Chapter 1632 Stay-at-Home Dad

Dong Chenxi ultimately chose to follow Zhao Fusheng's advice, not only because of his sincerity but also because what he said truly moved her.

Dong Chenxi was well aware of her own abilities; perhaps she was more proficient than Zhao Fusheng in corporate management, but when it came to interpreting the internet industry, the gap between her and Zhao Fusheng was far from small.

That guy was one of the earliest people in the country to start building virtual communities.

Not to mention that Zhao Fusheng decisively invested in Facebook and Twitter when they were just ideas.

On this point alone, she had to admit that in terms of insight into internet development, Zhao Fusheng was more敏锐 than she was, and even more than most internet practitioners.

A Zhao Fusheng like this asserted that Twitter's development would inevitably hit a bottleneck and eventually become a second-tier internet company.

What more was there to say?

Life is sometimes a process of continuous choices. Zhao Fusheng's choices had been proven correct countless times before, so this time, Dong Chenxi decided to keep listening to him.

Whether as a subordinate or a friend, she had said and done all she could. The rest was Zhao Fusheng's choice.

Whether it succeeded or failed, they would face it together.

"I hope your judgment is correct."

When they parted, Dong Chenxi looked at Zhao Fusheng seriously and said, "Otherwise, I'll really regret it to death."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Trust me, just like when you followed me to the capital before, we will definitely succeed!"

Dong Chenxi was stunned, then chuckled, but said nothing more.

Some words were better kept in the heart, without needing to be said so clearly.

Watching Dong Chenxi leave, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath.

Convincing this woman was part of his plan.

After all, if Dong Chenxi, as the general manager of Future Investment, harbored doubts about this plan or even refused to execute it, then the plan could not be completed.

Only by convincing Dong Chenxi to be the executor of the plan could Zhao Fusheng have confidence in realizing his vision.

Of course, it depended on how Samsung reacted and whether they would agree to this matter.

But comparatively, Zhao Fusheng didn't think Lee Kun-hee would reject such an opportunity. After all, the current development trends of Twitter and Facebook were really similar. If he didn't have his foreknowledge, he might have been persuaded by Dong Chenxi.

"Let's go, home."

Back in the car, Zhao Fusheng instructed Hu Donghai.

Hu Donghai quickly nodded, accompanied Zhao Fusheng back to the car, started the engine, and headed toward their residence.

After arriving home, Zhao Fusheng played with his daughter for a while. Seeing his good mood, Fan Baobao knew the matter had probably been resolved.

"I made plans to go shopping with Zhou Yun. You'll watch the kid at home, no problem?"

After answering a phone call, Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng.

Blinking, Zhao Fusheng glanced at his precious daughter and nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

To be honest, though he spoke lightly, he had no confidence at all.

After all, even in his previous life, he had no experience taking care of children, let alone now.

"Forget it, I'll just have Mom come over."

Seeing this, Fan Baobao knew what Zhao Fusheng was thinking. He only had confidence in words; if she really left the child with him, who knew what kind of mess would happen.

With that thought, Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng looked innocent, thinking to himself, what did this have to do with him?

But he also knew he was in the wrong, so he chuckled and said nothing.

Fan Baobao didn't say anything more either. She walked aside and called Zhao's mother. The old lady was naturally delighted and told Fan Baobao to go about her business, that she would take care of the child.

"Okay."

Fan Baobao nodded, hung up the phone, and then looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Mom will be here soon. You stay with the child for a while, no problem?"

"No problem."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand grandly, as if it were no big deal.

And then...

Half an hour later, he was in trouble.

"Don't cry, don't cry!"

In front of his precious daughter, Zhao Fusheng tried his best to make funny faces, attempting to stop the little girl from crying incessantly, but unfortunately, his daughter didn't seem to give her dad any face and kept crying.

"Old Hu, you have kids. Do you know what's going on?"

Zhao Fusheng was frantic and turned to ask Hu Donghai.

Hu Donghai and the others behind him looked at each other, none of them speaking. Although they all had children, the problem was that their children were taken care of by their wives. None of these men had experience with childcare.

"Um, Chairman, we don't know either..." Hu Donghai said with a grimace to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. His daughter was still crying, and he was already flustered.

"What's wrong?"

When Zhao's mother opened the door and came in, hearing her precious granddaughter crying and seeing Zhao Fusheng in a panic, she immediately got anxious and quickly walked over.

"Don't even mention it. She's been crying ever since Baobao left..." Zhao Fusheng said with a bitter face.

He was really going crazy. His daughter was the apple of his eye, and crying like this broke his heart.

Zhao's mother didn't waste words. She came over, checked, and then looked up at Zhao Fusheng with a glare: "Is this how you be a dad? The child wet herself, so of course she'd cry..."

"Ah?"

Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded, staring blankly.

Wet herself?

Even Hu Donghai and the others were stunned. So that was what it was all about.

"Alright, a bunch of grown men, not one of you is useful."

Zhao's mother scolded with great authority, then shooed Zhao Fusheng and the others aside to take care of her granddaughter herself.

Zhao Fusheng touched his nose, didn't dare say anything, and turned to leave.

Soon after, Fan Baobao called him to ask how their daughter was.

"Has she eaten? Has she slept?" Fan Baobao fired off questions.

"I don't know."

Zhao Fusheng said innocently: "She wet herself. Mom is changing her diaper."

Fan Baobao didn't suspect anything, nodded, and hung up.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

He couldn't help it; he felt guilty. If Fan Baobao knew how he had taken care of the child, she would definitely blow up.

But speaking of which, he really admired women now. Taking care of a child who couldn't speak and still understanding what the child meant—that required not only patience but also extraordinary comprehension.

At the very least, he really couldn't do it.

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Freed from his stay-at-home dad duties, Zhao Fusheng's next task was quite easy. He only needed to deal with inquiries from Samsung.

According to his plan, Dong Chenxi had already sent an invitation to Samsung, inviting Lee Jae-yong and Lee Boo-jin to visit China.

Barring any surprises, the Lee siblings should arrive soon.

That would be the real confrontation!

Zhao Fusheng had no doubt about this because he knew very well that his opponents were not Lee Boo-jin or Lee Jae-yong. Their abilities might be adequate, but their vision and decisiveness were absolutely insufficient to face him.

Moreover, the old tiger was still there; how could he hand over power to the cubs?

The real enemy was the seemingly reclusive Lee Kun-hee. He was the one who would decide whether to cooperate.

And in fact, his guess was correct.

In South Korea, after hearing from his daughter that Future Group had invited her and Lee Jae-yong to China for negotiations, Lee Kun-hee sat there for a long time without saying a word.

"Father, what do you think..."

Lee Boo-jin hesitated and asked her father in a low voice.

Lee Kun-hee waved his hand: "There's nothing to hesitate about. You and Jae-yong go."

"Father!"

Lee Jae-yong was startled: "Shouldn't he be begging us to cooperate?"

Clearly, in this young master's understanding, Future Group was obviously begging for cooperation from their side, yet they were putting on such an attitude. This was clearly a sign of disrespect toward Samsung.

"Foolish!"

Lee Kun-hee glared fiercely at his son and said in a deep voice: "How can you catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's lair? If you don't go see their company, how can you know their strength? If you hold this attitude, you'd better stay home."

Hearing these words, Lee Jae-yong's face instantly turned pale.