The perfect future of rebirth

What's more, even if it is a god, it may not be true that there is no desire and no desire.

Everyone has desires, or desires, which is normal. The size of a person's desires depends on his status.

For a beggar, his goal is to be able to live comfortably without suffering from cold or hunger.A college student who has just graduated, his goal is to have a stable job, preferably to buy a house of his own.

Song Kanghao, who is the top Korean actor, naturally has his desire.

Facing the invitation from Huaxia, Zhao Fusheng did not believe that Song Kanghao would not be tempted.

You know, classmate Jiang Wen is also considered the No. [-] person with a name and surname in South Korea.

"But you're not curious, what scene am I going to make?"

Jiang Wen glanced at Zhao Fusheng and asked a little strangely.

Zhao Fusheng blinked: "Should I be curious?"

"Aren't you the major shareholder of Future Film and Television?" Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng speechlessly and said.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and waved his hands: "It's true that I am the major shareholder, but don't forget that Future Film and Television is now responsible for its own profits and losses, and Ye Jing is responsible for everything."

"Are you going to be the hands-off shopkeeper?" Jiang Wen was stunned and speechless.

"It's just letting go of the power."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain carefully. Anyway, in his opinion, no matter how much Jiang Wen messed with him, he would never be the one who tricked him.

That's right, Lao Jiang said just now that the investor of his film is another company.

Zhao Fusheng highly appreciated this, anyway, as long as Lao Jiang doesn't let Future Film and Television invest in his messy works, let him do whatever it takes.

It's not that Zhao Fusheng is ruthless, it's that Jiang Wen is a fool, no matter how much money he throws in, he guarantees that he will compensate you without a dime left.

Although Zhao Fusheng is rich, but the money is not blown by the wind, it must make a sound when thrown into the water!

"I don't understand what you rich people think."

Jiang Wen complained helplessly to Zhao Fusheng.

The rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala is closed to the outside world, and few people can watch it up close. Even after a few years, not many photos of the rehearsal will come out.

Although the reviews of the Spring Festival Gala in recent years have not been as good as each year, overall, it is still good. At least, the quality of the program is still very interesting.

"No, is this kind of joint singing show interesting?"

Zhao Fusheng watched helplessly as the group of people above performed there, and the four of them sang a song together, which was so boring that it was outrageous.

"No way, the water here is too deep, you don't understand."

Jiang Wen said to Zhao Fusheng in a low voice: "Look at these people, apart from being able to go on stage at this kind of party, how can they usually have a chance?"

"But isn't there no money for the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I think everyone in the backstage is eating box lunch."

This is the truth. There is no reward for participating in the Spring Festival Gala. Among other things, just being on stage in front of more than one billion people is a matter of showing one's face. It is difficult for anyone to give up.

"It's because no money is given that this kind of opportunity is rare." Jiang Wen shrugged and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned and was speechless for a while.

I have to say that the water in the entertainment industry is really deep.

No, to be precise, the water in the cultural world is really deep.

"Okay, let's watch the fun."

Jiang Wen smiled, waved his hand, and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and the two watched patiently there.

After watching it for a while, Zhao Fusheng felt bored. Just as Dong Chenxi called him, he greeted Jiang Wen and left the CCTV hall.

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"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng took the phone and asked Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi smiled wryly: "Red Mountain Capital has teamed up with Softbank, and they sent me a message, hoping that we can cooperate with them and drive Yahoo out of the game."

what?

Zhao Fusheng frowned, his face changed, and his expression became ugly.

Originally, he thought that the struggle among several shareholders would not become fierce until before Ali went public, but he did not expect that they would actually start now.

"what should we do?"

Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Let's join forces."

Zhao Fusheng was silent for a while, and finally spoke slowly.

"Okay, I'll contact Masao Ono and James right now."

Dong Chenxi nodded. According to their plan, Zhao Fusheng had promised Masao Ono that he would cooperate with Softbank.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng stood there without saying a word for a long time.

Ali will be listed at the end of this year. For me, it is undoubtedly an opportunity for wealth to skyrocket. In the original history, Ali's listing has created a large number of rich people, but this time, Zhao Fusheng will undoubtedly get more if he participates.

"Ma Xiaoyun..."

Muttering something to himself, Zhao Fusheng always felt that that boss Ma would not admit defeat so willingly.

You must know that Ma Xiaoyun does not have many voting rights in Alibaba now, and Future Investment is the real major shareholder, holding most of the voting rights.

"and many more!"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned when he thought of this, because he suddenly thought that if his voting rights and Ma Xiaoyun's voting rights were combined, it seemed possible to drive Softbank and Hongshan Capital out of the game.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Fusheng picked up the phone and dialed Dong Chenxi's cell phone.

"what happened?"