Chapter 1721 Investigation Complete

Though reluctant to admit it, Lee Kun-hee had to say that, although Zhao Fusheng hadn't made it very clear, he was somewhat tempted.

Samsung held a pivotal position in South Korea, or more precisely, to some extent, Samsung was the representative of South Korea.

Under such circumstances, how many people were eyeing this position?

Treading on thin ice, cautious and careful—that described Lee Kun-hee's current state of mind.

This was the truth. Whether it was the government's president or the other chaebols behind him who seemed to follow his lead, Lee Kun-hee knew clearly that as long as they had the chance, they would pounce and take a big bite out of Samsung, that piece of fat.

"Investigate."

After a moment of silence, Lee Kun-hee said to Lee Boo-jin.

"Investigate?"

Hearing her father's words, Lee Boo-jin was slightly startled, looking at him in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Yes, investigate," Lee Kun-hee said calmly. "Go find out who Zhao Fusheng met, what news he received, and why he suddenly proposed cooperating with us. You need to know what he did before, don't you?"

Lee Boo-jin was no fool; with things spelled out so clearly, she immediately understood her father's meaning.

Clearly, her father was tempted!

After all, no matter what, Lee Kun-hee was a true businessman. The opportunity to enter South Korea's cultural industry, gaining profits and a voice, was undoubtedly enormously attractive to him.

As for whether Zhao Fusheng had ulterior motives, did that matter?

For everyone involved, it was just a matter of each taking what they needed.

"Alright, Father, I understand. I'll arrange for an investigation right away."

Lee Boo-jin stood up and bowed to Lee Kun-hee.

Since her father had put it so plainly, if she still couldn't manage it, she might truly lose her status as Samsung's heir.

In an environment like Samsung's Lee family, only the capable could survive. If one showed any sign of inferiority, there would be no shortage of people waiting to take their place.

Thinking of this, Lee Boo-jin admired Zhao Fusheng. How had he managed it at such a young age, even younger than herself?

Not only did he start from scratch, but he also managed to keep his team of fierce and formidable subordinates in check.

Yes, fierce and formidable subordinates.

Lee Boo-jin had negotiated and clashed with Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao in China's capital. To this day, she couldn't forget the impression those two women, also women, had left on her.

It was impossible; the impression was too deep.

Lee Boo-jin herself was a chaebol heir who had received a proper elite education. Yet those two women, who had come from non-traditional backgrounds, had held their own against her and Lee Jae-yong without losing ground.

And such people were merely managers under Zhao Fusheng.

Yes, according to the data, if they hadn't been his old subordinates who followed him from the start, they might not even have attained their current positions.

Not to mention others, Liang Jingyu, the representative director of Hanxing Investment, had made over 500 billion won in profits in South Korea in recent years. Yet such a figure could only lead a subsidiary of the Future Group.

If this were Samsung, he would certainly be heavily promoted, and his status within the company would rise accordingly.

But in fact, according to the information Lee Boo-jin had obtained, Liang Jingyu was very satisfied with his current position. In his own words, the achievements he had made in South Korea were truly embarrassing in front of the chairman.

Because of this, Lee Boo-jin admired Zhao Fusheng even more.

At the very least, she knew she couldn't reach that level herself.

"Remember to keep a low profile."

Lee Kun-hee said indifferently. "You don't have to avoid Zhao Fusheng's side, but you must avoid others."

"You mean the Shin family and the Choi family?" Lee Boo-jin frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, do you think they would like us to reach into their money bags?" Lee Kun-hee said with a faint smile.

Lee Boo-jin fell silent, then also smiled.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally understood what her father meant.

In fact, not to mention Lotte and SK Group, even Samsung itself was highly vigilant against any competitor wanting to get involved in the electronics industry.

"Go ahead."

Lee Kun-hee waved his hand, dismissing Lee Boo-jin.

After she left, he sighed, sat down on the sofa, and lowered his head, lost in thought.

To be honest, regarding Zhao Fusheng's proposal, Lee Kun-hee saw more clearly than Lee Boo-jin. He had even vaguely guessed some things from her narrative.

But the problem was, he couldn't tell his daughter these things. He couldn't exactly say that Zhao Fusheng's move was an open scheme, that the guy was sure he wouldn't miss such an opportunity, and thus proposed cooperation with Samsung.

"Music company, film company." Lee Kun-hee muttered to himself, then a strange smile appeared on his face.

He was an old fox, seeing things from a different perspective than ordinary people. In Lee Kun-hee's view, Zhao Fusheng's actions were essentially laying out a strategy.

Yes, a strategy!

Like a chess player, though he might not reveal his goal immediately, he would certainly do a lot of preparatory work beforehand. Actions that seemed effortless and without trace actually had a different purpose.

Just like now, Zhao Fusheng had already placed pieces in South Korea's music and film industries, and now proposing cooperation, he was bound to take a share.

And Lee Kun-hee found it hard to refuse such conditions.

Because no matter how Zhao Fusheng laid his plans, the lion's share of the profits would go to Samsung, a homegrown South Korean company.

But even so, as a Chinese company, Hanxing Investment could still obtain considerable profits.

Therefore, no matter what, Lee Kun-hee had to swallow this bait.

As for what cards Zhao Fusheng actually held, Lee Kun-hee believed that after Lee Boo-jin's investigation, he would get an answer.

He didn't think anything in South Korea could be hidden from him.

In fact, Lee Kun-hee's thoughts were correct.

After leaving the villa, Lee Boo-jin quickly returned to the Shilla Hotel.

"Find out who Zhao Fusheng met today," Lee Boo-jin instructed her assistant.

The assistant naturally dared not delay and soon had someone investigate. The report to Lee Boo-jin was that after Zhao Fusheng went out, he brought back several people.

Among them, besides Song Qian and Fan Beibei, there was another person who had never appeared before.

"Find out this girl's identity immediately!"

Lee Boo-jin pointed at the girl and said to her subordinate.

The assistant nodded repeatedly. This was a task personally assigned by the old chairman Lee Kun-hee to the eldest daughter; he dared not slack off.

"Uncle Kim, please take the trouble to check where Zhao Fusheng went today," Lee Boo-jin said to Director Kim beside her after some thought.

In her view, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't bring a strange girl back to the Shilla Hotel for no reason. She had some trust in his character.

On this point, she had studied Zhao Fusheng's profile before and could get a very definite answer.

"Yes, Miss."

Director Kim nodded. "I'll contact the Seoul Metropolitan Police. They should have the relevant information."

This was true. Others might not find such information, but for Samsung, investigating these things was almost too easy.

In fact, Director Kim didn't even need to appear in person; a simple phone call would suffice, and someone would be willing to serve the Samsung Lee family.

That was Samsung Lee, a behemoth accounting for one-fifth of South Korea's GDP!

Being able to owe a favor to Lee Boo-jin's trusted director—surely no Seoul police officer would refuse.

Lee Boo-jin nodded and sat in her office, silent for a long time.

She was waiting.

Woman's intuition told her that this girl's identity was crucial. If she could find out who she was, perhaps all today's mysteries would be solved.

Facts proved her guess correct.

More than an hour later, when two sets of documents were faxed to Lee Boo-jin's office, her face was filled with surprise.

"This girl is named Jang Ja-yeon, an actress at an agency. She debuted as a model and has played a few minor roles in TV dramas. The CEO's surname is Kim."

Director Kim reported to Lee Boo-jin expressionlessly, calmly saying, "According to the information we found, this Kim has a deep relationship with Director Han Jin-young from Lotte and meets with him often."

"Anything else?"

Lee Boo-jin asked casually while looking down at the documents.

"Also, this Kim has connections with many dignitaries and is a well-known pimp in the industry, often having his actresses entertain those people."

Director Kim said coldly, "According to Seoul Metropolitan Police data, Jang Ja-yeon appeared near Namsan Tower today and later apparently met Zhao Fusheng's sister."

"So Lotte's people clashed with Zhao Fusheng's bodyguards, which alerted him?"

Lee Boo-jin hadn't finished reading the documents but had already smoothly pieced together the whole incident.

"That seems to be the case," Director Kim nodded and analyzed. "Zhao Fusheng values his family very much. If something happened to his sister, he would definitely go to bring her back. As for the conflict with Lotte, I'm sure it happened. I just had someone secretly check, and there are indeed people monitoring the hotel entrance, likely from Lotte."

"Hmm, interesting."

Lee Boo-jin suddenly smiled after hearing this.

She hadn't expected that the cause of the incident was actually a female actress.

So, the trigger was Jang Ja-yeon, and Zhao Fusheng was just going with the flow.