Chapter 1620: One Slash per Kid

"I'll think it over."

Zhao Fusheng didn't agree to Dong Chenxi right away; instead, he hesitated.

It wasn't that he thought the plan was bad, but Zhao Fusheng was considering when would be the best time to launch it.

Also, Zhao Fusheng needed to have a good talk with Lee Boo-jin to hear what she was really up to.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Dong Chenxi said to Zhao Fusheng.

She also knew that Zhao Fusheng couldn't decide immediately, after all, it involved tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions, in future business.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng looked out at the night scenery and let out a heavy sigh.

Park Sun-young and Hu Donghai both remained silent; they could tell that Zhao Fusheng was not in a good mood right now.

The car sped forward. In early February, the weather in Korea was undoubtedly cold, but fortunately, the car had heating, so there was no chill.

"Find a rest stop and pull over."

Zhao Fusheng suddenly said to Hu Donghai.

Hu Donghai was startled: "Okay."

Soon, the car stopped at a rest stop.

Zhao Fusheng got out of the car, followed by several bodyguards and Park Sun-young.

"Miss Park, you don't need to follow. Just wait in the car."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Park Sun-young.

Park Sun-young was a bit surprised and looked at Zhao Fusheng in confusion.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged and didn't explain.

Instead, Hu Donghai explained to her: "It's like this: when the chairman encounters a problem, he likes to take a walk alone."

"Oh, oh..."

Park Sun-young finally understood; so he wanted to take a walk.

But that was normal; she had heard before that many important people had quirks. She had heard that a certain American billionaire, when faced with a difficult decision, liked to go racing. Others liked bungee jumping. In short, these big shots had really peculiar hobbies.

From that perspective, Zhao Fusheng's hobby of taking solitary walks was understandable.

Hu Donghai left two bodyguards for Park Sun-young and led the other five companions, following behind Zhao Fusheng as they walked into the distance.

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Most of Korea's highways were built among towering mountains. It was already late at night, and Zhao Fusheng walked alone on a forest path, surrounded by Hu Donghai and the others.

"Boss, we can't go any further."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng about to head farther away, Hu Donghai quickly stopped him.

Zhao Fusheng stopped upon hearing this and stood there for a long time without speaking.

Looking at his back, Hu Donghai made a few gestures to the people around him, and several figures melted into the darkness. Although there was actually no danger now, they still wouldn't let their guard down.

"Old Hu, tell me, if you were on a mission before and encountered enemies from all sides, what would you do?" Zhao Fusheng suddenly asked Hu Donghai.

Hu Donghai was startled and frowned: "What?"

Zhao Fusheng then realized he hadn't expressed himself clearly, smiled, and continued: "I mean, if you were on a mission before and were surrounded by many enemies, what would you do?"

"Trapped in a siege?"

Hu Donghai thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Depends on the situation. Are the enemies strong?"

"Yes, all very strong, each stronger than you. And they are all enemies of each other."

Zhao Fusheng nodded very affirmatively.

"Simple."

Hu Donghai hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Just kill them one by one."

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng stared at him in shock: "What do you mean, kill them one by one?"

He was really taken aback; he had only asked Hu Donghai what to do, and he actually said to kill them one by one. Was this guy crazy?

"Exactly."

Hu Donghai, unaware of Zhao Fusheng's thoughts, explained on his own: "Since they're all enemies, of course we have to take them all out. But of course, we can't rush it. We can hide first and let them fight among themselves, and then when they're exhausted, we come out and pick up the pieces."

Hiss!

Zhao Fusheng drew in a cold breath, looking at Hu Donghai in surprise. He hadn't expected the guy to be so ruthless.

But on second thought, what he said did make a lot of sense.

"Right, we should hide."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, muttering to himself.

Hu Donghai didn't know what he was talking about and found it a bit strange, but he didn't speak again.

With a smile, Zhao Fusheng said, "Sometimes, being a person and doing business are actually the same."

Having said that, he didn't care whether Hu Donghai understood him or not, and waved his hand: "Come on, let's go back."

"Okay."

Hu Donghai nodded repeatedly.

It was pitch black and in the middle of nowhere; although his men were skilled, if something unexpected happened, they'd have no one to turn to.

The group walked back to the rest stop and got back into the car.

"Chairman, are you all right?"

Zhao Fusheng got in the car, and Park Sun-young asked with concern.

Shaking his head, Zhao Fusheng smiled: "I'm fine, sorry for worrying you. Let's go."

Park Sun-young didn't understand, but she nodded and didn't ask further.

As a subordinate, showing appropriate concern for the boss was enough; she had no right to ask anything else.

Before coming to work for Zhao Fusheng, Liang Jingyu had instructed her not to interfere in the boss's private life or in what he wanted to do, and to just follow Zhao Fusheng's orders.

And after spending these few days together, Park Sun-young had gained some understanding of the chairman's temperament. She was certain that he was a very opinionated person.

An opinionated person meant a strong character.

Although Zhao Fusheng always appeared amiable toward them and wasn't very strict when he spoke, Park Sun-young knew well that once such a person decided something, he would never change his mind because of anyone's words.

To be precise, 'mean what you say and follow through' was probably an accurate description of Zhao Fusheng.

So, although she really didn't understand Zhao Fusheng's behavior and was even quite curious, she held back. Because if the boss wanted to tell her, he would naturally speak up; if he didn't want to, asking rashly might displease him and cause her to lose his trust.

Park Sun-young was quite satisfied with her current job, and she didn't want to lose it because of a momentary indiscretion.

After all, the position of secretary general at Hanxing Investment offered treatment comparable to that of mid-level executives at some large conglomerates.

Moreover, she was a woman.

In a country like South Korea, as a woman, being able to reach where she was today, Park Sun-young knew very well how much she had paid and how difficult it had been.

To put it bluntly, if she left Hanxing Investment, she probably wouldn't find such a good job again.

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On the way back, Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything else, just sat there silently, even taking a nap.

Finally, at a little past one in the morning, they arrived in Seoul.

"Chairman, are we going back to the residence?"

Hu Donghai woke Zhao Fusheng and asked him.

Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "Forget it, let's go to the Shilla Hotel."

"Ah?"

Hu Donghai was startled, somewhat surprised, not quite understanding Zhao Fusheng's intention.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Let's go."

Since he said so, the others naturally had nothing more to say; anyway, it was a business trip, and since the boss had spoken, they couldn't argue.

The car slowly started and stopped again when they reached the Shilla Hotel.

Park Sun-young also followed Zhao Fusheng and the others into the hotel.

Zhao Fusheng didn't ask for a so-called presidential suite but had Park Sun-young book regular standard rooms.

It was getting late, so without further ado, everyone went to rest.

After taking a shower, Zhao Fusheng went straight to sleep, and the next day, as soon as he opened his eyes, he received a call from Lee Boo-jin.

This eldest daughter of Samsung was already impatient.