The perfect future of rebirth

"Oppa..."

Zhao Fusheng only understood these two words, and he didn't understand the rest of what the woman said.

At this time, I have to say that the benefits of knowing a foreign language are really useful, at least for people like Zhao Fusheng, who can't understand what they say.

Xue Jingqiu hugged his girlfriend tightly, and it could be seen that Song Yun'er must have been drunk a lot, and her cheeks were flushed.

Before Zhao Fusheng could speak, the men in the box had already stood up, and one of them pointed at Xue Jingqiu and others and started talking a lot.

Xue Jingqiu didn't know what he said, his face turned red, obviously, he was very angry.

At this time, An Shengji and Feng Junhao also said a few words respectively, obviously they were pleading for mercy.

But it was obvious that the middle-aged man didn't intend to let it go, even if he was facing the top two figures in the Korean film industry.

This is the confidence of the chaebol!

In South Korea, no matter whether they are politicians or celebrities, they are just a group of puppets who have no power to resist in front of chaebols. If they want to control them, it will take no effort at all.

"What are they talking about?"

Zhao Fusheng watched Xue Jingqiu and others negotiating with each other with great interest, and asked Jiang Wen in a low voice.

Jiang Wenwen rolled his eyes: "I'm not a translator, the devil knows what they're talking about."

While talking, he said to Zhao Fusheng: "By the way, where is your translation assistant?"

"On this occasion, she was not allowed to come."

Of course Zhao Fusheng would not say that Pu Shanying was watching the sale of the land.

"Ok."

Jiang Wen shook his head and said.

His interpreter was still at the banquet hall, and now unless the two of them waited for the other to speak in English, otherwise, the two of them would not understand what the other was saying at all.

However, Zhao Fusheng hopes that he does not have to come forward. After all, it is not a very pleasant thing to face the chaebol. In fact, if it is not measured, this matter will help him expand his influence in the Korean film and television industry. Zhao Fusheng In fact, I don't like to meddle in such nosy things.

It's not someone I know, so if you accompany a drink, you can accompany a bar, it's none of your own business!

Although it is a bit cold-blooded to say so, Zhao Fusheng really thinks so in his heart.

Although they were talking here, in fact, there was not much time for negotiation, just a few words. The expressions of An Shengji and Feng Junhao became ugly, while Xue Jingqiu's expression became a little ferocious.

As for that Miss Song Yun'er, her face became more and more rosy, and her eyes were full of horror.

There is no way, because the content of these people's discussions is really terrible!

"Mr. An Shengji, I take the liberty to ask, if there is nothing else, I plan to leave."

Zhao Fusheng looked at An Shengji helplessly, and said slowly.

Although I don't know what they are talking about, but this feeling of being ignored is not very comfortable. Since he can't use him, then he really plans to leave.

"Sorry, you can't go!"

Just after Zhao Fusheng finished that sentence in English, he had been sitting there, looking at a young man who was communicating with the middle-aged man with An Shengji and others, and suddenly stood up and spoke in English.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "Who are you?"

"you do not know me?"

The young man was also a little surprised, and then laughed: "Korean?"

"Chinese people."

"Hello."

Some blunt Chinese, but Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised.

Looking at Jiang Wen, Zhao Fusheng smiled and looked at each other: "I am Zhao Fusheng, and you are Xin Zhixiao?"

"Are you the real boss of Han Xing Investment?"

Obviously, just now An Shengji and others still carried Zhao Fusheng out, hoping to make Xin Zhixiao retreat.

"That's it."

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly: "I don't know Director Xin, can you give me a face and let Miss Song Yuner go."

Xin Zhixiao frowned: "Do you know Song Yuner?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "To be honest, before today, I only knew her name. As for me, I just saw her for the first time."

While talking, he smiled: "It's not bad, very beautiful."

This is the truth, Song Yuner is not a beauty in the traditional sense, although Zhao Fusheng thinks she is not ugly, but it is impossible to say that she likes her.

Men, when they see a woman, their first reaction is to judge.

Of course, appreciation belongs to appreciation, it is not my own woman, so naturally there is no need to say anything more.

Xin Zhixiao glanced at Zhao Fusheng with a faint smile when he heard the words: "Really?"

Obviously, he didn't believe Zhao Fusheng's words.

After all, as a dude, in Xin Zhixiao's opinion, if this rich man from China didn't like Song Yuner's beauty, why would he make such a move?

"Miss Song has a boyfriend. It's better for Director Xin not to take her love away."

Zhao Fusheng said lightly.

However, when he said these words, there was no smile on his face at the beginning.

To be honest, confronting a rich third generation made him feel rather boring. It felt like his status had been lowered.

How to put it, I can be regarded as the self-made entrepreneurial generation.

"Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Xin Zhixiao narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhao Fusheng coldly and asked.

To be honest, he was not afraid of this rich man from China. Although all four of his bodyguards were knocked down by the other party, he knew very well that as long as he was in South Korea, no one would be able to treat him as the Lotte Xin family. How about your children.

"lesson?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and shook his head: "Everyone has their own parents, and I have no intention of overstepping their parents."