The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 467 Come to the door
Of course, regardless of the box office performance or critical reception of "House of Flying Daggers" and "Kung Fu Hustle," it has nothing to do with Xu Jiuyang, because when the movies were showing, he had already put up a sign to sell Seoul.

"I'd like to know, Mr. Xu, were those suggestions about smartphones really yours?" Lee Kun-hee asked, holding a tablet that looked more familiar than someone else's in the large study.

The tablet in his hand was noticeably smaller than the one he had seen last time, and the otherwise empty interface appeared smoother as he swiped his fingers across it.

"Mr. Li is so resourceful, what can't he find out?" Xu Jiuyang replied.

At the same time, I felt a little strange. Lee Kun-hee's attitude towards me seemed different from last time.

“Mr. Xu, you flatter me. There are some things that can be done, but not things that cannot be done,” Lee Kun-hee said with a faint smile. “I’m just curious. Mr. Xu has never worked in the semiconductor industry, yet he has a judgment in this area that surpasses that of others.”

“Probably because I can see the future,” Xu Jiuyang spread his hands, “just like Yunxin.”

Sure enough, this guy used to see me from his father's perspective, but now he's switched to seeing me from the perspective of the Samsung chairman. No wonder Lee Yoon-hyung was so confident before we came that nothing would happen on this trip to Seoul.

not to mention--

“I also asked Angela for help, and she’s coming over too. If anything unexpected happens, she’ll come right away,” Li Yunxin added.

Hmm... I could actually have left that sentence unsaid. Xu Jiuyang sighed inwardly, feeling very strange. If they continued like this, no matter how proactive he was, he would never be able to repay them.

Oh, it's already too late to pay it back. Never mind then.

Lee Kun-hee stared at him for a moment before asking, "In that case, Mr. Su, what do you think of Samsung's future?"

“This topic is a bit too broad, Mr. Li,” Xu Jiuyang smiled, “but if you really want to hear what I have to say, I will speak my mind.”

He paused here, but Lee Kun-hee didn't react at all, remaining calm and composed, as if he were listening attentively.

“As long as you’re still here, Samsung won’t have any problems, even if every president tries to take something from Samsung, even if your brothers and sisters never give up.” Xu Jiuyang continued, “Of course, it’s also possible that they’re just putting on an act for you, but it doesn’t matter. After all, the first sentence is the most important.”

“Jae-yong’s attitude was indeed not very good, but there’s no need to say that about him, is there?” Lee Kun-hee said after a moment of thought.

"It has nothing to do with that. I'm just telling the truth. Mr. Lee has witnessed South Korea's development and understands the workings of the world to some extent, which is why he can walk a tightrope between foreign capital. As for Mr. Lee Jr..." Xu Jiuyang chuckled and didn't finish his sentence.

This time, Lee Kun-hee remained silent for a long time, but he finally spoke: "Mr. Seo looks down on people to some extent."

“No, no, no,” Xu Jiuyang shook his head, “Compared to other rich second-generation and third-generation heirs, Mr. Li is already quite good, but he can’t control the overall situation, so—”

He drew out his words slightly: "He will definitely compromise with his sisters."

For a fleeting moment, a sharp glint flashed in Lee Kun-hee's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and clapped his hands lightly: "Only now do I realize that you are indeed thinking of Yoon-hyung."

"No, after all I've said, is this all you care about? I even thought your attitude had changed, but it has, though not completely." Xu Jiuyang thought to himself, while outwardly he still smiled and shrugged.

"If there is nothing else, please allow me to take my leave," he said.

"I hope Mr. Xu has a pleasant time here." Lee Kun-hee nodded. Emerging from the study, Xu Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, having dealt with the other party. There shouldn't be anything else... right?

So far, at least Lee Jae-yong has only subtly called him a bastard and shown disdain in private conversations. Others, whether it's his usually reclusive second sister Lee Seo-hyun or the supposedly authoritative Na Hong-hee, have only been rather indifferent.

Oh, and there's one more guy...

"Ah, Jiuyang, you're out! I was really worried about you." As they arrived at the porch by the garden of the Li family manor, a man greeted them with a broad smile. It was clear that he had been waiting there specifically for them.

"Is there something you need, Youzai?" Xu Jiuyang nodded politely but coldly.

"I can tell you've passed the test. Let's go out and have some fun tomorrow, as a way to celebrate," he said with a smile.

Xu Jiuyang frowned slightly, then quickly smoothed his brow, indicating his refusal: "I'm sorry, I have things to discuss with Yunxin tomorrow, let's talk about it later."

“I see,” Im Woo-jae said, not giving up. “Then there should be time the day after tomorrow.”

"I'm sorry, I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow," Xu Jiuyang continued to refuse, preparing to bypass him.

"Hey, don't you think this is a bit rude?" Ren Youzai finally lost his temper, grabbed Xu Jiuyang's arm, and said unhappily.

"Of course not." Xu Jiuyang chuckled. "Politeness is for family and friends, but not for you and me."

“You…” Ren Youzai’s face turned slightly red, and he gripped Xu Jiuyang’s arm more tightly.

But the next second he hissed in shock, because someone very decisively grabbed his thumb and flicked it away.

"Damn it!" Ren Youzai hurriedly reached out to pry it open, but Xu Jiuyang used a little force and made him cry out.

However, he dared not speak too loudly, because no one knew if a servant might pop out from the corner. He, as the son-in-law, had already lost face at home, and if he made a fool of himself again, he wouldn't be able to stay.

"Let go... let go!" Ren Youzai roared angrily and anxiously, finally pulling his hand back. He rubbed his thumb while looking at Xu Jiuyang with a mixture of anger and cowardice.

"Let me be frank, Mr. Ren. The reason you want to invite me out isn't because you're so kind and want to integrate me into the Li family, but because you finally have a shield to use to draw attention to your enemies," Xu Jiuyang said casually.

"After all, you are the senior; after all, I am Chinese. When everyone starts pointing fingers at me and unintentionally targeting me, you will be free. You can not only leisurely watch from the sidelines, but you can even join in and completely integrate into it, right?" he continued, his smile full of mockery.

"You...I..." Im Woo-jae's face turned bright red. "Nonsense...nonsense! You bastard...you Chinese, how dare you talk to me like that!"

Despite his hoarse voice, he tried to control it, his indignation mixed with guilt, clearly indicating that he had been proven right.

Xu Jiuyang gave him no chance: "From now on, don't bother me anymore, otherwise, I will make your status in the Li family even lower. You can go to Li Fuzhen and cry, but it doesn't matter. Yunxin and I are just business partners. I don't rely on her for a living. I'm here just to fulfill my business obligations. So, I emphasize again, don't bother me anymore, Mr. Ren!"

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation, leaving Ren Youzai standing alone in the corridor, unsure whether to leave or stay, feeling pitiful and helpless.

(End of this chapter)