Chapter 2304 Jiang Ning

Zhao Fusheng actually had a fairly good impression of Han Bin.

At the very least, Han Bin didn't carry the arrogant air of a second-generation rich kid.

Or rather, he was an extremely clever person, skilled at disguising himself.

Because of this, their interactions on ordinary days were actually quite limited, as both knew well that they understood each other too thoroughly to gain any advantage in the other's presence.

This was a rather helpless situation.

"We haven't seen each other in a while."

Han Bin said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Their previous cooperation had been quite good; back when Zhao Fusheng invested in Jingdong Mall, it was because of him.

Later, as Future Group developed, they gradually drifted apart.

Although they still contacted each other occasionally, their relationship was naturally not close.

After all, Zhao Fusheng now was different from before; whether in status or wealth, he was at a level Han Bin couldn't reach.

For example, Han Bin could at most interact with some bosses worth a few billion, and that was only because of his father's influence.

As for those worth over ten billion, they wouldn't bother with him.

But Zhao Fusheng was different.

Even in China, bosses worth over ten billion wouldn't dare put on airs in front of Zhao Fusheng.

After all, everyone knew Zhao Fusheng was rich, very rich.

The power of wealth was unimaginable.

Especially in the adult world, you couldn't imagine how much influence a rich person could have.

The common masses always liked to moralize, shouting chicken soup like 'wealth can't measure a person's success,' but then turned around and called those at the top of the wealth pyramid 'daddy.'

That was reality.

Between Han Bin and Zhao Fusheng, though it hadn't reached the point of calling 'daddy,' it was clear that Han Bin could no longer stand on equal footing with Zhao Fusheng.

So Zhao Fusheng was even more curious.

Knowing that their statuses were unequal,

why did Han Bin take the initiative to find him?

What did he want?

"Yeah, it's been a few years."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Han Bin indifferently and asked with a smile, "How is the old man's health?"

"Pretty good, pretty good."

Han Bin laughed: "You know him, he can't sit still."

Although he admired Han Bin's intelligence, Zhao Fusheng respected his father Han Qingshan even more, as a self-made tycoon was always worthy of respect.

And Han Qingshan's greatest strength was that he could foresee future developments early on and choose to clean up his act.

This was something many couldn't imagine.

After all, he wasn't a time traveler; he relied on the life experience he had accumulated from the grassroots.

That was truly impressive.

At the very least, Zhao Fusheng asked himself, if he were in Han Qingshan's shoes, he probably couldn't have done it.

Zhao Fusheng had always admired such people.

In an era of increasingly rigid class stratification, such grassroots heroes could only appear in memories.

In another ten years, people would find it very difficult to change their fate and lives.

Ordinary people were just ordinary; becoming better was truly hard.

"He still talks about you often."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng's respect for his father, Han Bin smiled and said to him.

"Is that so?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled: "Thank him for remembering me."

Soon, a waiter brought in a pot of tea.

"I came to see you today actually because someone asked me to."

Han Bin looked at Zhao Fusheng and said slowly.

Zhao Fusheng smiled.

That was more like it.

For no reason, someone he usually had little contact with suddenly contacted him; there had to be a problem.

Sure enough, Han Bin's behavior proved he hadn't guessed wrong.

Indeed, one doesn't go to the temple without a reason.

"Tell me, this isn't a Hongmen Banquet, is it?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Han Bin with a half-smile and teased.

Han Bin quickly waved his hand: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, absolutely not."

He wasn't an idiot; he knew very well what he could and couldn't do.

He was just a bridge.

Neither the person who asked him to make the connection nor Zhao Fusheng were people he could afford to offend.

Han Bin was well aware of this.

"Who wants to see me?"

Zhao Fusheng casually asked Han Bin.

At this point, Han Bin naturally wouldn't lie to him.

That meant there really was someone who wanted to see him.

And that person's identity was probably not simple; otherwise, a smart person like Han Bin wouldn't have gotten involved for no reason.

After all, Han Bin was very clever.

"He's almost here."

Han Bin said to Zhao Fusheng with a wry smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, but inwardly he was slightly displeased.

In his view, if this person had enough sincerity to cooperate with him, he shouldn't be playing mystery games at this point but should appear directly before him.

Soon, Han Bin's phone rang.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Han Bin answered the phone, said a few words, and hung up.

Then he said to Zhao Fusheng, "He's here. I'll go pick him up now, and you two can chat slowly."

"Okay."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

No matter who was coming, since they were already here, he would meet them anyway.

Soon, footsteps were heard at the door.

A few seconds later, the door opened and someone walked in.

A woman!

Zhao Fusheng was startled, looking in surprise at the figure before him.

In her twenties, with light makeup, she clearly came from a well-off family.

The reason was simple: her entire outfit was worth at least half a million.

Just the bag she was carrying was this year's latest Chanel, and a limited edition.

Zhao Fusheng remembered it clearly because he had bought one for Fan Baobao when he accompanied her shopping in Milan.

Well, later Fan Baobao bought a few more, saying she was giving them as gifts.

"Chairman Zhao, hello, I'm Jiang Ning."

The woman standing before Zhao Fusheng smiled and spoke.

"Hello, please have a seat."

Zhao Fusheng wasn't stupid; he naturally understood that this was the person who wanted to see him.

He just hadn't expected her to be so young.

"Miss Jiang, where do you work?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Ning and asked.

No matter who she was, since she could order Han Bin around like a servant, it proved that Miss Jiang Ning and the forces she represented were enough to make Han Bin wary.

And frankly, arranging a meeting this way,

Zhao Fusheng found it hard to see Jiang Ning as a good person.

"Me?"

Jiang Ning laughed upon hearing this, glanced at Zhao Fusheng, and handed him a business card.

Taking the card and looking at it, Zhao Fusheng was stunned.

Huayuan Investment Company.

Hmm.

He had never heard of the name.

Zhao Fusheng thought hard for a long time but was sure he had never heard of this investment company.

"To be frank, Miss Jiang, I've never heard of your company's name."

Zhao Fusheng said flatly, looking at Jiang Ning.

He couldn't pretend he had heard of it; that would be pointless.

Moreover, at his level, Zhao Fusheng didn't think he needed to be insincere with certain people.

Unless it was someone at the level of the big shot in Xue Yuanfang's family, Zhao Fusheng knew that as long as he didn't cross the line, he would be fine.

Of course, he understood this, but some people might not.

Like Miss Jiang Ning before him.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Jiang Ning's expression changed slightly, then she showed an embarrassed but polite smile and said, "Chairman Zhao, I think the company's name isn't important; what matters is who I represent, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and gave Jiang Ning a deep look.

Clearly, Miss Jiang Ning had come prepared.

Or rather, her purpose today wasn't just to meet him and hand over a business card.

She probably had other plans.

But Zhao Fusheng was still curious about which of his companies was her target.

And who did this mysterious woman represent?

"Chairman Zhao, I heard you plan to seek financing for several subsidiaries under Future Group?"

Jiang Ning looked at Zhao Fusheng and said with a smile.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "That's not a secret. I think the investment circles across China and even Asia probably know about it by now."

It was never a secret, and he hadn't intended to hide it.

"Heh, Chairman Zhao, you plan to take all the companies under Future Group public, right?"

Jiang Ning looked at Zhao Fusheng and said slowly.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded; there was nothing to hide about that either; that was indeed his goal.

To be honest, since he planned to retire, Zhao Fusheng no longer cared much about the title of Future Group's founder.

The legal representative would be changed in due course, and he wouldn't continue as the major shareholder.

Under these circumstances, the company's financing and listing would increase the value of his shares; Zhao Fusheng knew this well.

As for whether he would lose anything, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, it wasn't important.

He never thought about becoming the world's richest man. Barring accidents, once Facebook went public, along with his shares in Alibaba, his net worth would eventually exceed a hundred billion dollars.

At that point, what would money mean to him?

Just a set of numbers.

So Zhao Fusheng truly didn't care about this loss.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's answer, Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile brightened.

Clearly, she was in a good mood now.

Or rather, Zhao Fusheng's answer made her feel she could fully grasp his psychology.

"Chairman Zhao, I think if you plan to list the subsidiaries of Future Group, I can help you."

Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Jiang Ning said word by word.

Her pace wasn't fast, as if deliberately making sure Zhao Fusheng could hear clearly.

From her voice, Zhao Fusheng heard confidence and pride.

And also a sense of superiority.

It felt as if she were offering him a bowl of rice.

This feeling made Zhao Fusheng very uncomfortable.

It felt like he was being looked down upon.

After all, he was no nobody now; Future Group's assets and influence were more than just a multinational corporation.

How dare this Jiang Ning speak to him like that?

Did she feel emboldened?

Or did she really have some trump card that gave her the confidence to face him?

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng glanced at Jiang Ning and put on a just-right expression of surprise: "Miss Jiang, I don't quite understand what you mean. Are you from the Securities Regulatory Commission?"

Then he composed his expression and said seriously, "If so, I think we don't need to continue this conversation. I don't want to leave a bad reputation because of this."

Then he prepared to stand up and leave.

"No, no, Chairman Zhao, don't misunderstand."

Jiang Ning was also startled, watching Zhao Fusheng about to leave, and quickly reached out to stop him.

Was this billionaire out of his mind?

She had only said one sentence, and he had thought so much and was about to leave now...

Taking a deep breath to keep herself from cursing, Jiang Ning put on a smile and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Chairman Zhao, I think you've misunderstood. I'm not a government employee; you can rest assured."

She was an extremely clever woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have been sent to do this lobbying work.

In her view, Zhao Fusheng's reaction was because he was afraid of being labeled as colluding with officials.

After all, based on the information she had gathered, Zhao Fusheng had always had a strong aversion to the authorities.

This aversion wasn't about being unpatriotic, but rather that he disliked dealing with officials.

To deal with such a person, either use overwhelming force to make him submit, or use interests to tempt him.

This was the decision Jiang Ning had made before coming.

She just hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng's wariness to be even heavier than she thought; just one sentence from her, and he wanted to leave, clearly showing he didn't want to talk further.

That wouldn't do!

Cursing inwardly, Jiang Ning tried to appear more amiable.

After all, she had known for a long time that she was very beautiful, and many people, especially men, were often persuaded by her.

"Miss Jiang, I think we should be open and honest, don't you?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Jiang Ning without a smile and said very seriously.

"Open and honest?"

Jiang Ning smiled: "Chairman Zhao, do you think we can be completely honest here?"

As she spoke, she deliberately emphasized the word 'honest.'