid true big shots.

The reason is simple: they know they can never gain the trust of the big shots.

Like a chamber pot, once used, it's thrown away without a second thought.

So, if it's a rich second-generation, one might still try to befriend them, but with top-tier self-made tycoons, ordinary people at the bottom steer clear.

Soon, everything was arranged. The largest private room was vacated, and the rooms on both sides were filled with people from Samsung and Future Security.

"I'll call a few friends over later, is that okay?"

Jung Woo-sung asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Of course, otherwise it'll be just the two of us, which would be boring."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily. "Brother Jung, no need to be so formal."

Jung Woo-sung smiled slightly and nodded, but his demeanor didn't change.

He would have liked to be less formal, but thinking of Zhao Fusheng's status, he dismissed the idea.

Are you kidding me!

According to what Lee Boo-jin had told him before, if Zhao Fusheng tore a hole in the sky in Korea, Lee Kun-hee would patch it up for him.

That was how important Zhao Fusheng was among Samsung's partners.

Not to mention, Lee Boo-jin had admitted that he was her most important partner, and a large part of her position in Samsung was due to her relationship with him.

As her fiancé, Jung Woo-sung naturally had to maintain this relationship.

Of course.

He didn't know that Lee Boo-jin valued Zhao Fusheng so much for other reasons—besides her own ambition, it was because Zhao Fusheng held a large sum of money she had raised from the children of Korea's major chaebol families.

That money had been invested by Dong Chenxi in the internet industry, and some companies had already gone public.

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Soon, a few of Jung Woo-sung's friends arrived.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng knew them all.

Hwang Jung-min, Kim Yoon-seok, Ha Jung-woo—all were among the backbone of Korean actors at the time.

There were also a few actresses, all quite famous.

They were all from the film circle.

It seemed this was Jung Woo-sung's network within the industry.

"They were having a gathering downstairs today, and I happened to run into them."

Jung Woo-sung explained to Zhao Fusheng.

These actors, especially Korean entertainers, didn't have many places to go usually, partly due to image concerns and partly because of their habits.

So this bar had become a gathering spot for everyone.

Just now, when he went downstairs for a walk, he saw many familiar faces.

He picked a few who were good friends and of good character and invited them upstairs.

After all, he was about to become Samsung's son-in-law, and everyone knew he wouldn't be coming out to parties anymore. They were quite surprised to see him.

When Jung Woo-sung indicated there was a guest upstairs, though a bit puzzled, they came up.

"Mr. Zhao?"

Someone recognized Zhao Fusheng, after all, he and Jiang Wen had attended the Busan International Film Festival years ago.

"Long time no see."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded at Kim Hye-soo, who was approaching. "Ms. Kim, I saw your new film. It was very good."

The woman, named Kim Hye-soo, was a renowned Korean actress.

In her early forties, she had already won several Best Actress awards. Such women were rare in the Korean film industry.

And as Zhao Fusheng recalled, she was an actress aligned with Roh Moo-hyun.

That's right.

Korean actors, especially film actors, held high status and often took political stances.

For instance, Kim Hye-soo and Song Kang-ho were well-known progressives.

Song Kang-ho had made several films satirizing the current Lee Myung-bak government and later President Park.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind. He was never particularly interested in political stances.

In his view, Korea's so-called conservatives and progressives were essentially just a struggle for interests.

Although Roh Moo-hyun's personal integrity was impeccable, the people under him weren't necessarily clean.

He had investigated the story behind the film *Silenced*.

Several high-ranking officials in Roh Moo-hyun's faction were involved in that incident.

Not that they participated directly, but they chose to cover it up afterward to hush things up.

After all, Gwangju was their stronghold.

And Korea's prosecution had close ties with some of those people.

From that perspective, the conservatives who exposed the incident had actually done a good deed.

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhao."

"Hello."

Soon, people came over to greet Zhao Fusheng.

Though they had only met a few times before, these people had some understanding of Zhao Fusheng's status.

No one who made it in the actor circle was an idiot; they knew who to offend and who not to.

Someone like Zhao Fusheng was a big shot they wouldn't dare to offend even if it killed them.

Since he was a big shot, they naturally had to flatter him properly.