Chapter 1825 Fair Trade

Time passed quickly, and before long it was almost Christmas.

Yu Feihong, of course, did not lecture Zhao Fusheng. Their relationship was what it was, and she wasn't the type to be unreasonable. Naturally, she knew that Zhao Fusheng was trying to help her by thinking of finding her a boyfriend.

But even so, she still called Fan Baobao and told her to inform Zhao Fusheng not to do such pointless things.

When Fan Baobao relayed the message to Zhao Fusheng, he looked helpless. It seemed Sister Feihong really wasn't planning to date for the time being.

"It depends on fate."

Fan Baobao said casually, seeing that Zhao Fusheng seemed a bit down.

"That's true."

Zhao Fusheng nodded. Maybe Sister Feihong would meet the man she liked in a couple of years.

This matter soon came to an end.

And Zhao Fusheng, for his part, naturally turned his attention to other things.

Some time ago, Zhao Fusheng did not appear at Alibaba's bell-ringing ceremony. Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi attended in his place, conveying his thoughts to Sequoia Capital and SoftBank.

Dong Chenxi even communicated with Yahoo as well.

As a result, almost the entire mainstream investment community in Europe and America learned that Future Investment intended to sell its stake in Alibaba.

And the most panicked person was undoubtedly Ma Xiaoyun.

The reason was simple: according to outside rumors, Zhao Fusheng was selling not only equity but also voting rights, meaning he planned to withdraw from the Alibaba project.

Upon hearing this news, Ma Xiaoyun wasted no time and rushed to the capital overnight.

"I need to see Mr. Zhao."

Facing Dong Chenxi, Ma Xiaoyun said earnestly.

Dong Chenxi frowned slightly: "President Ma, I can't make a decision on this."

This was the truth. Zhao Fusheng was always low-key. Not to mention Ma Xiaoyun, he even refused to attend public events or interviews with official media.

In Zhao Fusheng's own words, "I'm not breaking the law, so why should I be called over like a monkey to be exhibited?"

Hearing Dong Chenxi's words, Ma Xiaoyun looked bitter.

Of course he knew Dong Chenxi couldn't make the decision, but the problem was, apart from Dong Chenxi, he had no one else to turn to!

Ma Xiaoyun, though riding high and considered a newly risen tycoon in China, was still not on Zhao Fusheng's level.

The problem was that Zhao Fusheng was even more formidable.

It was like a billionaire with a net worth of one billion dollars could show off in front of millionaires and centimillionaires, but wouldn't dare to openly oppose a multibillionaire.

The other party could casually come up with funds that dwarfed his entire net worth—how could he compete?

Moreover, Ma Xiaoyun knew that Zhao Fusheng's personality was truly that casual. At his level, choosing a partner depended not only on interests but also on his own will.

Simply put, once you're rich enough to a certain extent, you can ignore some things.

Ma Xiaoyun was striving to become that kind of person, while Zhao Fusheng had already become one.

That was the biggest difference between the two.

"Miss Dong, please do me this favor." Ma Xiaoyun looked at Dong Chenxi earnestly.

He knew very well that Dong Chenxi could refuse this request, but if she agreed, he would owe her a favor.

"Then let me make a call."

Dong Chenxi thought for a moment and said to Ma Xiaoyun, "But if he doesn't want to see you, there's nothing I can do."

"Okay."

Ma Xiaoyun nodded, looking gloomy.

He wasn't stupid, of course he understood what Dong Chenxi meant.

In other words, Dong Chenxi probably also welcomed the sale of Zhao Fusheng's stake.

After all, it wouldn't cause any loss to them.

Unexpectedly, after Dong Chenxi's call, Zhao Fusheng quickly agreed to meet Ma Xiaoyun.

Watching Ma Xiaoyun leave in a hurry, Dong Chenxi dialed again.

"He's on his way."

Dong Chenxi said to Zhao Fusheng, "But are you really going to do this?"

"Why not?" Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Since when did you start sympathizing with others?"

"It's not sympathy."

Dong Chenxi shook her head. "I just think he might not fall for it."

"Heh..."

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly. "Do you think he still can't figure out that we did this on purpose?"

Zhao Fusheng had never underestimated Ma Xiaoyun.

After all, he was one of the genuine big shots; the title of 'Father Ma' was not undeserved.

People like him couldn't survive in the business world if they weren't quick-witted.

Probably on the way back from Future Investment, he would realize that Zhao Fusheng and Dong Chenxi were putting on a double act for him.

The purpose, naturally, was about the equity.

And for him, that would actually be good news.

……

……

Soon, Ma Xiaoyun was led by Wu Sijie into Zhao Fusheng's villa.

"Chairman, long time no see."

"Yes, long time no see."

The two shook hands politely and exchanged pleasantries.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Ma Xiaoyun, "President Ma has been riding high lately. Alibaba's listing results are excellent. As an investor, I share the pride."

He meant it. As an investor, the higher Alibaba's stock price, the better for Zhao Fusheng, since it meant the value of his shares increased.

"You flatter me."

Ma Xiaoyun was very modest. Even though his smile was blooming and his small eyes were squinted into slits, he still didn't act arrogantly in front of Zhao Fusheng.

After all, as the old saying goes, showing off depends on the audience.

"Have a seat."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and invited Ma Xiaoyun to sit on the sofa.

Wu Sijie brought fruit and placed it on the coffee table.

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, "My wife is pregnant, so I rarely go out these days. How does President Ma have time to come to the capital?"

"Well..."

Ma Xiaoyun cursed an F-word in his mind, but kept a smile on his face. "I heard that Future Investment might be selling its shares?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded. "That's the idea. What's up?"

Hearing his words, Ma Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Zhao Fusheng was willing to be honest with him, things would be much easier.

"Chairman, if possible, would you sell the shares to me and my team?"

Ma Xiaoyun looked at Zhao Fusheng seriously.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned slightly, then said, "President Ma, forgive me for asking, but if I sell the shares to you, what can you give me in return?"

Simply put, selling the shares was fine, but Ma Xiaoyun would have to pay a corresponding price. That was inevitable.

Otherwise, why would Zhao Fusheng sell the shares to him and his team?

In other words, Zhao Fusheng was asking Ma Xiaoyun to put his chips on the table.

Ma Xiaoyun took a deep breath, looked into Zhao Fusheng's eyes, and said word by word, "Chairman, what do you think of Alipay?"

"Hmm?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled and looked at Ma Xiaoyun in surprise.

He had thought Ma Xiaoyun would offer something else in exchange, but he never expected it to be Alipay.

"I'm willing to give up another portion of Alipay's shares."

Ma Xiaoyun looked at Zhao Fusheng and said solemnly.

Alipay was also developing rapidly now. Overall, it was a company with as much potential as Taobao.

However, because of the lesson from Taobao, Ma Xiaoyun had a strong desire to control the company's shares. Apart from initially giving Future Investment a portion of equity, he had firmly held onto most of the company's shares until now.

And now, for Alibaba's shares, he had to resort to this and exchange with Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng suddenly laughed. For him, this was undoubtedly an unexpected gain.