Chapter 0343: Unexpected News

Cheng Gong looked at Zhao Fusheng's slightly excited demeanor and actually felt a bit puzzled, because no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why a small internet technology company—one he had visited personally, finding only a few dozen employees and a modest scale, whose main product was an instant messaging software with fewer than a hundred thousand users—

would be worth Zhao Fusheng spending a million yuan to buy five percent of its shares?

More importantly, judging by Zhao Fusheng's current state, he was clearly very excited about obtaining these shares.

Suppressing his own confusion and doubt, Cheng Gong recounted his experiences during the trip to Shenzhen to Zhao Fusheng, including the meeting with several founders of Tencent.

"It was obvious that Mr. Ma has a strong desire for control; he asked me several times whether you had any intention of getting involved in the company's management and operations," Cheng Gong said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and nodded: "He really is that kind of person."

If he remembered correctly, among the founders of Tencent, aside from Boss Ma, most of the others, including Zhang Yadong, eventually left the company's management.

On one hand, this involved the interplay of capital forces; on the other hand, it had to be said that Boss Ma's desire for control over the company was very strong.

In fact, it wasn't just him; the founder of Facebook, Zuckerberg, and Bill Gates—any big shot who achieved success—were all the same.

It's easy to share hardships, but hard to share riches.

This principle is especially true in business management. People can conquer the world and start a business together, but after success, they face the choice of how to divide power.

The struggles during this period are not for outsiders to know.

But one thing is certain: no one wants their own power to diminish; everyone has their own calculations.

And the victors are often those with greater ambition and more ruthless tactics.

Being able to abandon former partners without hesitation, solely for the sake of making one's own career stronger—this might be a common experience for many entrepreneurial big shots.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know if he would make the same choice if he reached that point.

But he was very clear that if forced to choose between family and wealth, he would unhesitatingly choose family, because money can be earned again, but missing out on family truly means missing out.

In a person's life, there are many things that should not be given up, and family is undoubtedly one of them.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you," Cheng Gong thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "What is it?"

Cheng Gong said: "It's like this: I have a friend who works at Hong Kong's Pacific Century CyberWorks, and he's also a lawyer..."

"And then?" Zhao Fusheng blinked, feeling that the name Pacific Century sounded familiar.

Then he heard Cheng Gong say: "When I was leaving Shenzhen, I happened to pass by Tencent Technology Company, and I saw that friend accompanying someone into the company's gate."

Wait!

Zhao Fusheng suddenly froze, because his intuition told him that behind all these coincidences, there must be something hidden. How could it be so coincidental that when Cheng Gong was about to leave Shenzhen, he decided to take a stroll near Tencent's headquarters and just happened to run into his lawyer friend who worked at Pacific Century CyberWorks?

So Zhao Fusheng fixed his gaze on Cheng Gong's face and said seriously, "Lawyer Cheng, I hope we can be honest with each other. What do you think?"

Cheng Gong smiled bitterly and nodded. "Alright, I won't beat around the bush."

"That guy was my college classmate, but we didn't get along well. When I arrived in Shenzhen, I actually finished the contract signing the next day. But as I was about to leave, I happened to see him and his boss," Cheng Gong said to Zhao Fusheng. "I was staying at a hotel near Tencent, and it turned out my classmate was also staying nearby. I took the opportunity to say hello to him, and from what I learned, he and his boss were there to inspect a network technology company..."

Zhao Fusheng smiled. He could probably guess the rest of what Cheng Gong was going to say.

The most crucial thing was that Zhao Fusheng recalled that in the early development of Tencent, it had indeed received investment from Pacific Century CyberWorks, and not just from them, but also from another company. He just couldn't remember the exact amount or the specific timing.

Now it seemed that Boss Ma must be kicking himself with regret. After all, he had just taken five percent of his shares for a million, and now a new investor was coming in. That couldn't feel very good.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

Cheng Gong asked, quite astonished by Zhao Fusheng's reaction.

He really hadn't expected that after hearing his story, Zhao Fusheng would have no particularly strong reaction—aside from a brief moment of shock at the beginning, he was surprisingly calm afterward.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Lawyer Cheng, I think you've misunderstood something. Since I'm optimistic about this company, it doesn't matter to me who comes to invest. I'm just a small shareholder with five percent of the shares. The contract has already stipulated that my shares cannot be diluted. Unless I willingly agree, no one can take my shares away. So why should I worry about all that?"

Cheng Gong was dumbfounded. He really hadn't expected that Zhao Fusheng would have absolutely no interest in the company's management and would be perfectly content with just five percent of the shares.

Waving his hand, Zhao Fusheng couldn't exactly tell him that he was betting on Tencent's bright future, so he just let Cheng Gong guess for himself.

"By the way, do you want me to go with you to handle the transfer agreement for that half percent?" Cheng Gong said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. "It's not that complicated. Just draft a gift agreement, and I'll sign it later."

"If you don't mind my asking, who do you plan to give these shares to?" Cheng Gong looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Fan Beibei, my little sister. She's four years old this year."

"Huh?"

Cheng Gong was completely bewildered. When he heard the first six words, he instinctively thought Zhao Fusheng was going to give the shares to his girlfriend. But when he heard the words 'four years old,' he felt utterly confused.

"Is this... appropriate?" As a lawyer, Cheng Gong felt it was his duty to remind his client.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "I think it's fine. The child is still young and won't need these shares for now. Consider it a gift from me to her."

Since he put it that way, Cheng Gong couldn't say anything more and had to nod in agreement.

But in his heart, he became more and more curious about this client who always acted unexpectedly.