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Chapter 1648: Keep a Low Profile

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第1648章 低调做人

Having decided to cooperate with Samsung, Zhao Fusheng stopped worrying about what came next.

For him, as the boss, he didn't need to consider so many things; attending to every detail and handling everything personally was something Zhuge Liang did, and that's why he died exhausted.

Zhao Fusheng just wanted to make money, but he didn't want to be bound by money.

As Kant said: 'If we, like animals, follow our inner desires and avoid pain, we become slaves to desire and impulse.'

Life is good in moderation, wrong in excess, and ruined by overindulgence.

Days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye a week went by. Summer was approaching. Occasionally, when Zhao Fusheng went to the company, he could see the female employees dressing more and more lightly.

'The negotiation details are basically finalized. At the latest by May, we can officially announce the news.'

Dong Chenxi reported to Zhao Fusheng.

At this moment, the two were in the headquarters of Future Group, inside Zhao Fusheng's chairman's office.

'Very good.'

Zhao Fusheng nodded with satisfaction: 'I have only one request: make as big a splash as possible, understand?'

'I know.' Dong Chenxi said with a smile: 'I mentioned to Lee Jae-yong and Lee Boo-jin that we plan to have Lee Kun-hee attend the signing ceremony.'

'Him?'

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, not expecting Dong Chenxi to have such a scheme.

But on second thought, Dong Chenxi's approach was correct; Lee Kun-hee's reputation was indeed sufficient.

Still, he shook his head and refused: 'No need for that trouble. Let Zheng Yao handle it and sign with Lee Jae-yong or Lee Boo-jin.'

'Huh?'

Dong Chenxi looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: 'You're not going?'

Originally, in her and Zheng Yao's plan, they wanted Zhao Fusheng and Lee Kun-hee to personally attend the signing, as that would create a big buzz and boost visibility.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and shook his head: 'I'm not interested in fame, and I don't want to be a monkey for the media. Besides, Lee Kun-hee is old; do you think it's appropriate to make him travel all the way to China?'

Although he knew that Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao had good intentions, Zhao Fusheng really didn't intend to put himself in the spotlight.

He admired Wang Wei's style: as a wealthy man, you do business and make money; keeping a low profile never hurts.

Moreover, in Zhao Fusheng's view, being low-key was also a form of protection for the people around him.

People rarely feel envy or jealousy toward things that are far away; they just think it's impressive. Just like ordinary people don't envy the world's richest man but only marvel, because the distance is too great.

They are simply not on the same level.

By keeping a low profile, at least no one would target him or his family.

'Alright, suit yourself.'

Dong Chenxi knew Zhao Fusheng's style and nodded without further comment.

Having known Zhao Fusheng for so many years, she was now familiar with his way of doing things.

Others, when rich, want the whole world to know; Zhao Fusheng wished no one recognized him.

Of course, as long as it was a profitable business, Zhao Fusheng didn't mind doing it, but on the condition that he didn't have to step into the spotlight. This had been his approach since his days in advertising planning, and it had never changed.

'That's settled then.'

Zhao Fusheng closed the folder in front of him and said to Dong Chenxi: 'Also, any news from Ono Masao?'

'Him?'

Hearing Zhao Fusheng mention Ono Masao's name, Dong Chenxi frowned slightly, her expression helpless: 'That guy seems to know we're negotiating with Samsung and has secretly started contacting people from Yahoo and Sequoia.'

Zhao Fusheng laughed: 'Normal, that's his usual move.'

'Should we strike first?'

Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: 'No need. Alibaba is about to go public; there's no point in making a big move now.'

He paused and continued: 'To be honest, we do hold too many Alibaba shares. Have your people draft a plan on how to cash out most profitably after Alibaba goes public.'

'Cash out?'

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Dong Chenxi was stunned. She never expected him to have such an intention.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: 'Yes. You can leak the news to Ma Yun and tell him I don't mind selling some of my shares, but my goal is to make Alibaba's board membership more complex.'

'You mean, dilution?'

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Dong Chenxi's eyes lit up in surprise.

What Zhao Fusheng said was not hard for her to understand; in short, by diluting Alibaba's shares, the shareholder structure of the board would become more complex, turning the board into a battlefield.

What is a battlefield?

A place of chaos!

Simply put, it would make Alibaba's shareholder structure more complicated, so that no one could dominate alone; they would have to unite to control the board.

In such a situation, it would be most advantageous for the relatively weaker party.

In other words, Future Investment was not yet strong enough, and if they wanted to fish in troubled waters to achieve their goals, the best way was the one Zhao Fusheng proposed.

'Yes, think it over and have your people draft a proposal.' Zhao Fusheng instructed Dong Chenxi: 'Of course, keep it confidential, understand?'

'Don't worry, I'll arrange it as soon as I get back.' Dong Chenxi nodded repeatedly. She naturally understood that if what Zhao Fusheng said succeeded, it would only benefit Future Investment's development.

'Also, since we're planning to sell our Twitter shares, I need to go to the US to meet Evan Williams.' Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Dong Chenxi.

'What do you mean?'

Dong Chenxi was puzzled: 'Isn't that too much trouble?'

In her view, this was normal business conduct; Zhao Fusheng didn't need to be so considerate. Just notify Twitter when the time came; why personally go to the US to explain to Evan Williams?

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: 'I need to tell him in person. After all, I funded his startup. Besides, I also need to meet Mark Zuckerberg.'

Of course, he wouldn't tell Dong Chenxi that the most important thing about this US trip was to meet Mark Zuckerberg and warn him not to let Facebook go down the path Zhao Fusheng knew from his previous life.

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In Zhao Fusheng's previous life, one important reason Facebook ultimately failed to enter the Chinese market was that Mark Zuckerberg made a fatal mistake.

That guy actually didn't restrict the anti-China言论 on Facebook.

That was very serious!

No government would allow anyone to slander it.

Especially a social platform.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, Zuckerberg never understood why, despite his repeated overtures to China, he never received a response.

Simply put, one's position determines one's stance. Facebook, being American, naturally wouldn't act for China's interests. Similarly, China, for its own interests, couldn't tolerate him.

The result was that neither side got what they wanted.

What Zhao Fusheng wanted to do was warn Mark Zuckerberg not to do pointless things.

If necessary, he could take a roundabout approach.

Of course, before meeting Zuckerberg, he wouldn't say too much, as it involved Facebook's strategy. Besides, Zhao Fusheng knew that Mark Zuckerberg, seemingly easygoing like the boy next door, was actually no pushover. The movie 'The Social Network' from his previous life had already dissected him thoroughly.

Of course, there might be other things the movie didn't dare to show. After all, not everyone, like Korean filmmakers, likes to take on everyone and everything. Even Hollywood filmmakers know that some people can't be provoked, especially when they have money.