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Chapter 1623 Secret Discussion

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第1623章 密议

What is the most intuitive expression of goodwill?

It is not obedience, for that is a soldier's duty. Nor is it speaking kind words, because in many people's eyes that is just lip service; flowery talk often has no practical meaning.

The most obvious expression of goodwill is action.

Just like if you like someone, saying 'I love you' ten thousand times is not as good as transferring 52,000 yuan.

No matter how beautifully you speak, it is not as good as doing something practical.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng thought so too. For instance, if a person could obviously enjoy a life of wealth and luxury but willingly lives in poverty, then that person's thinking must be incomprehensible to others. If a person persists for decades in doing something with no future and refuses to improve, then that person must have a problem with their mind.

If a person gives up a well-paid life for the sake of an ideal and willingly lives a frugal life—

Well, such a person deserves respect.

Human nature is that complicated.

Just like in many people's eyes, a professor who returns from studying abroad spends decades doing scientific research in the deep mountains and Gobi, seeking neither fame nor profit, while his classmate becomes famous, wins the Nobel Prize in Physics, marries a beautiful wife, and returns to his homeland in his later years to enjoy applause and flowers.

Both are masters, but which is better or worse, the common people have their own judgment.

Lee Boo-jin was an extremely clever woman. Zhao Fusheng had been well aware of this from the start, so he had no intention of deceiving her, because doing so would undoubtedly be courting death.

Born into a super-rich family and receiving elite education since childhood, Lee Boo-jin probably understood stock management and finance better than Zhao Fusheng himself. If he tried any tricks, he would likely be seen through at a glance.

Under such circumstances, the best choice was to be sincere.

And that was exactly what Zhao Fusheng did. He was a pure pragmatist and naturally would not take any risks.

Watching Lee Boo-jin leave, a smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's lips.

He was looking forward to what choice the helmsman of the Samsung Empire, Mr. Lee Kun-hee, would make.

Money moves hearts. Would Lee Kun-hee be tempted by his bait?

The answer was simple.

Of course!

At the Lee family villa in Cheongdam-dong, when Lee Boo-jin entered the villa, she happened to see her younger brother Lee Jae-yong sitting on the sofa talking with their father.

"Father."

Lee Boo-jin bowed respectfully in greeting.

"Boo-jin is here."

Lee Kun-hee nodded: "Is the matter with Im Woo-jae settled?"

Since divorce was mentioned, it naturally had to be handled cleanly and swiftly—this was the family tradition of the Lees.

Lee Boo-jin nodded at this: "He has already left South Korea, and all the paperwork is done. Thank you, Father."

She knew very well that the reason Im Woo-jae had obediently cleared out was largely because Lee Kun-hee had intervened. He dared to bluster in front of her because he was sure she wouldn't do anything to the father of her child, but he knew better what kind of man his father-in-law, Lee Kun-hee, was.

It's often said that a villain is tormented by a greater villain—there's some truth to that. At least for a scumbag like Im Woo-jae, Lee Kun-hee's way of doing things, threatening to wipe out your entire family over a disagreement, was the most effective.

"Congratulations, big sister, on finally regaining your freedom," Lee Jae-yong said with a smile from the side.

Although there was a competitive relationship between the siblings, and occasionally Lee Jae-yong would even privately mock the relationship between Im Woo-jae and Lee Boo-jin, that didn't stop him from being happy to see Lee Boo-jin become single.

Yes, indeed happy.

After all, how could someone who couldn't even handle family relationships manage the vast empire of Samsung?

Lee Boo-jin forced a smile, glanced at her brother, but said nothing.

In fact, when Im Woo-jae left, he had begged her, but Lee Boo-jin had long seen through the man's true colors and gave him no chance at all.

It must be said that sometimes men are just spineless—the more unattainable something is, the better it seems. If you treat them coldly, they think you're playing hard to get, not to mention those idiots who insist that 'a persistent suitor wears down a good woman.' For such guys, love is a war without gunpowder, and perhaps for them, life has no meaning beyond mating.

Im Woo-jae was that kind of man, but unfortunately, he met Lee Boo-jin, who had a heart of stone.

Or rather, by this time, Lee Boo-jin had long been completely disappointed in him.

Without comparison, there is no hurt.

People are often like this.

Both were married men, both successful in their careers, both having risen from the very bottom of society.

Zhao Fusheng's demeanor and style made Lee Boo-jin feel that she had truly been blind in the past, choosing a man like Im Yoon-jae, making herself a laughingstock in others' eyes for no reason.

So, facing Lee Jae-yong's superficial comfort, which was actually veiled mockery, Lee Boo-jin was angry inside but remained composed on the surface, as if she didn't care about it.

After all, she had indeed made a mistake.

Since it was wrong, it had to be corrected.

Lee Kun-hee's expression was very calm, as if he didn't care about the undercurrents between his son and daughter.

In fact, many things, if you break free from the shackles of thinking, you can discover a new world.

In Lee Kun-hee's view, his eldest daughter's regaining her freedom was actually a good thing for her.

Marriage, in the eyes of a big shot like Lee Kun-hee, was just a part of life. Only those young and inexperienced people who knew nothing would regard marriage and love as extremely important.

Who among those who truly accomplish great things is ever held back by emotional matters?

"Have a seat."

Lee Kun-hee said to Lee Boo-jin.

Lee Boo-jin nodded and sat down across from Lee Jae-yong.

"Father, I have already spoken with him," Lee Boo-jin said respectfully, looking at Lee Kun-hee.

She never thought of hiding anything; even if she didn't say it, her father would tell Lee Jae-yong, and then she would appear inferior.

Moreover, Lee Boo-jin knew very well that in her father's heart, her younger brother Lee Jae-yong was more valued than she was.

The mindset of favoring sons over daughters exists not only in China but throughout Asia. In a place like South Korea, it is even more so.

Even in a wealthy family like the Samsung Lee family, it exists.

"Him?"

Lee Jae-yong frowned.

In Korean, 'she' and 'he' are two different words that can be clearly distinguished.

Lee Jae-yong naturally wouldn't think that the 'him' his sister referred to was Im Yoon-jae, and given Im Yoon-jae's character, Lee Jae-yong didn't think he was qualified to appear in his father Lee Kun-hee's eyes.

So, who was that person?

Suddenly, Lee Jae-yong's curiosity was piqued.

After all, humans are thinking beings, even if he is the eldest son of Samsung.

"What did he say?"

Lee Kun-hee asked his daughter.

To be honest, he was also curious about what that rising star wanted to do.

"It's like this, he said..."

Lee Boo-jin recounted Zhao Fusheng's words verbatim, and finally said, "I think he seems to want to cooperate with us."

Lee Kun-hee didn't speak, just half-closed his eyes, lost in thought.

"Big sister, who are you talking about?"

Lee Jae-yong listened blankly to Lee Boo-jin's words, and after a long while, asked somewhat strangely.

"It's like this, I met someone before..." Lee Boo-jin didn't hide anything and told Lee Jae-yong the whole story of how she met Zhao Fusheng.

After hearing Lee Boo-jin's words, Lee Jae-yong frowned, then said seriously, "Big sister, are you sure that person is a shareholder of Facebook?"

Lee Boo-jin nodded: "I've already had people investigate; his identity can be confirmed."

She paused and then explained, "However, there are no frontal photos."

"No photos?"

Lee Jae-yong was startled.

"Yes, this person doesn't like having his picture taken," Lee Boo-jin explained. "He rarely gives interviews. If it weren't for a friend's matter this time, he wouldn't have appeared in South Korea."

Lee Jae-yong nodded; he could understand that. Many wealthy people are like that, not fond of being in the spotlight. Not everyone, like Bill Gates or Warren Buffett, enjoys living under the limelight.

But he didn't understand what his big sister and father were really trying to do.