Chapter 2186: One Billion US Dollars

Expand into Europe?

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback by Tan Kaixuan's words, then hesitated.

To be honest, he didn't have a deep understanding of the international economic situation. After all, in his previous life, he wasn't a big shot; being able to remember some domestic matters was already quite difficult.

As for major and minor events abroad, they were completely baffling to Zhao Fusheng.

In his limited memory, Brexit seemed like a big deal, and the future development of the European economy wasn't great, with all sorts of issues.

As for Italy, its economy seemed to have collapsed.

Because the Serie A league had completely declined, unable to afford any good players.

And then, that was it.

Zhao Fusheng simply couldn't recall what exactly happened in Europe.

So when Tan Kaixuan brought this up, he hesitated for a long time without giving an answer.

"What, you're not optimistic?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng's strange reaction, Tan Kaixuan asked in surprise.

In his memory, Zhao Fusheng rarely acted like this.

From start to finish, the guy always seemed to have everything under control, as if nothing could stump him.

But now, Zhao Fusheng had hesitated for a long time without giving an answer to his proposal, which caught Tan Kaixuan off guard.

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly and finally shook his head: "It's not that I'm not optimistic; I just can't make up my mind."

This was his honest thought.

Leaving aside whether he had memories from a past life, the mere idea of Tan Kaixuan wanting to expand into Europe didn't sit well with Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng didn't think Europe had no future; rather, he was well aware that expanding into Europe might turn him into a second Li Ka-shing.

Wait!

Li Ka-shing?

If he remembered correctly, Li Ka-shing seemed to have started transferring assets from China to Europe about ten or eight years later.

What was the reason?

Zhao Fusheng didn't know, but he seemed to recall something like that.

With that in mind, Zhao Fusheng nodded to Tan Kaixuan: "Since you have this idea, let's give it a try."

"Huh?"

Tan Kaixuan was startled, surprised that Zhao Fusheng agreed so readily.

He had thought Zhao Fusheng might discuss it further, but the guy simply nodded.

What was going on?

Zhao Fusheng didn't explain anything to Tan Kaixuan, but said with a smile: "But let's be clear first, we're just trying, allocating some funds for positioning."

After all, both of them were quite wealthy now; if they really entered Europe, it would attract a lot of attention.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to become a target.

His philosophy had always been to make money quietly, and it had never changed.

Tan Kaixuan understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning, knowing he didn't like being too flashy, so he nodded in agreement.

They chatted for a while longer, and Tan Kaixuan stayed for dinner at Zhao Fusheng's place, eventually spending the night.

……

……

The next day, Tan Kaixuan moved quickly. After spending some time with his wife, he took her to Europe for an inspection. Zhao Fusheng secretly thought the guy just wanted to take a break.

A business trip!

Definitely a business trip!

Of course, that was just a joke. Although Tan Kaixuan's business wasn't as extensive as Zhao Fusheng's, he was focused and passionate about investing.

Even Zhao Fusheng didn't know exactly how many companies he had invested in.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng felt that even if only a tenth of those companies went public, Tan Kaixuan's net worth would be a terrifying figure.

But that was Tan Kaixuan's own business, and Zhao Fusheng didn't ask further.

He hoped to become the next Son Masayoshi, but didn't know that years later, Mr. Son would also fall into trouble.

Investment always involves both risk and opportunity. No one can guarantee they will invest in a successful company, because even after listing, the market value might fall below the issue price.

That's not impossible.

As for Future Group, everything was running smoothly.

"Lee Boo-jin has raised about one billion US dollars."

Dong Chenxi sat in Zhao Fusheng's office, holding a document, and handed it to him: "Take a look. I didn't expect Miss Lee to have such influence."

That was the truth. Even knowing that Lee Boo-jin had certain backing, Dong Chenxi hadn't expected her to raise a full billion dollars.

That amount was no small sum in the investment world.

"Heh."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, took the document, and said while reading: "You really think those Korean chaebols have no money? They just don't want to fork it out. That's why Roh Moo-hyun was so hard on them, and in the end, he was bitten back."

By then, former South Korean President Roh Moo-hyun had already jumped to his death.

Although he had a good impression of this politician who came from a平民 lawyer background, Zhao Fusheng never tried to change his fate, not only because he couldn't, but also because some things were beyond external forces.

Even a god would be powerless against that bunch of奇葩 politicians and businessmen in South Korea.

A country with twisted values simply couldn't be saved.

"You mean this is money from those chaebols?"

Dong Chenxi frowned slightly and asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Not necessarily."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Those Koreans are shrewd."

"What do you mean?"

Obviously, his words were vague, and Dong Chenxi didn't understand.

After all, Dong Chenxi's understanding of Korean chaebols wasn't as deep as Zhao Fusheng's.

And Zhao Fusheng's understanding of this奇葩 country was clearer than anyone's, especially with all the news and information in later years; as a modern person, he had some knowledge.

"What Koreans like most is not putting all their eggs in one basket."

Zhao Fusheng explained to Dong Chenxi: "So they like to hedge their bets."

Hedge their bets?

Hearing those four words, Dong Chenxi was startled, then laughed.

Come to think of it, that really fit the Korean character; they liked to do that.

Offend no one, dare not offend anyone, maneuvering among the strong to seek their own interests.

This was the tragedy of a small nation, but also their national trait.

For centuries, maneuvering among powerful nations had worn away their blood and courage. Even after the war ended, the former founding father Kim Gu was assassinated.

After that, they completely lost their backbone and only knew how to submit.