Chapter 1645: Talks Collapsed?

The most difficult thing in this world is to persuade others.

Because it is a particularly troublesome process: you need to instill your theory into the other party, making them accept and endorse your viewpoint.

Just like now, Zhao Fusheng had to convince Xue Yuanfang to understand that the cooperation between Samsung and himself was a mutual understanding.

To be precise, it was an unspoken agreement between Lee Kun-hee and himself.

The vast majority of Samsung's equity was held by foreign capital; Lee Kun-hee and his family, relying on less than two percent of the equity and voting rights, controlled this massive business empire.

This had both advantages and disadvantages.

But regardless, under the current circumstances, if Lee Kun-hee had the opportunity to expand Samsung's influence abroad, he would never miss it.

Not to mention Lee Kun-hee; if it were Zhao Fusheng himself, he would do the same.

There was deep knowledge involved here, not something that could be explained in a few words, but Zhao Fusheng believed Xue Yuanfang could understand his meaning.

As it turned out, Xue Yuanfang was not that stupid; as soon as Zhao Fusheng hinted at it, he understood.

"Don't worry, I'll coordinate well with Dong Chenxi."

Xue Yuanfang said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "That's fine. I have only one request: make as big a splash as possible. For us, this is an opportunity to advertise."

"Alright, I understand."

Rolling his eyes, Xue Yuanfang said to Zhao Fusheng.

He naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning; Samsung might not need this advertisement, but Future Group did.

Seizing an opportunity to advertise and promote Future Group.

This was the concept Zhao Fusheng had instilled in the public relations department.

The era of "good wine needs no bush" was over; in the current age, any enterprise needed publicity to make itself and its products known to the public.

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Three days later, in the Future Investment conference room.

"Slap!"

A stack of documents was slapped onto the table. Lee Jae-yong glared at Dong Chenxi and said in English: "Miss Dong, are you telling me a joke?"

When Koreans spoke English, due to their accent, it sounded interesting; their tongues were stiff, often making them recognizable at once.

Even a chaebol scion like Lee Jae-yong was the same when speaking English.

But there was no help for it; one side didn't understand Korean, the other didn't understand Chinese.

Lee Boo-jin did know Chinese, but clearly, Lee Jae-yong could no longer wait for his sister to translate.

Glancing at the aggressive Young Master Lee, Dong Chenxi remained unhurried; she had seen this posture often over the past two days and had grown accustomed to it.

At first, she would be startled, thinking she had pushed the other party too far, but after repeated occurrences, she understood: the siblings Lee Boo-jin and Lee Jae-yong were playing good cop, bad cop with her.

If they truly didn't want to negotiate, they would have packed up and left long ago, not entangled with her time and again.

Smiling lightly, Dong Chenxi looked at Lee Jae-yong: "Mr. Lee, I think you may have misunderstood something."

"Misunderstood?"

Lee Jae-yong was startled, looking at Dong Chenxi in surprise; he didn't understand what she meant.

"First, I am negotiating with you, not telling jokes. Second, this agreement was personally proposed by our chairman. If you are dissatisfied with it, please consult your company's Chairman Lee Kun-hee and then give me your reply, okay?"

Dong Chenxi spoke unhurriedly, slowly uttering words that would infuriate Lee Jae-yong, her expression quite relaxed.

"You!"

Lee Jae-yong was furious!

At the initial contact, he had somewhat underestimated Dong Chenxi; after all, according to the data, she was not a professional finance graduate but had taken charge of Future Investment purely because of her personal relationship with Zhao Fusheng.

But as negotiations deepened, he gradually discovered that Dong Chenxi was extremely troublesome.

No matter what posture he and his sister adopted, even threatening to end the negotiations, it was all useless in front of Dong Chenxi.

She was like a rock; no matter what storms came before her, they could not change her.

"I'm just an employee; I hope you can understand my difficulties, Mr. Lee." Dong Chenxi glanced at Lee Jae-yong indifferently and said flatly.

She was now genuinely unimpressed with Samsung's crown prince; there was no help for it—Lee Jae-yong's performance before her was truly unremarkable, making it hard for Dong Chenxi to think highly of him.

On the contrary, it was the always low-key Lee Boo-jin who kept Dong Chenxi on high alert.

Compared to the impulsive and hot-tempered Lee Jae-yong, Lee Boo-jin had always behaved courteously from the start of negotiations, like an outsider.

On this point alone, Dong Chenxi felt that this woman was definitely not an easy mark.

She remembered that when she was young, the elders in her family had told her that dogs that bite don't bark; the truly terrifying ones are often those who don't make a sound.

Therefore, Dong Chenxi had always maintained the highest level of vigilance toward Lee Boo-jin.

Sure enough, after a heated exchange between Lee Jae-yong and Dong Chenxi, Lee Boo-jin smiled slightly, looked at Dong Chenxi, and slowly spoke: "Miss Dong, since this agreement was proposed by your company's Chairman Zhao, may I request a face-to-face meeting with your chairman to discuss the details of the agreement?"

Pausing, Lee Boo-jin said meaningfully: "After all, this is no small business. With such a large transaction amount involving company shares, to be honest, I am very curious about the shockwaves once the news is announced."

"This..."

Dong Chenxi hesitated immediately, cursing inwardly.

There was no help for it; this was an issue she had been avoiding but couldn't avoid.

Like the siblings Lee Jae-yong and Lee Boo-jin, she also did not have the final say.

Or, to be precise, she was also a negotiating representative.

A so-called negotiating representative naturally represents the big boss behind the scenes, haggling over every detail at the negotiating table, but the final decision undoubtedly rests with the big bosses.

However, compared to Lee Kun-hee, Zhao Fusheng was younger and naturally more open-minded, so Dong Chenxi could sit here and speak freely, unlike the Lee siblings, who had to report the negotiation content to their father after each meeting.

Lee Kun-hee's sense of power was acute, especially in recent years; once he felt his control over Samsung gradually slipping, he would begin to purge.

The so-called purge naturally meant cleaning out those who were disobedient.

This included Lee Boo-jin and Lee Jae-yong, and could extend to any senior executive at Samsung.

Often, the senior executives used various rules and regulations, as well as certain company strategies, to exercise power on his behalf, which greatly dissatisfied Lee Kun-hee.

People like Lee Kun-hee wanted all power concentrated in their own hands, then exercise these important powers themselves.

Therefore, even if Lee Boo-jin and Lee Jae-yong were his biological children, in Lee Kun-hee's eyes, he would never allow them to make certain decisions over his head.

"Miss Dong, if I were you, I would call your chairman."

Lee Boo-jin looked at Dong Chenxi and said slowly: "I think the time for haggling has been long enough. Perhaps we should get down to business sooner, don't you think?"

Clearly, her words were spoken after careful consideration.

Dong Chenxi frowned slightly, originally intending to refuse Lee Boo-jin, but then she thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.

"Ms. Lee Boo-jin, since you say so, as you wish."

After a silence of about ten seconds, Dong Chenxi looked at Lee Boo-jin and said word by word: "I will inform our chairman immediately and ask him to come and negotiate with you."

Hearing Dong Chenxi's words, Lee Boo-jin was startled, somewhat surprised, with a look of astonishment in her eyes.

Not only her, but Lee Jae-yong beside her was also stunned.

Because Dong Chenxi's words just now were not spoken in Chinese, but in English.

Could it be that Future Group had finally decided to end this negotiation?