The perfect future of rebirth

"Cooperation?"

Jiang Wen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Tsk tsk, the cooperation of super rich people like you is really..."

Obviously, he can no longer describe his current feelings in words.

ps: There is one more chapter tonight, at least [-] words today!

Chapter 1 The Real Party

Zhao Fusheng could clearly feel that when he returned to the banquet hall again, these people in the Korean film and television industry were more in awe of him.

That's right, awe!

Although a group of people were very enthusiastic about him before, but at that time it was because they knew that he was a rich man, and everyone went for his money.

To put it bluntly, in many people's minds, they actually regarded Zhao Fusheng as a rich man from China.

It's not just women who like to do things like fishing for a winner, but people in the film and television industry like it even more.

After all, no matter whether it is a celebrity artist, a woman, or those screenwriters and directors, in essence, they are all trying to please others, and only by pleasing others can they get benefits.

Artists want to please the audience, women want to please men, and screenwriters and directors want to please investors.

When the audience is happy, they can support a certain artist, buy the artist's album, and watch the artist's movie.

When a man is happy, he can spend money on a woman and go through fire and water for her.

When the investors are happy, the works of screenwriters and directors can have investment, and can change from scripts to movies and TV series.

Before Song Yuner's turmoil broke out, in their eyes, Zhao Fusheng was someone who could please him, as long as he was fooled, he would definitely get a very high return.

But now, no one dares to think so.

What an international joke!

A person who can face up to the director of Lotte Xin's family, and was invited to drink tea by the three-star eldest princess, treat him as a winner, is it too long?

Unless they are crazy, few people dare to challenge the majesty of Samsung head-on!

Especially when Li Fuzhen has made a gesture of treating Zhao Fusheng as his guest, unless Li Fuzhen and Zhao Fusheng turn their faces, few people in the Korean film and television circle would dare to provoke Zhao Fusheng.

this is the truth.

It is said that the life of a person is the shadow of a tree.

For Koreans, Li Fuzhen can be called the eldest princess because she is the eldest lady of Samsung.

Zhao Fusheng also noticed the changes in the attitudes of the people around him, especially people like Feng Junhao and Song Kanghao. If everyone was still chatting and laughing and proud of their talents before, now, the eyes of several people looking at him are full of awe.

But he didn't care about the attitude, these people are just objects to him, it's okay to be courteous and virtuous, but it's impossible for Zhao Fusheng to please deliberately.

The status and status are here, the only people in this world that Zhao Fusheng can intentionally please are his parents, wife and daughter.

Zhao Fusheng doesn't care about other people, even if it is the head of a country.

In a country like South Korea where money is paramount, the wealth one owns is one's own amulet.

"President Zhao, today, thank you very much."

At this time, Xue Jingqiu and Song Yun'er walked over. The latter's cheeks were slightly red, but between his brows and eyes, he had already woken up. It was obvious that what happened just now was undoubtedly a shock to her, and now she looked a little listless.

After all, Zhao Fusheng saved them, and they would not leave out of reason, so of course they had to come over to thank them.

As for other things, there is no need to worry, Xin Zhixiao should not have the guts to make trouble again, otherwise, it would be slapping Li Fuzhen's face.

In the face of Samsung, Xin Zhixiao doesn't have the capital and qualifications yet.

"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence. If it were anyone, they would choose to help."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Xue Jingqiu indifferently, and said calmly.

Although he disagrees with this person's personal character and private life, Zhao Fusheng is very clear that it is his private life, and he has no right to interfere in the judgment. What's more, who can tell right from wrong when it comes to emotional matters?

Even An Neixiang, his own brother, didn't say anything. As an outsider, it's better not to speak casually.

In terms of emotional matters, if you agree, you will get along, if you don't agree, you will separate, and you just need to be safe.

That kind of behavior of trying to smear the other party even after breaking up is undoubtedly the lowest level.

"Thank you very much."

Song Yuner spoke slowly, speaking in English.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Miss Song, you're welcome. Women have always been victims of this kind of thing. I can understand. If you don't feel well, you'd better go back and rest."

The other party gave him a good impression, and Zhao Fusheng didn't want her to stay here too embarrassing.

Xue Jingqiu gave Zhao Fusheng a grateful look, and pulled Song Yuner away.

The others looked at each other, and those with insufficient status naturally left one after another. After all, the next thing is the business of the big bosses.

Feng Junhao obviously planned to chat with Zhao Fusheng again, and so did An Shengji.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it and accepted their invitation with pleasure.

In the end, Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen, together with An Shengji, Song Kanghao, Cui Minzhi and others, left the Shilla Hotel and found a new hotel.

Of course, those who are eligible to be together this time must at least have the title of actor and actress.

But when they came to this place, Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised.

"Six seven eight barbecue?"

When Zhao Fusheng got off the car, he stood at the door and asked some strange questions.

"Why, do you think it's a little strange?"

An Shengji was beside Zhao Fusheng and asked with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, greeted his translator and assistant Pu Shanying who came in a hurry, and pointed to the signboard at the door: "Who is this fat man?"

In my impression, this seems to be a Korean host.

"Jiang Hudong, a well-known host in China."

Pu Shanying said to Zhao Fusheng respectfully.

She didn't explain anything else. As a secretary assistant, she still needs to have some insight.