Chapter 1192: Sowing Discord

In fact, if she hadn't been so harsh in front of Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao actually had a decent impression of Liu Ming.

Men these days—the talented ones are ugly, the handsome ones earn little, the high earners don't care about family, those who care about family are unambitious, the ambitious are unromantic, the romantic are unreliable, and the reliable are too honest…

So finding a suitable man is really not easy.

If there's a chance, you have to seize it quickly.

Whether the other person has a girlfriend or not doesn't really matter; even if they're married, so what?

Who's whose husband? We're all just temporary workers.

Who's whose wife? We're all just drains.

But unfortunately, Liu Ming didn't realize that if he had just followed the routine, even pretending to be his former self, Zheng Yao wouldn't have minded too much. But his single-minded desire to see Zhao Fusheng and Han Bin make a fool of themselves made Zheng Yao truly lose interest in him.

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng and Han Bin were already standing before Zhu Yushi and his group.

"Who are you?"

The person beside Zhu Yushi was a bit puzzled, but Zhao Fusheng didn't stand on ceremony, waving at Zhu Yushi: "Chairman Zhu, we meet again."

At this point, Liu Ming and Zheng Yao also walked over, wearing expressions of schadenfreude, expecting to see Zhao Fusheng embarrassed. But upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Liu Ming was stunned.

Clearly, that guy seemed to know Chairman Zhu.

And the next moment, something even more surprising happened.

Zhu Yushi, known for his eccentric temper and indifference to strangers, paused for a moment upon seeing the young man, then burst into laughter, quickened his pace, walked up to him, extended his hand, and said: "Planner Zhao, we meet again."

Planner Zhao?

Liu Ming was dumbfounded. A flash of insight struck him, and he suddenly realized what those three words meant. He turned his head sharply to look at Zheng Yao.

Only to find that Zheng Yao had quietly moved a few steps away from him.

"Yes, it seems we haven't seen each other for a long time. Chairman Zhu, you're still vigorous and imposing," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, casually complimenting him. "I feel you've been in a pretty good mood lately."

"Planner Zhao, oh no, I should call you Chairman Zhao," Zhu Yushi laughed heartily, clearly pleased by Zhao Fusheng's praise. He said to Zhao Fusheng: "You've kept me in the dark. I never expected Future Group to be yours. How about treating me to a meal someday and making it up to me with a few marketing plans?"

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes. This guy really knew how to scheme, waiting for him here.

Shaking his head, Zhao Fusheng said: "For marketing plans, talk to President Zheng; I'm not in charge. Also, this is Han Bin, the general manager of Aipu Mobile. Uh, he's also now in charge of Aipu Investments. He's interested in one of your company's projects. If you're looking for investment, you can talk to him."

With that, he pointed at Han Bin, making the introductions.

Han Bin naturally seized the opportunity and began chatting with Zhu Yushi.

Thanks to Zhao Fusheng's influence, Zhu Yushi wouldn't be unreasonable and walk away. Besides, he did have projects that needed external funding.

In essence, the two just needed an opportunity to get acquainted.

And Zhao Fusheng served as the perfect bridge.

Whether they could reach a deal afterward was their business, none of Zhao Fusheng's concern, and he had no interest in knowing.

He wasn't the type to meddle.

"You two chat; I have things to do, so I'll take my leave," Zhao Fusheng said to Zhu Yushi and Han Bin.

Both nodded and said goodbye to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng turned and left. As he passed Liu Ming, he shrugged but said nothing.

At that moment, Liu Ming's face was pale, and he looked terrible.

He was proud and arrogant, not stupid. Someone who could chat amiably with Zhu Yushi and even seem on equal footing was certainly not someone he could provoke.

More importantly, Liu Ming had realized why Zheng Yao had distanced herself from him.

The reason was simple: the person he had just humiliated was precisely her boss.

Anyone would know what to do in that situation, and Zheng Yao wasn't crazy. Unless her brain was addled, she wouldn't continue to stand with him.

"President Liu, I think we should have someone else handle the cooperation between our two companies," Zheng Yao said slowly, walking up to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's vision went dark, and he suddenly felt terrible.

…

…

Zhao Fusheng had no interest in Liu Ming's feelings.

He was now standing in front of a table, looking with interest at someone before him.

"Why are you here?"

Ma Huateng looked helplessly at Zhao Fusheng. He was truly at a loss with this elusive partner.

Initially, Ma Huateng's impression of Zhao Fusheng was that of a tech geek, but as they interacted more, he gradually discovered that this guy seemed to have a hand in every business.

Finance, internet, advertising, and even the film industry. After learning about Future Group's situation, Ma Huateng found that he couldn't figure out which industry Zhao Fusheng intended to settle in.

As an entrepreneur from an ordinary family who got rich early, Ma Huateng knew that although the domestic environment now couldn't compare to the mid-1990s when he started his business, building a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars from scratch in just a few years wasn't easy.

So he was genuinely curious about Zhao Fusheng.

Of course, Ma Huateng meant no harm. After all, his cooperation with Zhao Fusheng had been very pleasant; Zhao Fusheng fully supported his decisions in the company and occasionally offered good advice.

It was no exaggeration to say that an investor like Zhao Fusheng was welcome in any company.

Ma Huateng also knew that Zhao Fusheng didn't like crowds, so seeing him today was quite unexpected.

"Nothing much, just came to look around," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, pulling up a chair and sitting down across from Ma Huateng. "So, I just saw you trying to pitch QQ to Zhang Ruimin, but he wasn't interested at all."

Ma Huateng smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter. I didn't expect him to like it anyway."

Then he shrugged: "It would be surprising if there were no generation gap."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then nodded. Ma Huateng had a point. For people of Zhang Ruimin's age, chat tools were probably too avant-garde. They likely rarely used computers and still mostly stuck to old ways of thinking.

Their acceptance of new things wasn't that high, so Zhang Ruimin's rejection was within Ma Huateng's expectations.

For him, today's event was just a stage—a stage to showcase Tencent Technology's core products to many business magnates.

Incidentally, Zhao Fusheng's appearance today was the biggest surprise for Ma Huateng.

"By the way, you mentioned before that you hoped we could add some mini-games to the platform. Can you elaborate?" Ma Huateng, being a tech entrepreneur, was still sensitive to technical matters despite his wealth. He had remembered something Zhao Fusheng casually mentioned in an email.

Hearing Ma Huateng's words, Zhao Fusheng blinked, feeling a slight pang of guilt. Perhaps Tencent Technology's path of imitation would officially begin with him this time.

But thinking about it, since in this life he was the founder of both Xiaonei and Kaixin, his psychological burden was lighter. Moreover, recalling the famous Kaixin001 incident in his previous life, Zhao Fusheng felt his approach was justifiable.

"It's simple. Have you played Kaixin?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Ma Huateng with a smile. His tone was like, "Have you heard of Amway?"