Chapter 1621 The Final Decision

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng was not at all surprised to see Lee Boo-jin. After all, this was the Shilla Hotel. If she didn't even have that much ability, she would have wasted the reputation of the Samsung Lee family.

"I'm sorry for the abrupt intrusion."

Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Lee Boo-jin said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head upon hearing this: "Sister Boo-jin, you're too polite. I just arrived as well, so it's hardly an intrusion."

Although he didn't know her purpose, since she had come to him, he couldn't very well drive her away. Moreover, Zhao Fusheng had returned this time precisely to discuss cooperation with Lee Boo-jin.

"Alright then, shall we talk?"

Lee Boo-jin looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and chuckled lightly.

To be honest, he had a fairly good impression of this eldest daughter of the Lee family. At the very least, in front of him, Lee Boo-jin had never acted arrogantly.

Zhao Fusheng was quite satisfied with this.

In interpersonal interactions, one must first understand that everyone has another side. You cannot expect someone to be amiable to you while maintaining the same attitude toward others.

A person who seems like an angel in your eyes might be a devil in someone else's.

Not everyone understands this principle.

But Zhao Fusheng understood it clearly.

Therefore, despite the poor external reputation of Samsung, in Zhao Fusheng's view, it had nothing to do with him. He was just a businessman looking for his partners, nothing more.

Since it was an informal negotiation, there was no need for such formality. Lee Boo-jin and Zhao Fusheng chose to meet at the place where they had first met.

The reason was simple: she was treating him to a meal.

Zhao Fusheng gladly agreed. As a guest, he would follow the host's arrangements; there was no place he couldn't go.

Though reluctant to admit it, the lives of the wealthy truly exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

For instance, even though it was just Zhao Fusheng and Lee Boo-jin, the dishes served—and their value—Zhao Fusheng felt, were enough for an ordinary family to earn over several years.

On this point, Zhao Fusheng had to admit that he was indeed a bit petty, probably due to the limitations of his previous life.

"What's wrong? Not to your taste?"

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng wasn't eating and seemed lost in thought, Lee Boo-jin asked with some surprise.

Zhao Fusheng quickly shook his head: "No, no, I was just thinking about something."

"Oh, I see."

Lee Boo-jin nodded.

This was not their first meeting, and with a good impression of each other, the meal had a pleasant atmosphere.

"Fusheng, are you very interested in film and television production?"

Lee Boo-jin asked Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

To be honest, she was genuinely puzzled by Zhao Fusheng's attendance at the Busan International Film Festival. Logically, for a wealthy man of his caliber, interest in the film industry shouldn't be that strong.

After all, not everyone was like the Shin father and son, who enjoyed playing around with actresses.

In Lee Boo-jin's impression, celebrities were just commodities; their value depended on how much profit they could generate for her.

"It's not really about interest," Zhao Fusheng said calmly. "It's just that my wife enjoys acting and has become an actress. Plus, some friends of mine are actors, so I've dabbled in this industry."

Then he smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, Sister Boo-jin, you have a cousin whose business includes this area, right?"

Lee Boo-jin was taken aback, then gave a wry smile.

She naturally knew who Zhao Fusheng was referring to—none other than her cousin Lee Jae-hyun.

The chairman of CJ Group.

The恩怨情仇 of the Samsung Lee family could fill a melodramatic TV series, and an extremely long one at that. Even Lee Boo-jin herself had no rebuttal to Zhao Fusheng's words.

"If I recall, Hanxing Investment has a partnership with my cousin, doesn't it?"

Lee Boo-jin was no pushover either, and she promptly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, not surprised at all. Given Lee Boo-jin's intelligence capabilities, it would be strange if she hadn't found this out.

"That's right. Chairman Lee Jae-hyun is a good partner," Zhao Fusheng admitted frankly. "To be honest, before I met you, Sister Boo-jin, the person I most wanted to ally with was Chairman Lee."

The 'Chairman Lee' he referred to was naturally not Lee Kun-hee, but Lee Jae-hyun.

"You are quite candid."

Lee Boo-jin laughed upon hearing this, looking at Zhao Fusheng meaningfully: "I thought you might try to quibble a bit."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Why would I quibble? It's just business. To me, whether it's CJ or Samsung, they are both just partners. Sister Boo-jin, you're not a child. If you lack the discernment to understand that, then I think it might be unnecessary for us to cooperate. What do you think?"

Lee Boo-jin was stunned, staring at Zhao Fusheng, unable to speak for a long time.

She hadn't expected that this guy would have such a theory.

But she had to admit, Zhao Fusheng's words did seem to make some sense.

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Many people think that business negotiations must be extremely tedious—a back-and-forth, a war of words, each side trying to destroy the other at the negotiating table.

After all, that's how it's portrayed in TV shows, movies, or literary works.

But in reality?

Negotiations, especially business negotiations, are usually quite harmonious as long as the parties are not mortal enemies.

Especially for people like Zhao Fusheng and Lee Boo-jin, who have no conflicts of interest and whose only goal is to need each other, there is even less reason for tension.

In fact, they even enjoyed their conversation, presenting a picture of mutual goodwill.

"Fusheng, to be honest, I've always believed that the internet industry will grow faster in the future than it does now," Lee Boo-jin said slowly, looking at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "You're right. In fact, the signs are already there. The development of the internet is indeed very fast."

He paused and laughed: "If it weren't, do you think I would have invested in so many internet companies?"

Lee Boo-jin was silent, thinking to herself that this guy couldn't be a little modest.

But she had to admit that Zhao Fusheng had reason to be proud. According to the information she had gathered, his investment instincts were remarkably accurate, and all the internet companies he had invested in were growing rapidly.

Even the matchmaking website he bought had become the largest online matchmaking platform in China.

"What, Sister Boo-jin, do you disagree?"

Seeing Lee Boo-jin's expression, Zhao Fusheng suddenly laughed and asked her.

Lee Boo-jin shot him a glare. She wasn't stupid; she could tell he was just showing off.

"Fine, fine. The victor is king, the loser is a bandit. You're right, of course," Lee Boo-jin said irritably.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged and said nothing more, knowing that Lee Boo-jin was about to get down to business.

"Sister Boo-jin, are you representing yourself or Samsung?"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly asked Lee Boo-jin.

Lee Boo-jin was startled, somewhat surprised: "Is there a difference between representing myself and representing Samsung? After all, everyone knows I'm Lee Kun-hee's daughter."

This was her honest thought. No matter what she did, in others' eyes, she was firmly branded with the Samsung Lee family label. Though helpless, she had been used to it since childhood.

No matter how outstanding her achievements, others saw them as理所当然. With Samsung as her backing, if she couldn't do well, wouldn't that mean she was unworthy of being called the Samsung princess?

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Of course there's a difference. In the former case, you are Lee Boo-jin; in the latter, you are Samsung Group."

Her pupils constricted, Lee Boo-jin looked at Zhao Fusheng, her expression turning serious.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the implication of Zhao Fusheng's words. Clearly, he was giving her advice.

"I have a good impression of you, Sister Boo-jin. So if you cooperate with me personally, I think I could sell you some Facebook shares. But if you represent Samsung Group, then I think we can talk about Samsung joining Alibaba's board of directors."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Lee Boo-jin and said slowly.

At that moment, he finally made his decision.