Looking at the reports on the newspaper in your hand—

"How can this be done!" Fu Jiajun was furious. "I have never done such a thing before!"

Seeing Fu Jiajun getting angry, Fu Yunheng seemed very calm, "You know whether to do it or not. The problem is that the matter has come out now, how should you solve it?"

"This..." Fu Jiajun became mute.

When Song Zhichao saw Fu Jiajun read the newspaper, he was angry. While he was talking to his father, he took the newspaper and read it.

Only after seeing this did I understand why Fu Jiajun was so angry, I saw a big news published on the front page of the newspaper.

The title is: The rich family smells of wine and meat, and there are bones that are frozen to death on the road.

The subtitle is: Prince Fulihua is having fun, hotel employees demonstrate on the street to ask for their salary!

Then there was a big photo. In the photo, more than a dozen Fulihua employees held up two banners, "I want to survive" and "I am unkind to be rich" and marched on the streets.

At this time, Macau is different from Hong Kong. Hong Kong has laws specifically for demonstrations to prevent them as soon as possible. Macau is now in a "unprepared" state. Those Portuguese officials are all focused on making money. The more chaotic Macau, the better, so that they have an excuse to make more money. So there are frequent marchs and demonstrations. When things get big, these responsible government officials will send police officers to blackmail these big bosses. If they pay the money, they will help settle the demonstration. If they don't pay the money, you will be waiting to be in trouble.

Fu Yunheng's business world has been ups and downs for many years, and of course he understands the tricks. But Fu Jiajun doesn't understand. He immediately suggested to his father: "Their demonstrations are illegal, and it is clearly infringing on our reputation. We can sue them!"

Fu Yunheng looked at his son, "Is it useful to sue them?"

Before Fu Jiajun could speak, Fu Yunheng said again: "I only caught these puppets, but I couldn't find those who were messing around, and I was eventually fooled."

"This--" Fu Jiajun really doesn't like this kind of nerve-wracking thing. What he is best at is eating, drinking and having fun, especially investing in movies.

"A Chao, what do you think?" Seeing that the baby son couldn't answer the question, Fu Yunheng actually turned around and asked Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao said without hesitation: "Since someone is making a fool, then make this fool bigger. His purpose is nothing more than to ruin the reputation of the Fu family. If I guess it is good, they must have another purpose..." He looked at Fu Yunheng deeply, "Mr. Fu, do I want me to express their purpose?"

Fu Yunheng looked at Song Zhichao and said nothing.

Fu Jiajun was anxious, "Achao, what are their purpose?"

Song Zhichao looked at Fu Yunheng again.

Fu Yunheng then said, "Since you know, let's talk it out."

Song Zhichao nodded and then said: "Actually, the other party did this to ruin the Fu family. The only purpose is to seize the right to use the land of Fulihua Hotel!"

Fu Jiajun: “…”

But Fu Yunheng couldn't help but look at Song Zhichao more, which was meaningful.

Song Zhichao continued: "As we all know, land use in Macau is generally divided into private land and rented land. The land of Fulihua Hotel belongs to the Macau government. The Macau government granted it to the Fu family for a 25-year lease. The Fu family has been renewed for a few years and has been around 30 years now, and it happens to expire this year."

"If there is no mistake, as the original land tenant enjoys the advantage of priority renewal, the Fu family can also acquire the right to use this land, and the Fulihua Hotel can continue to exist. But for the Cha family, this land is definitely a treasure land for making a fortune, especially now that Macau is worth every inch of land, the soaring housing prices have increased the price of the land. The Cha family, including others, are determined to take down, renovate, or rebuild the land occupied by Fulihua, whether it is built into a casino, a supermarket, or a department store... According to the current real estate market, it can make a big profit."

"Now, Fulihua has experienced employee demonstrations, which has fundamentally smeared the Fu family, giving other people with a heartfelt excuse to be unkind, and public opinion will be hyped up immediately. If I guess well, many newspapers will follow up with major magazines. Whether someone pays money behind it or the newspapers want to reduce sales, the Fu family is doomed this time, and even more hidden secrets of the Fu family will be thrown out. Since it is to be smeared, of course, the darker the better. In this way, the reputation of the Fu family has been impacted and face is ruined. In the future, it will be very difficult for the Fu family to renew the land."

"To sum up, in fact, the Cha family has made so many things this time, whether it is to prevent Mr. Fu and Miss He from meeting and discussing, or to compete with the Fu family for joining forces with King He, and now use this trick to make it difficult for the Fu family to make it difficult for them to be the ultimate goal of annexing Fulihua. To be precise, it is to annex the land occupied by Fulihua!"

After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he looked at Fu Yunheng meaningfully and said, "Mr. Fu, let me dare. If I guessed well, you would have known this a long time ago. The reason why you asked Mr. Fu to come to Macau this time was to lure the snake out of the hole. You should have been prepared for all this in front of you."

As soon as Fu Jiajun heard this, he immediately looked at his father, "Dad, is everything Achae said true? This time you sent me to Macau not because I can do it or to train me, but because you treated me as bait?"

Fu Yunheng was questioned by his son, but his face remained unchanged. He smiled indifferently: "Everyone has his own value and uses his own uses. As long as he can help the Fu family, why should you care about the reason for coming to Macau this time?"

Fu Jiajun was choked by his father's words and thought to himself, is my value to be thrown out as bait by you?

"What should we do now?" Fu Jiajun believed Song Zhichao. Since his father guessed these, he would definitely leave behind the tricks.

Fu Yunheng did not answer directly, but looked at Song Zhichao again and asked with a smile: "Achao, what do you think?"

Fu Jiajun rolled his eyes. Why did he throw the questions to Achao every time he asked his father himself?

Song Zhichao seemed very confident and smiled and said, "Since Mr. Fu asked me, I will dare to say it."

"As I said just now, since the other party wants to make a fool, we might as well make this ghost just big. The reason why the hotel employees demonstrated was for money. Money can make the ghost push the grinding, not to mention these fence-makers who are jealous of money. If the plan is good, they should spend a little money to get them done, but how to clean them up next has become a problem..."

"If you want to whitewash your reputation, ordinary wealthy families donate to orphanages and welfare homes, or lead teams to do charity directly. However, these are obviously too out of date. Today's era is an era of information explosion, so I think the best way to whitewash is to make movies!"

"Ah, make a movie?" Fu Jiajun said.

Fu Yunheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Song Zhichao quietly.

However, Song Zhichao clearly knew what the "movies" of this era meant. Not to mention anything else, a drama could influence who is a good person and who is a bad person.

Not to mention movies, just talking about TV series reflects everything, such as the old Hong Kong TV series "The Unforgiven" in which the character played by Wen Zhaolun was too bad in the play, killed and set fire to the fire, and in reality he was thrown rotten eggs, followed, and scolded. But is Wen Zhaolun really a bad person?

There is also the big movie "The Legend of the Five Billion Inspector Lei Luo" released not long ago. Now the box office in Hong Kong has exceeded 20 million. Among them, the big detective "Lei Luo" is played by Andy Lau. Because he is too handsome and the legendary story written, it has turned Lei Luo, a corrupt criminal, into a hero who is struggling and striving, which has made many people admire him. In reality, Lei Luo's prototype is actually a black policeman and a person who violated the law.

Therefore, whether it is TV or movies, they are top weapons that can influence people's thoughts and public opinion. Song Zhichao knows this better than anyone else.

Therefore, facing the doubts of Fu Yunheng and Fu Jiajun, Song Zhichao said confidently: "Yes, it's just to make a movie, to make an epic film that reflects the ups and downs of the Fu family, to completely whitewash the Fu family in the play, and the most important point is..." Song Zhichao deliberately paused for a moment before saying: "A press conference was held to announce the donation of all the box office earned after the release of this play!"

After hearing this sentence, Fu Yunheng, who was originally calm, showed a hint of surprise and stared at Song Zhichao and said, "It's a good idea to make a movie and donate the box office, but... is time too urgent?"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Is it urgent? This is Macau, and next door is Hong Kong. There are many fast gunmen filming filming. A movie is filmed in seven days and will be released directly after filming. There is something like this!"

"Are you talking about the fat Wang Jing?" Fu Jiajun said, "The box office of "The Legend of Lei Luo, a 500 million detective," he just finished filming, was almost making a big profit!"

Song Zhichao laughed, "That's better. Write a script to pursue the victory. Maybe the Fu family's movies will be a big hit at the box office!"

Fu Yunheng also smiled and suddenly said, "Achao, do you have time? You're a little hungry. Why don't we go and eat something first and talk while eating!"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "It is better to obey your orders than respect."

Fu Jiajun: “…”

He knew clearly that his old beans didn't ask for breakfast easily, so his eyes looked at Song Zhichao in a wrong way.

"Bad, I'll go too!"

"You stay here and have a good rest. What should you eat? Let the nurse bring it to you!" Fu Yunheng waved his hand and took Song Zhichao away, not even looking at Fu Jiajun behind him.

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