Chapter 1752 The Real Purpose

Li Mengxi looked at Zhao Fusheng with a scrutinizing gaze.

He had never underestimated this young man, but at that time, he thought the man had a talent for business.

Now, he suddenly discovered that Zhao Fusheng was not the kind of person who relied on talent to get where he was today.

This guy, like his own younger brother, was a fox!

Or rather,

In Li Mengxi's view, Zhao Fusheng was even harder to deal with than Lee Kun-hee.

The reason was simple: Li Mengxi understood his younger brother, but he did not understand Zhao Fusheng.

If one person understands another, they can analyze that person's behavior and then make judgments.

Conversely, if two people do not understand each other,

What would be the result?

For example, since Zhao Fusheng and Li Mengxi were not familiar with each other, Li Mengxi had no idea what Zhao Fusheng was really up to regarding Samsung.

At first, he wanted to join forces with Zhao Fusheng to make a move on Samsung's shares.

But then Zhao Fusheng told him that Samsung was just a business to him.

What is a business?

A business is something you do if there is profit to be made, and abandon if there is no profit.

In other words, for Zhao Fusheng, as long as Li Mengxi could offer enough benefits, Zhao Fusheng would not mind cooperating with him.

To be honest, I admit you have surprised me.

Li Mengxi looked at Zhao Fusheng and smiled.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I always surprise people."

He had no intention of denying that.

From the start of his business to now, Zhao Fusheng had always brought surprises and unexpected turns to everyone.

Young man, don't be so blunt.

Li Mengxi's face suddenly darkened, and he said to Zhao Fusheng in a deep voice: "I always feel, Chairman Zhao, that you seem to overestimate yourself."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Li Mengxi and suddenly smiled.

"You, what are you laughing at?"

Li Mengxi was somewhat baffled, not understanding why Zhao Fusheng had suddenly laughed.

"Chairman Li, you are not a good actor."

Zhao Fusheng said to Li Mengxi.

Li Mengxi was a little surprised, looking at Zhao Fusheng: "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing much."

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly, looking at Li Mengxi: "I think it's not just that you want to see me, but that someone else wants to see me, right?"

Li Mengxi was taken aback, and the next moment, his face turned ugly.

Because what Zhao Fusheng said was exactly right!

"That's my thought."

Zhao Fusheng stood up and said to Li Mengxi: "You and the person behind you can discuss it. I'll wait for your news."

Then he walked straight out.

Zheng Yao and Zhang Qian followed behind him, heading toward the door together.

Unexpectedly, Li Mengxi did not stop Zhao Fusheng and the others, but watched them leave.

Just after their figures disappeared, a person walked out from the room behind Li Mengxi.

"Father, what do you think of this man?"

Behind Li Mengxi stood a middle-aged man.

"Very smart, very ambitious, and very shrewd."

Li Mengxi said slowly: "You underestimated him."

"Yes."

Lee Jae-hyun smiled bitterly: "I guess he must have guessed I was here, which is why he said those things to you."

"Interesting."

Li Mengxi laughed inexplicably, looking at Lee Jae-hyun: "So, what do you think?"

The father and son exchanged glances, their expressions turning serious.

...

...

On Zhao Fusheng's side, the group got into the car, and the car slowly started.

"Why did you stop the negotiation?"

Zhang Qian asked curiously. He had originally thought that Zhao Fusheng and Li Mengxi would continue talking for a while, but the two had only spoken for about ten minutes before taking their leave.

What was going on?

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "It's already over."

"Over?"

Zhang Qian was startled, somewhat surprised. He really hadn't expected it to end so quickly.

Zheng Yao, who had been silent all along, now had a grave expression: "I feel like Li Mengxi was testing you."

"Of course."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "If he wasn't testing me, how could he have acted like that?"

He wasn't stupid. Although Li Mengxi's performance was very much like an old fox, it was different from the information he had. According to the earlier data, the former Samsung heir was not like that.

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng had reason to believe that the reason he acted this way was due to other reasons.

"So, he was acting?"

Zhang Qian frowned and said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Not acting."

Zheng Yao smiled and explained to Zhang Qian: "Actually, it shouldn't be called acting, but rather because there was someone else with him."

"Who?"

Zhang Qian asked in confusion.

"Of course, it's his son, Chairman Lee Jae-hyun." Zhao Fusheng chuckled and said lightly: "If it weren't for Lee Jae-hyun urging him from behind, I doubt Li Mengxi would have any thoughts of fighting Lee Kun-hee again."

"Really?"

This time, not only Zheng Yao but even Zhang Qian was astonished, never imagining that as the chairman of CJ Group, Lee Jae-hyun would secretly come to China without anyone knowing.

After all, Lee Jae-hyun had considerable influence in South Korea.

After all, if his father hadn't lost the succession battle, he would have been Samsung's heir like Lee Jae-yong, instead of merely becoming the chairman of CJ Group.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him not to harbor some resentment.

Thus, this precisely became the reason Lee Jae-hyun had been pushing Li Mengxi to file a lawsuit over the inheritance.

"Of course it's true."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Do you think Li Mengxi or Lee Jae-hyun have any chance of overthrowing Lee Kun-hee?"

As he said this, his gaze was on Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao shook her head without any hesitation: "Do you even need to ask? There's no need to consider it."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Exactly. In front of that old fox, neither Lee Jae-hyun nor Li Mengxi are a match."

This was the truth. In Zhao Fusheng's view, no matter how poor Lee Kun-hee's health was or what difficulties Samsung was facing, Li Mengxi or Lee Jae-hyun could never be his opponent.

The reason was simple: if they could have won, they would have won a dozen years ago; there was no way they would have waited until now.

In the end, the main reason Lee Kun-hee had never made a move against CJ Group was probably due to scruples or helplessness.

After all, Li Mengxi and his son must have some cards up their sleeves.

With mutual scruples, naturally, neither side could do anything.

This was the internal feud of a large chaebol family. Hadn't Lee Jae-yong or Lee Boo-jin bowed and called Lee Jae-hyun 'cousin' when they met him?

The reason was simple: the grudges of the previous generation were one thing, but business was business.

The reason Zhao Fusheng had acted that way in front of Li Mengxi was to speak for Lee Jae-hyun to hear.

Because he felt that if Lee Jae-hyun hadn't been there, Li Mengxi wouldn't have said those things to him.

"What should we do?"

Zheng Yao suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Of course, we'll just let it be."

Then he said to Zhang Qian: "Come on, since we rarely meet, let's have a meal together."

"Huh?"

Zhang Qian and Zheng Yao looked at each other, not expecting Zhao Fusheng to just let it go. It seemed he didn't intend to cooperate with Li Mengxi and Lee Jae-hyun.

"Aren't you going to consider it?"

Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked in confusion: "I think if there's an opportunity, cooperating with CJ Group would be very helpful for our development in South Korea."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "That's not how it works."

He paused and said to Zheng Yao: "In your opinion, which is stronger, CJ Group or Samsung Group?"

"That goes without saying, CJ Group is weaker."

Zheng Yao said matter-of-factly: "Do you even need to ask? That's Samsung."

She was speaking from the heart. Needless to say, Samsung's influence in South Korea was something CJ could never match.

To put it bluntly, if CJ Group was a hunting dog, then Samsung was a lion.

The gap between the two was definitely not on the same level.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, under such circumstances, he would have to be crazy to help CJ against Samsung.

"So, are we going to help Lee Kun-hee deal with Li Mengxi and his son?" Zhang Qian thought for a moment and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "No need."

"Huh?"

The two were even more confused, completely at a loss as to what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "Of course, we'll side with neither."

The moment he saw Li Mengxi, he had already decided.

No matter what Li Mengxi said or what conditions he offered, they held no appeal for him.

An old fox who didn't have long to live—why should he help him?

Even if benefits were offered in exchange, the problem was, in this battle that was bound to be protracted, why should he support someone who was destined to lose and had little time left?

Of course, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't support Lee Kun-hee either. Who knew if the two brothers had some tacit understanding? It wasn't impossible for them to join forces and trick him.

For Zhao Fusheng, Samsung's family affairs were of no interest to him. What he cared about was using this matter as leverage to give Lee Kun-hee a surprise.

Zhao Fusheng was curious to see how that old fox would react when he learned of his meeting with Li Mengxi.

In essence, it was a warning!

As for whether Lee Kun-hee would grasp his intention, Zhao Fusheng didn't care.

As long as he wasn't an idiot, he should understand what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Don't mess with me!

That was the message Zhao Fusheng wanted to convey to Lee Kun-hee through this matter.