Chapter 0982: Having Eyes but Failing to Recognize Mount Tai

Although he really wanted to deduct Dong Chenxi's year-end bonus as punishment for her mockery, Zhao Fusheng thought it over and gave up the idea. After all, the guy who could only be blackened by the sun was not yet famous in the mainland.

Once Gu Tianle became famous, his own slightly similar face should also be considered handsome by some.

After all, the ordinary-looking Gu Tianle was as famous as Liu Qiangdong, who claimed not to know whether his wife was beautiful.

"By the way, Sequoia Capital—that's the American venture capital firm, right?" Dong Chenxi teased Zhao Fusheng a few times, satisfied, and shifted the topic to business, asking him.

Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at her speechlessly: "You don't think that at an occasion like this, someone could impersonate and sneak in, do you?"

Dong Chenxi smiled sheepishly and pouted: "How would I know? When we chatted earlier, I knew there was a Sequoia Investment in the US, but I didn't expect they'd start getting involved domestically."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "If that guy is real, it seems Sequoia plans to enter our country."

"Whoever they are, just because he drove you away just now, I'll never cooperate with them in this lifetime." Dong Chenxi said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed.

In the past, Zhao Fusheng had a rather dark heart. Having experienced too many betrayals, he had only limited tolerance for all things bright. But he didn't expect to hear such words from Dong Chenxi.

Clearly, Dong Chenxi wasn't angry because of her subordinate relationship with him, but genuinely furious that the other party had inexplicably driven him away.

Human nature is a very interesting thing. Like stars that are dim during the day but occasionally flicker at night, reminding us of their existence.

Perhaps that is the charm of life.

Zhao Fusheng thought so, then shook his head and said to Dong Chenxi: "You can't say that. He didn't know who I was. If there's a chance, we can cooperate with them."

Then, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said: "Have you forgotten what I told you on the plane when we came?"

Dong Chenxi was taken aback, then frowned slightly: "You're not joking, are you?"

Zhao Fusheng shrugged and didn't speak again, clearly not intending to continue this topic here.

Dong Chenxi naturally understood his meaning, nodded and said nothing more, but doubts arose in her heart.

After all, what Zhao Fusheng had told her on the plane was that after Shengda went public, he planned to sell all his shares in Shengda Technology!

That is, Zhao Fusheng wasn't joking. From the very beginning, he never intended to truly cooperate with Chen Tianqiao!

Thinking that three years ago, when Shengda Technology was still in trouble, Zhao Fusheng had already laid out such a plan, Dong Chenxi felt a chill down her spine and found Zhao Fusheng even more unfathomable.

Probably no one but himself could understand what he really wanted to do...

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"Dear Miss Dong, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us?"

Just as Dong Chenxi was lost in thought, a familiar voice sounded in her ear. Looking up, she saw James, who claimed to be a manager of Sequoia Capital, standing before her.

And this time, James's expression looked quite sincere.

"Misunderstanding?" Dong Chenxi squinted, smiling ambiguously at James: "I think so. Mr. James from the United States of America, have you heard a Chinese idiom?"

"What idiom?" James was startled and asked curiously.

Considering himself a China hand, he really didn't know any idiom he hadn't heard of.

"A leaf before the eye blocks Mount Tai." Dong Chenxi chuckled, said eight words, then smiled at James: "Mr. James, I look forward to our next meeting."

Then she walked straight away, leaving James with a strange expression.

By now, if James still couldn't sense the problem, he would have wasted all his years in the business.

Those who could gain a foothold on Wall Street and reach their current positions all had IQs that easily surpassed the so-called experts. Especially elites like James, who were the cream of the crop.

Both Kondo's sarcastic words and Dong Chenxi's eight-character idiom pointed to one fact: he had missed someone he shouldn't have.

Or more precisely, he had missed some important figure from Future Investment.

Connecting this to Dong Chenxi's identity as general manager of Future Investment, James slapped his forehead: "Shit! I'm so damn stupid! I missed him!"

At this point, he naturally realized that the person he had driven away was the real big boss.

Although somewhat surprised by the other's youth, James now regretted even more that he had missed the opportunity to build a good relationship with him.

Frustrated, James stood there for a long time without moving. Finally, he shook his head helplessly, sighed, and instead of staying, turned and left the party.

"Huh, what's up? That James guy, why did he leave?"

"The one from Sequoia Capital?"

Recently, James's name had been frequently mentioned in Shanghai's internet circle. Everyone knew that a Sequoia investment manager was contacting promising companies. Many had planned to have a good talk with him today, but unexpectedly, he left directly.

Some noticed James's departure and started discussing, obviously guessing the reason.

"Mr. Chen, it seems someone made a wrong choice and couldn't bear to stay here." Nearby, Kondo held a wine glass and smiled at Chen Tianqiao beside him.

Chen Tianqiao's expression was quite interesting. He shrugged and said meaningfully: "Yes, it seems Mr. James mistook someone."

"That's normal. After all, not everyone, like our SoftBank, has an eye for heroes." Kondo said politely.

"Exactly, Mr. Kondo is right." Chen Tianqiao nodded: "I hope our cooperation goes smoothly."

Then the two smiled at each other, tacit understanding.

For them, it was naturally gratifying to see the failed contact between Sequoia and Future Investment. After all, in Chen Tianqiao's heart, he was quite wary of Zhao Fusheng. If Sequoia and Future Investment really joined forces, with the former's financial support, after going public, he couldn't guarantee that Zhao Fusheng wouldn't develop ambitions for control of the company.

As a person with a strong desire for control, Chen Tianqiao maintained sufficient vigilance against anyone who could threaten his control.

Even SoftBank Group, he didn't trust 100%, but now without a more suitable partner, Chen Tianqiao could only choose SoftBank.

Perhaps this is the despicable nature of human nature. In Chen Tianqiao's view now, Zhao Fusheng, who understood the internet, was far more threatening than SoftBank Asia, a venture capital firm.

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Zhao Fusheng naturally didn't know these things. After listening to Chen Tianqiao's speech, he understood that Boss Chen was determined to get Shengda Technology listed on NASDAQ as soon as possible.

For him, this was undoubtedly good news.

Coupled with the appearance of Mr. James from Sequoia Capital later, Zhao Fusheng realized that Shengda Technology was now seen by many venture capitalists as a golden goose.

This explained why James had taken the initiative to approach Dong Chenxi.

In the end, what they were interested in was his equity.

Understanding this, Zhao Fusheng was no longer so bothered by James's earlier offense. After all, as long as he held the equity of Shengda Technology, he and James would surely meet again someday.

And maybe by now, the other party had already figured out his identity.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng neither liked nor disliked these venture capital funds. Having dealt with some venture capital firms in his previous life, he naturally knew that their goal was clear: to make money. As for how the company was run, venture capital and private equity had different styles. The former invested in projects, while the latter purely stirred up trouble in financial markets.

Moreover, in this life, Zhao Fusheng was also very interested in venture capital.

However, the projects he invested in were based on his foreknowledge, seemingly risky but actually stress-free.

But just as the joy of sports is never exclusive to participants or those skilled in a particular sport, deep down, Zhao Fusheng had also thought about whether to try finding a project to invest in himself.

In the world, there are always more people watching football than playing it. Many may never have set foot on a football field in their lives, but during the World Cup, they still punch the air and shout in front of the TV.

The same goes for business. Many people may never have done real venture capital, but that doesn't stop them from loving risk.

"That guy left."

At that moment, Zhang Qian appeared silently beside Zhao Fusheng and said in a low voice.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled: "Is that so? He left."

"Do you think he guessed who I am?"

He muttered to himself, asking Zhang Qian, but unfortunately, the answer was silence.

There was no help for it; Zhang Qian had that personality. He rarely engaged in meaningless topics, even if the speaker was Zhao Fusheng.

Since there was no audience, Zhao Fusheng lost interest in continuing his muttering. He glanced at the party scene, pursed his lips, and said: "Tell Dong Chenxi we can leave. This place isn't for us."

"Okay." Zhang Qian nodded and turned to find Dong Chenxi.

Ten minutes later, the group left the party and returned directly to the hotel.