Chapter 1558: Joining Forces

In a sense, Masao Ono actually had a good impression of Zhao Fusheng. He was an extremely clever young man who knew very well what he needed.

The more a person was like this, the easier it was to deal with, because as long as you offered enough benefits to attract him, you could facilitate cooperation with him.

But the problem was that Masao Ono always wanted to take advantage, which was awkward.

On Zhao Fusheng's side, taking advantage was not that easy.

So this time, in joining forces with Future Investment, Ono was truly sincere, hoping to drive Sequoia and Yahoo out of the game together with Zhao Fusheng.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng had been persuaded by him at first, yet he insisted on acquiring Marvel, and things dragged on until now.

Finally, this guy returned to China, but he went to visit James of Sequoia Capital. Could it be that he was going to back out?

With such feelings, Masao Ono met with Zhao Fusheng.

"Zhao, I always thought we were friends." Masao Ono looked at Zhao Fusheng with an unhappy expression, his face serious, as if telling Zhao Fusheng: I am very unhappy now!

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "Mr. Ono, you and I are both smart people. Whether we are friends or not, don't you know in your heart?"

Masao Ono fell silent.

In fact, with a relationship like theirs, he himself knew that talk of friends was irrelevant. Everyone said we were friends, but when it came to stabbing each other in the back, they wouldn't hesitate at all.

As a seasoned player, how could Masao Ono not understand this?

The reason he said that just now was actually just to put some pressure on Zhao Fusheng.

After all, he still held hope, hoping to cooperate with Future Investment and jointly control the overall situation of Alibaba.

After all, Alibaba's development was now too fast. Many investment companies saw the potential of this company, and everyone greatly admired the vision of the four companies: SoftBank, Future Investment, Sequoia Capital, and Yahoo.

Of course, while admiring, they were also watching for an opportunity to get a piece of the pie.

"Mr. Ono, you should know that I went to see Mr. James."

Unexpectedly, before Masao Ono could speak, Zhao Fusheng himself brought up his itinerary.

Frowning, Masao Ono looked at Zhao Fusheng in confusion, not quite understanding the meaning of his words.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "I think that relying on just the two of us, cooperation seems a bit difficult."

Ono was stunned for a moment, then asked Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "You don't mean to say you plan to cooperate with Sequoia Capital, do you?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily: "What, is that not allowed?"

Masao Ono was completely taken aback, staring at Zhao Fusheng in astonishment, and asked with some surprise: "You, what exactly do you want to do?"

At this point, he suddenly realized that this guy Zhao Fusheng seemed to be planning something remarkable.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, looked at Masao Ono, and said word by word: "Actually, it's nothing. I think it's not enough for just the two of us to join forces. I hope to persuade Mr. James that the three of us should join forces to force Yahoo out!"

"This..."

Masao Ono stood there, unable to utter a word for a long time. He originally wanted to object, but upon careful thought, he had to admit that what Zhao Fusheng said made some sense.

Three against one and two against two—this was a very simple math problem. Not to mention Zhao Fusheng or himself, even a child of a few years old would know what to do.

Thinking of this, Masao Ono narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "From the very beginning, you were playing this angle, weren't you?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Ono, I'm just making a suggestion. As for the specifics, it depends on your thoughts."

After all, he wasn't in a hurry; it was Masao Ono who was anxious.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng smiling at him, Masao Ono sighed inwardly and shook his head helplessly.

He had to admit that Zhao Fusheng was too clever.

As Zhao Fusheng said, the one in a hurry was himself; he was sitting firmly in the fishing boat, not anxious at all.

"So, Mr. Ono, what do you think of my suggestion?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Masao Ono with a half-smile.

Masao Ono looked helpless but did not answer Zhao Fusheng immediately. Instead, he looked at Zhao Fusheng for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Chairman Zhao, I have to admit that you are a very smart businessman."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I won't deny that."

"I will contact James."

After a long while, Masao Ono said.

Now, he could only do as Zhao Fusheng suggested, because he dared not take risks.

If the situation Zhao Fusheng described really occurred, the one in the most trouble would undoubtedly be himself.

"I hope everything goes smoothly." Zhao Fusheng smiled at Masao Ono: "Miss Dong will soon finish her business in the US. I think you can meet there then, what do you say?"

"I'll take your word for it."

Masao Ono glanced at Zhao Fusheng and said indifferently.

He really didn't want to deal with Zhao Fusheng anymore now. This guy was simply too clever, impossible to guard against.

Or to put it more bluntly, when communicating with Dong Chenxi, at least there were clues to follow, and he could judge what the other party was thinking or what they wanted.

But when negotiating with Zhao Fusheng, Masao Ono felt that he couldn't see through what this young man needed. His ideas were always so unconventional, with no trace to follow.

Such a person was hard to deal with.

Naturally, Zhao Fusheng didn't know what he looked like in Masao Ono's mind, nor was he interested in finding out. After conveying his thoughts to Masao Ono, Zhao Fusheng directly chose to leave.

Masao Ono watched Zhao Fusheng's back and suddenly felt that this guy was really, as Sun Zhengyi said, a person hard to see through.

"Maybe I really am getting old."

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...

Zhao Fusheng didn't care whether Masao Ono was old or not, but he really felt that he himself was getting old.

Especially looking at his daughter lying in the crib, Zhao Fusheng felt a strange sensation that he actually had a daughter.

Looking at that small figure, he felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was great—it was the future of a family, a child.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fan Baobao saw Zhao Fusheng staring at their daughter in a daze and asked curiously.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Nothing, just thinking that maybe in another ten years or so, when our daughter grows up, we'll be old."

Fan Baobao was momentarily speechless, but upon careful thought, she found that what Zhao Fusheng said seemed to make some sense. When children grow up, parents naturally grow old.

She just didn't expect that they would also reach this point.

"I feel like I just graduated from college."

Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng and said irritably: "And in the blink of an eye, I have a daughter."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, looking innocent: "Blame me!"

"Of course it's your fault."

Fan Baobao snorted, leaning on her husband's shoulder: "If you weren't so good to me, I definitely wouldn't have chosen to have a child so early."

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily, not thinking he was wrong at all. He hugged Fan Baobao's shoulder and said softly: "It's okay, even if our Baobao has a daughter, she'll still be the most beautiful."

After a pause, he whispered to Fan Baobao: "When our daughter is weaned, I'll have Ye Jing arrange for you to participate in film shooting at Marvel, so we can make a splash in Hollywood."

"No way."

Fan Baobao shook her head repeatedly upon hearing this: "Are you kidding? With my level, going to Hollywood? I'd just embarrass myself and make people laugh at me."

She didn't think her current acting skills were qualified for a place like the Oscars.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then realized that Fan Baobao had misunderstood, thinking he wanted her to participate in Hollywood Oscar-level films.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng explained: "You're overthinking it. I mean, you can participate in some commercial films to build up your fame. Later, if there's a suitable role, we can take it. What do you think?"

Hearing her husband's words, Fan Baobao blinked and suddenly felt a bit tempted.