Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 592 Are you two okay? Even dogs won’t believe it!
Ever since seeing this strange scene, Lei Jun has never closed his mouth and his pupils have dilated.

He knew about the ambiguity between Lee Boo-jin and Chen Mo. The occasional video pop-ups when he was discussing business with Chen Mo at night and the glimpse of the Seoul area code in Chen Mo's call records were all clear evidence.

But knowing is one thing, and seeing it with one's own eyes is another. The scene at that moment had a huge impact on his traditional concepts.

I know you two haven't seen each other for a long time, can you please consider other people's feelings!

Just because you own the hotel, you can have fun like this?!
Early in the morning, the woman is on top of the man, and they are having sex in broad daylight. I know I have to close the door!
Are there still morals? Are there still laws?
At this moment, the power of thunder and lightning in Lei Jun's mind was crackling, and countless thoughts were flying. The three views of this traditional entrepreneur were experiencing four three-magnitude earthquakes.
At this moment, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.
Lei Jun's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stammered out a few words: "Xiao, Xiao Mo, Chairman Li. You. You guys..."

Lei Jun reacted and immediately stretched out his hands, ready to jump back into the room like a zombie, "I might still be sleepwalking"

"Stop!" Chen Mo shouted in a low voice.

The two of them stood up quickly with amazing psychological strength, as if the ambiguous posture just now had never existed.

Chen Mo patted the non-existent dust on his body and coughed: "I haven't seen that Fu Zhen sister for many years. I was too engrossed in the conversation last night."

"Let's talk all night long." Lee Boo-jin replied elegantly with a proper smile on her face.

"Oh, yes, yes, that's right." Chen Mo nodded repeatedly.

Lee Boo-jin also returned to her usual attitude and greeted Lei Jun, "Mr. Lei, good morning."

(All night? In the suite?) It turns out it wasn’t just a passionate moment in front of the door, but a whole night in the suite.
Lei Jun's eyes twitched, and he glanced back and forth between the two of them, and finally responded mechanically, "Good morning."

"I guess Mr. Lei has something important to do, so I won't bother you anymore." Lee Boo-jin bowed slightly, turned and left, her every move showing the composure of a chaebol's daughter.

Chen Mo suddenly slapped his forehead: "Sister Fuzhen, wait a minute!" He quickly chased after her.

Lee Boo-jin turned around, tilted her head and looked a little confused.

"Well, I need a favor, that is," he whispered in Lee Boo-jin's ear.
"Simple." Lee Boo-jin tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, revealing her swan-like neck. "Anything else?"

Chen Mo lowered his voice: "There is indeed one more thing."

"what?"

"Your physical condition is still too weak. Next time, come to my place and I will help you to recuperate." The end of his voice had an ambiguous rise.

Lee Boo-jin's ears instantly turned red, and her icy face melted like spring snow: "Maybe some other time."

"You are leaving today." She stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles on Chen Mo's clothes, "Have a safe journey."

"Well, bye, Sister Fuzhen!"

When the two of them hugged each other politely and said goodbye, Lei Jun clearly saw the emotions flowing in Lee Boo-jin's eyes - they were completely different from the aura that kept strangers away at the banquet last night.

As a veteran, Lei Jun knows all too well what this means.
Is this nothing?
As a person involved, Lei Jun, who witnessed this scene, felt so upset. He felt like he was fed with dog food before he even had breakfast.
For a moment, he just wanted to bury this pair of dogs, one in Antarctica and the other on Mars, the farther the better.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, in the gym on the top floor of the Shilla Hotel, the buzzing sound of the treadmill echoed in the empty space.

"Nothing really happened between you last night?"

"no!"

"One is thirty and is as powerful as a wolf, and the other is forty and is as fierce as a tiger, sitting on the ground and sucking dirt. You two don't have a relationship together? Even a dog wouldn't believe it!"

"Believe it or not, if something really happened, with my strong fighting ability, the whole building would know about it. How could you not feel it?"

"Nonsense, how can someone who soaks in wolfberries every day blow such irresponsible foreign B? Is it possible that I drank too much last night, or the soundproofing of Shilla Hotel is good, so I didn't hear it."

"Then blame me~" Chen Mo rolled his eyes, speechless at this business tycoon who suddenly turned into a gossip reporter.

"Are you sure?" Lei Jun asked persistently.

"How about I swear to the lamp?" Chen Mo pretended to raise his hand.

Seeing that Chen Mo even swore to use this trick, Lei Jun reluctantly believed it.

Although this guy is usually not a serious person in private, he is still reliable to the extent of swearing with a lamp.

"Tsk tsk," Lei Jun curled his lips, "You even missed the chance to win glory for the country. Are you still a man?"

"Brother Jun, you are not normal today," Chen Mo looked at him suspiciously, "You have been asking questions since Sister Fuzhen left. If I didn't know that you and Sister Tong have a good relationship, I would have thought..."

"Surrender. I won't ask any more questions. Is that not enough?" Seeing the other party taking out the imperial sword, Lei Jun immediately admitted defeat.

In fact, Lei Jun has never liked gossip, but this time it was different - on one side was the eldest princess of the most prestigious chaebol in South Korea, and on the other side was the younger brother he had watched grow up. The two of them spending a night alone, the imagination alone was enough to write a paid membership novel.

If this news got out, that the precious jewel of the crown of the country was stolen by a Chinese kid? It would probably make countless local men collectively break down, and the streets of Seoul would probably be filled with the gossip.

Lei Jun turned off the treadmill and wiped his sweat with a towel: "I gossip about different people. You are an orphan, and I am at least a few years older than you. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father."

"Stop!" Chen Mo made a pause gesture, "Don't add generation to me, speak human language."

"I am worried about you!" Lei Jun said seriously, "In a foreign country, especially when the other party is a rich Korean girl, it is always better to be safe than sorry.

I was afraid you might fail in this area, and I was shocked when you suddenly disappeared yesterday."

Thinking of the caring WeChat message from Lei Jun last night, Chen Mo felt warm in his heart: "Don't worry, even if it's a sugar-coated bullet, I will only eat the sugar coating and return the bullet as it is."

Lei Jun suddenly showed a mischievous smile, and changed the subject: "But speaking of which, if you can really win over Lee Boo-jin and make her willingly follow you and call me 'Brother Jun'" He paused, "Then, I will have to say 'Brother Xiaomo, awesome!'"

In the recognition system among men, especially at Lei Jun's current level, a 10 billion dollar bet is far less important than a "you're awesome", which is the highest evaluation among men.

Chen Mo raised his lips and said, "I'll keep this in mind for now."

He took a sip of the mineral water on the treadmill and said, "Look, I'll show you what it means to be rich but dangerous."

That afternoon, Lee Jae-yong watched Xiaomi and the Bian group leave. His figure in a neat suit was reflected in the glass, but the eyes behind the lenses were terrifyingly gloomy.

“Cooperation? Haha.”

He thought of the signing ceremony this morning - Xiaomi's side went smoothly, but the Bi'an Group rejected it decisively and didn't even bother to put on a show.

He knew in his heart that Lee Boo-jin played a crucial role in the previous cooperation with the other side.

Humph, Chen Mo underestimated the strength of Samsung software. Even without the other side, the world will continue to function as usual.

But if you want to disgust me by using your sister, then I don't mind returning the favor.

Li Zaiyong suddenly sneered: "I remember that Chen Mo's shareholding in Xiaomi is not low?"

"Yes," the secretary quickly pulled up the information, "Currently, his shareholding is second only to Lei Jun, making him the second largest individual shareholder."

"Since he chose to stand on Fuzhen's side"

Li Zaiyong turned around, and his lens reflected a cold light.
"Wait until the Xiaomi cooperation enters a critical stage, and then find a suitable opportunity—" he made a beheading gesture, "to cut off the opponent's financial support."

The secretary's expression changed slightly: "This may trigger a breach of contract."

"When the Chinese market vacated by Xiaomi is occupied by our Samsung mobile phones, the penalty will be a small amount of money."

The business world is like a battlefield, and this secret war has just begun.

Before the plane took off, Chen Mo's cell phone vibrated.

The three words "Lee Boo-jin" on the caller ID made him raise an eyebrow - this young lady was more efficient than he expected.

"It's arranged." There were only four words on the other end of the phone. The voice was a bit lazy, and it sounded like he had just woken up.

"Fuzhen Sister"

"Ok?"

"Last night was long and you couldn't sleep?"

Beep, beep, beep. Chen Mo looked at the hung up phone and smiled. This woman is becoming more and more interesting.

I looked at the time on my watch and it was almost time.

Then he called Xu Chaojun and said, "There will be a League of Legends e-sports competition in South Korea in an hour.

"That's it? It's simple!" Xu Chaojun's voice on the other end of the phone sounded relaxed.

Is it simple?
Chen Mo was suddenly stunned when he heard these two words from Lee Boo-jin and Heo Chao-jun respectively.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have underestimated his current position.

For Xu Chaojun, the broken network of KOR and the defense mechanism of League of Legends only caused network congestion at the right time. For them, it was like an experienced driver taking the second driving test, who could pass the test quickly and park gracefully in the garage.

For Lee Boo-jin, Samsung is a chaebol that can influence decision-making at the national level, and she is the eldest daughter of a chaebol family. The e-sports industry is just a speck of dust on her family's territory. She doesn't even need to show up in person. A casual mention can change certain rules of the game, just like asking the servants to change the curtains at home to their favorite color.

The two people who showed an overwhelming gap had to lower themselves respectfully when standing in front of him.

"It seems that I am still too low-key," Chen Mo smiled self-deprecatingly.

Whether it's the jokes in front of the live camera, the equal communication in the conference room or the approachable attitude towards employees in the company, he is used to doing things the way an ordinary person does.

But they forget that they have already quietly stood at the top of the business food chain and have the ability to change the rules of some 'small things'.

However, Chen Mo feels that this is fine for now. He speaks human words to people and ghost words to ghosts. The only difference is the masks, and he doesn't plan to make any changes.

He is a commoner, and he is most relaxed when dealing with employees, users, and comrades.

But for things that he occasionally doesn't like, such as this game, he doesn't mind being willful and taking some action.

In the 02 World Cup quarter-finals, a certain country showed the world that football could be played so dirty.

In the world's short track speed skating competitions, a certain country is also famous for its "dirty skating".

A certain country showed the world what sports competition without bottom line is like.

"Since you like playing dirty tricks," Chen Mo looked at the clouds in the sky, his eyes gradually colder, "Then I'll let you have a taste of what the darkest hour is!"

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away, in the Seoul World Cup Stadium.

The League of Legends World Championship has just begun.
(End of this chapter)