Chapter 1193 Two Mas

It must be said that Little Ma had been successfully fooled by Zhao Fusheng.

He probably didn't understand what Zhao Fusheng was thinking, but what Zhao Fusheng told him piqued his interest.

"Space is a program with great development potential. Every internet user actually has a private space of their own, where they can do what they like." Zhao Fusheng explained to Ma Huateng unhurriedly: "Whether it's Farm or other mini-games, I was the first to create them. Now I see similar mini-games popping up on various websites. I think we can definitely learn from them."

He paused and smiled: "After all, our biggest advantage is something they can never catch up with, even if they ride horses."

Ma Huateng was taken aback, sitting there lost in thought. Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words had given him quite a jolt.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly and said nothing more.

For a smart man like Ma Huateng, some things didn't need to be said too plainly; a slight hint would be enough for him to understand.

Compared to other companies, Tencent Technology's biggest advantage was its massive user base. After all, the number of QQ users was there for all to see. Though there might be some inflated figures, it had to be said that the vast majority of internet users had a QQ account.

In the internet industry, the number of users directly determined profit margins.

The key reason Shengda Technology succeeded in promoting "Legend" was not because the game was so fun, but because they had accumulated millions of users in the previous virtual community.

These people became the biggest chip in Shengda's hand.

By the same logic, Tencent Technology was no different. As long as Ma Huateng made good use of these users, Tencent's future would surely be bright.

In the original timeline, Tencent's success precisely proved this point.

However, Ma Huateng hadn't realized this yet, so Zhao Fusheng pointed it out for him.

The reason Zhao Fusheng did this was simple: for him, the better Tencent developed, the higher his own profits would be. Moreover, Zhao Fusheng was waiting to increase his stake in Tencent.

"Your suggestion is very interesting. I'll go back and arrange for people to start preparing." After a long while, Ma Huateng looked up and said to Zhao Fusheng: "But I estimate that when it's officially launched, there will be many objections and criticisms."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "I once heard a saying: the truth in this world is always in the hands of a minority. So we can't abandon the majority just because they are foolish. Because cognition requires a process. One person being smart doesn't count; if a person is too much smarter than others, that's a disaster. You become a heretic in this world, and others will regard you as a ghost or god, keeping you at arm's length. So I never consider myself a smart person; I only do what I think I should do."

Ma Huateng was thoughtful. Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words had a hidden meaning.

To be honest, Ma Huateng had a really good impression of Zhao Fusheng. From the start, he felt that Zhao Fusheng, like himself, was a man with ideas. As they interacted more, he increasingly found that this person had the shrewdness of those rivals in business, yet he didn't inspire aversion; instead, he inspired trust and reassurance. Moreover, he always acted with reason and evidence, never making those around him uncomfortable.

The feeling was that Zhao Fusheng, whether in speech or action, was very goal-oriented but had his own principles.

This time was no different; he simply gave a suggestion, and as for how to choose, he seemed not to intend to interfere.

Honestly, Ma Huateng quite liked this kind of partner.

"But, did you come today just to see me?" Ma Huateng looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Not just to see you; I have other matters."

Other matters?

Ma Huateng was a bit puzzled, looking at Zhao Fusheng in confusion. Clearly, he didn't understand Zhao Fusheng's words.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, his gaze sweeping over a figure of not very tall stature. Seeing that he had only one or two people around him, he slowly stood up and said to Ma Huateng with a smile: "Excuse me, I need to go see someone."

Ma Huateng was startled: "Who is it, worth your personal appearance?"

From his understanding of Zhao Fusheng, the person he was about to meet was probably the real reason he had shown up here today. Otherwise, given his personality, he would likely have just sent an email explaining the Space matter, or had Dong Chenxi or Zheng Yao handle it.

He would definitely not have come to such an occasion in person.

"A relative of yours from five hundred years ago." Zhao Fusheng chuckled lightly, teasing Ma Huateng, then turned and walked in another direction.

Following the direction he was heading, Ma Huateng noticed a person, and his expression immediately became interesting.

Zhao Fusheng hadn't been wrong; that person might indeed have been from the same family five hundred years ago.

But...

After carefully sizing up that person, Ma Huateng touched his own face, adjusted his glasses, and revealed a smug smile.

Even if they both had the surname Ma, he was much more handsome than that guy, wasn't he?

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Boss Ma was thinking at that moment, his expression would surely be quite interesting.

In a sense, these two Mas would become the unparalleled pair of China's internet history over the next decade.

The enterprises they founded would become part of people's daily lives.

Of course, at this moment, perhaps even they themselves hadn't imagined that they would have such a future.

"Hello, Mr. Ma."

Zhao Fusheng approached Ma Xiaoyun and gave him a smile: "First meeting, I'm Zhao Fusheng."

"Zhao Fusheng?" Upon hearing these three words, Ma Xiaoyun was visibly startled. Fortunately, his memory was always excellent. His eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise: "The Chairman of Future Group?"

Clearly, he had heard of Zhao Fusheng's name.

After all, Dong Chenxi had had quite a bit of contact with him. In Dong Chenxi's words, the cooperation between Future Investment Fund and Ma Xiaoyun was just one step away.

Under such circumstances, how could Ma Xiaoyun not know Zhao Fusheng's name?

"President Ma is too kind. Just call me Fusheng." Zhao Fusheng smiled at Ma Xiaoyun: "Do you have a moment? A few words?"

Ma Xiaoyun was a bit surprised. Although Taobao was developing well now, compared to Future Group, they were actually on par. But the problem was that Ma Xiaoyun only owned a portion of Taobao's shares, while Future Group belonged entirely to Zhao Fusheng.

In other words, this young man in front of him was much richer than himself now.

What could such a person want with him?

Ma Xiaoyun was puzzled, completely at a loss, unable to figure out what Zhao Fusheng was up to.

Could it be that this guy really had his eye on his company?

Otherwise, what was the meaning of Future Investment's previous contacts with him?

But regardless, Ma Xiaoyun responded to Zhao Fusheng's proposal, nodding with a smile: "Alright, let's go over there."

The two found a relatively quiet place. Zhao Fusheng smiled at Ma Xiaoyun: "President Ma must be wondering what I want with you, right?"

Ma Xiaoyun nodded: "To be honest, if I hadn't had prior contact with Miss Dong, I might have thought you had the wrong person, Chairman Zhao."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily. He had to admit that Ma Xiaoyun's success was for a reason. At least in terms of conversation, this person easily made others trust him.

Simply put, this guy was very good at persuading.

Just now, with just a few words, he had narrowed the distance between them. And the method was simple: he aptly mentioned Dong Chenxi's name, letting Zhao Fusheng know that he wasn't completely ignorant about him.

This was an extremely clever ambitious man!

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng made a judgment about Ma Xiaoyun in his mind.

In fact, even before meeting Ma Xiaoyun, he had already thought so. After all, this unremarkable-looking man had single-handedly built the vast Alibaba Empire, barely holding its own against the Tencent Empire created by Ma Huateng.

It was impossible that he didn't have extraordinary skills.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng couldn't even guarantee that he could gain an advantage in front of them.

But regardless, since he had chosen to come this far, he had to do something.

Looking at Ma Xiaoyun, Zhao Fusheng smiled: "I do know a bit about your meetings with Miss Dong. To be honest, I rarely involve myself in the affairs of my subsidiaries."

Ma Xiaoyun was taken aback, then smiled wryly.

He knew that Zhao Fusheng's words, which sounded a bit pretentious, were actually true.

He had also heard a bit about Future Group's organizational structure. Simply put, it spanned several industries—advertising, investment, film production—and was a comprehensive conglomerate.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng had plenty of talent under him to make money; he didn't need to do everything himself like Ma Xiaoyun did.

But Ma Xiaoyun didn't envy Zhao Fusheng. Everyone had their strengths; some were good at overall command, while he himself enjoyed tinkering with internet e-commerce. Different strokes for different folks.

"Fusheng, if you're here to tease me, I don't think that's necessary, is it?" Ma Xiaoyun said blandly, looking at Zhao Fusheng with a half-smile.

Clearly, he was also curious about why Zhao Fusheng had sought him out.

After all, from a certain perspective, there seemed to be no need for the two of them to meet.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly, tapping his fingers on the table in a rhythmic manner. After a long while, just as Ma Xiaoyun was about to lose patience, Zhao Fusheng suddenly spoke: "President Ma, have you ever considered getting a new major shareholder for your company?"

At that moment, Ma Xiaoyun stood frozen like a wooden chicken.