Chapter 1509: Scheming

Zhuang Yan had no doubt about the capabilities of Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan.

If someone else had claimed to contact Mercedes-Benz headquarters in Germany in front of Zhuang Yan, he might have thought they were bragging, talking nonsense.

But not Zhao Fusheng!

Nor Tan Kaixuan!

Because Zhuang Yan had specifically looked into the profiles of these two men.

Tan Kaixuan was hailed as the most formidable investment prodigy on Wall Street in recent years, while Zhao Fusheng had personally orchestrated Mercedes-Benz's global advertising campaigns in recent years.

Their achievements were enough to dispel all of Zhuang Yan's doubts.

It was like if an ordinary person said, 'I want to build a spaceship as a toy,' everyone would think that person had lost their mind, or why else would they be talking nonsense.

But if either Jack Ma or Pony Ma said it, everyone would think it was only natural. They would even seriously ponder when these two big shots would launch their spaceship into the sky.

That's strength!

'Chairman Zhao, with this incident, we've really tried our best to communicate on your behalf, but the process at Mercedes-Benz takes too long. As I said before, according to the national three-guarantee policy, the standard for oil leakage can only be an engine replacement. But rest assured, when I get back, I'll inform my subordinates to expedite the refund of your car purchase payment.'

Holy shit!

Impressive!

Zhao Fusheng stared wide-eyed at Bi Ying as she spoke.

This woman was probably truly panicked now; her tone was completely different from that day. Even though she said the same things, back then she was condescending, but now she was clearly pleading.

Looking at Bi Ying, Zhao Fusheng revealed a kind yet polite smile.

Then, he said nothing.

Bi Ying immediately felt awkward. She knew that her own words were practically slapping herself in the face, but she had no choice—this was her last effort.

'Mr. Zhuang, Miss Bi, please.'

Wu Sijie said with a smile to Zhuang Yan and Bi Ying.

He didn't mind offending these two anyway; he had heard clearly when Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan were chatting earlier.

Watching Zhuang Yan and Bi Ying leave, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan exchanged a glance and laughed together.

"You really are suited to be a villain," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Tan Kaixuan rolled his eyes. "You're the one suited to be the big boss behind the scenes, okay? I'm clearly righteous; it's all because you've led me astray."

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to deal with this narcissist.

At some point, Tan Kaixuan had become increasingly narcissistic, his shamelessness almost breaking through the roof.

"I'll have someone contact Mercedes-Benz."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Tan Kaixuan, "Can your connections in the US reach Mercedes-Benz headquarters?"

"I don't know," Tan Kaixuan shook his head. "But I can try."

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

He also knew that Tan Kaixuan's network was quite complex; relationships in Europe and America were often intertwined, with interests overlapping.

But since Tan Kaixuan said so, he would certainly do his best to handle the matter.

As for Zhao Fusheng himself, it was simple: he just needed to call Zheng Yao, and she would instruct Future Advertising to contact Mercedes-Benz, since they had always cooperated well before.

To be honest, if it weren't for Zhao Fusheng's orders, Zheng Yao would never have agreed to such an operation.

After Zhuang Yan and Bi Ying left Zhao Fusheng's residence, they sat in the car with very serious expressions.

"What do we do?"

Bi Ying looked at Zhuang Yan and asked.

Clearly, neither Zhao Fusheng nor Tan Kaixuan had any intention of letting the matter slide.

Bi Ying had already sensed this from their tone and the content of their words.

Now, she truly realized that in the eyes of real big shots, she was nothing.

"We'll just have to make do."

Zhuang Yan said crossly, his expression quite severe.

"What's wrong?"

Bi Ying asked, puzzled. She didn't understand what was wrong with Zhuang Yan.

"Those two are definitely plotting something."

Turning his head to glance at Bi Ying, Zhuang Yan said in a low voice, "I need to go see the boss right away."

"That serious?"

Bi Ying was quite surprised. She really hadn't expected things to be this serious—serious enough that Zhuang Yan needed to explain it to the big boss.

"Mm. I suspect that Zhao guy has his eye on Mercedes' domestic agency rights," Zhuang Yan said gravely.

As he spoke, he said to Bi Ying, "Drive. To the head office."

Bi Ying nodded. The car started, and Zhuang Yan was already on the phone.

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"Won't that alert the enemy?"

Tan Kaixuan asked Zhao Fusheng casually, given that their attitude just now had been almost undisguised.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Doesn't matter. This was never going to stay hidden."

After all, the other party had held the domestic sales rights for Mercedes for over a decade and surely had their own connections at Mercedes headquarters. As soon as they started contacting Mercedes headquarters, news would likely reach China.

By then, even if they wanted to hide it, they wouldn't be able to.

"Alright, then let's do it."

Tan Kaixuan nodded and didn't dwell on the matter.

For him and Zhao Fusheng, this was really just a small matter.

Of course, the business itself was big business.

After all, Mercedes' annual sales in China were no small sum. If they could secure the agency rights, it would undoubtedly open a new revenue stream for Tan Kaixuan and Zhao Fusheng.

"Who will be in charge?"

Tan Kaixuan thought for a moment and then asked Zhao Fusheng.

Since they were going into business together, they needed someone responsible. It was said that one shouldn't go into business with one's best friend, and Tan Kaixuan, like Zhao Fusheng, didn't want this to damage their friendship.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "What do you think of that Zhuang Yan?"

"Him?"

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback: "You don't mean you did this deliberately just to..."

"Hey, hey, don't say things carelessly," Zhao Fusheng said seriously. "I'm not that kind of scheming person."

Tan Kaixuan rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to compliment the guy.

When this bastard was shameless, he was even more cunning than Tan himself.

But he also knew that what Zhao Fusheng was doing was actually the most appropriate.

After all, neither he nor Zhao Fusheng had any experienced automotive sales talent around them. In other words, if they really wanted to become Mercedes' domestic agent, they would need to hire professional managers.

And Zhuang Yan was undoubtedly someone who met Zhao Fusheng's and Tan Kaixuan's requirements.

First, the guy was experienced—he had been in the industry for years and knew the rules and all aspects of the business inside out.

Second, Zhuang Yan had seen how formidable Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan were, knew who he could and couldn't cross, and would not easily betray them, let alone embezzle within the company.

Most importantly, he was a smart man who knew what he should and shouldn't do.

Although there might be some issues in his personal relationships, Tan Kaixuan didn't think that would affect his work. That was a matter of private life, and as long as it was handled well, it wouldn't be brought into the workplace.

Of course, since it was a sales company, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan would also place their own people inside.

But Zhuang Yan's presence was undoubtedly the most suitable.

After all, he could balance the teams of Tan Kaixuan and Zhao Fusheng.

In other words, Zhuang Yan was a lubricant.