Chapter 2348 An Old Acquaintance

Zhao Fusheng had always known that Lee Boo-jin was ambitious.

She was never content with merely being Samsung's eldest princess; in fact, she harbored ambitions to replace Lee Jae-yong.

But the problem was,

Lee Kun-hee stood before her like a mountain, forcing her to beat a retreat.

It was like desperately wanting to earn a million, only to find that while the opportunity to do so was right before you, you might lose everything you had in the process.

That was exactly the situation Lee Boo-jin faced now, so she had been carefully hiding her thoughts.

Of course, as one of her friends, Zhao Fusheng could naturally see through it.

Or rather, Zhao Fusheng could sense it.

Lee Boo-jin was the kind of woman who had ambition and was willing to fight for it.

A woman who, at a critical moment, might even strike against her own brother.

To be honest, to Zhao Fusheng, what kind of person she was didn't matter; what mattered was what benefits she could bring him.

Of course, at the very least, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't cooperate with Lee Boo-jin now.

Because Lee Kun-hee was still alive.

That old fox—Zhao Fusheng knew well that as long as he lived, even he himself couldn't shake Samsung's position.

After all, the man had operated on Korean soil for decades.

Iron Samsung, flowing politicians.

That saying was no joke!

Samsung's influence in South Korea absolutely surpassed that of any other conglomerate.

And as the second-generation founder who had expanded the group, as long as Lee Kun-hee lived, many people, even if envious, had to endure Samsung's continued dominance in the political and business circles of Korea.

Even the president was powerless.

The most obvious example was Roh Moo-hyun.

If he hadn't raised the knife against Samsung back then, he wouldn't have met such a miserable end.

"Fusheng, if I invest in your company, can I keep my shareholder identity undisclosed?"

Lee Boo-jin asked Zhao Fusheng.

Just as expected!

Zhao Fusheng chuckled inwardly.

He hadn't guessed wrong; Lee Boo-jin indeed had her own agenda.

But thinking about it, it was only natural.

Although she held some Samsung shares and held a high position within the group, Samsung wasn't under her control.

In short, everything, from top to bottom, was still under Lee Kun-hee's command.

And as the patriarch of the Samsung empire, all these powers would eventually be handed over to her brother, Lee Jae-yong.

If Lee Jae-yong were highly capable, perhaps Lee Boo-jin wouldn't be like this. But Lee Jae-yong was merely competent, far from top-notch.

That was the awkward part.

Think about it: as an assistant, if you find the person you're assisting is less capable than you, wouldn't you start having improper thoughts about certain things?

It's like Zhuge Liang assisting Liu Shan—that would be absolute loyalty.

But if it were Liu Biao assisting Liu Shan, seeing the ineptitude of the later ruler, wouldn't he consider taking his place?

Clearly, even if Lee Boo-jin didn't have thoughts of replacing him, she was considering establishing her own independent power.

Zhao Fusheng was happy to see this.

A divided Samsung Lee family was undoubtedly more reassuring.

Otherwise, Zhao Fusheng would worry about his industries in South Korea.

After all, the shamelessness of Koreans was known worldwide.

"No problem, I can communicate with Future Investment about that."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Bearer shares are no big deal."

After all, it was his company; he could make decisions on some matters himself.

Lee Boo-jin was naturally overjoyed.

Soon, Jung Woo-sung returned to the room, and Zhao Fusheng and Lee Boo-jin stopped their conversation.

The two had an unspoken understanding; in front of the soon-to-be groom, they only chatted about everyday matters, avoiding business affairs.

After all, even if he was about to become her bedmate, Lee Boo-jin couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't one day stab her in the back like Im Yoon-jae.

"By the way, Brother Jung, you might have a chance to act in China."

Zhao Fusheng said to Jung Woo-sung with a smile.

Before coming, he had looked up the other's information.

This man was a very good actor, at least in terms of acting skills.

Moreover, he had ideas and had been considering expanding overseas.

"Me?"

Jung Woo-sung was surprised by Zhao Fusheng's words and asked incredulously, "Can I?"

"No problem."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I used to have a film company, and now I still have some say."

That was the truth.

Although he had given up control of Future Film, Zhao Fusheng still held some shares and voting rights. And given his status, a simple word from him would be enough; no one in the entire Chinese entertainment industry would refuse him that face.

After all, it wasn't a matter of life and death, just a role.

"Then thank you very much."

Jung Woo-sung quickly nodded.

He naturally understood that Zhao Fusheng was giving him this opportunity out of respect for Lee Boo-jin.

Otherwise, why would he go through all this trouble?

People are ultimately different.

What he struggled to achieve—breaking into the Chinese market—might be just a phone call or a greeting in the other's eyes.

As they say, comparisons can be deadly. Jung Woo-sheng had no intention of comparing himself to this man.

Because he knew very well that the gap between them was too vast.

Even Lee Boo-jin beside him probably couldn't compare to Zhao Fusheng.

Even though Lee Boo-jin was called the Samsung princess by Koreans.

Zhao Fusheng, however, was a giant who could contend with a behemoth like Lee Kun-hee.

That was a fundamental difference.

Not to mention Jung Woo-sung; even some members of Korean chaebol families would have to bow down obediently before Zhao Fusheng.

"You give such a big gift at our first meeting—how can I thank you?"

Seeing them chatting happily, Lee Boo-jin said with a smile.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng and Jung Woo-sung exchanged a glance and laughed together.

"What's wrong? What are you laughing at?"

Lee Boo-jin was a bit baffled. What was up with these two? Was what she just said that funny?

Why else would they laugh together?

What was this strange atmosphere all about?

Seeing his fiancée's puzzled expression, Jung Woo-sung smiled and explained to her, "Mr. Zhao and I are not meeting for the first time. We met before when he came to Korea."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and also smiled: "That was a few years ago. But back then, I didn't know he would become your husband, Sister Boo-jin."

Lee Boo-jin was instantly speechless.