Chapter 1359: Good News

A man's survival instinct is often very strong at critical moments.

For instance, at the moment Tan Kaixuan uttered that drunken remark, Zhao Fusheng said with righteous indignation, "What nonsense are you talking? I treat Kaixin like a sister; how could I have any thoughts about her?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Tan Kaixuan's arm and squeezed it hard. "Besides, I'm a married man; I wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts."

The killing intent vanished!

He had survived.

With that thought flashing through his mind, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, had Tan Kaixuan carried away, then turned back to accompany his father and chat with the wedding guests.

From start to finish, he never made eye contact with Fan Baobao.

How clever!

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The next morning, when he opened his eyes, Zhao Fusheng instinctively glanced out the window and saw that the sun was already high in the sky.

Clearly, it was late.

"Time to get up."

He nudged Fan Baobao beside him and muttered softly.

"So early?" Fan Baobao was obviously exhausted. Hearing Zhao Fusheng's voice, she grumbled, turned over with her back to him, and had no intention of getting up.

Finally able to sleep in, only a fool would want to get up.

Although Zhao Fusheng also didn't want to get up, the problem was that he could already hear little Fan Beibei's voice downstairs. If he and Fan Baobao didn't get up soon, Fan Beibei would likely charge upstairs.

"Brother, brother, where are you?" The little girl's voice rang out; clearly, she was getting anxious.

"Beibei is downstairs. Mom and the others are probably here," Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao.

Hearing that her mother had arrived, Fan Baobao sighed helplessly and sat up straight.

Even though he had embraced this body countless times, the moment he saw Fan Baobao's smooth back, Zhao Fusheng's pupils still contracted, and his heart trembled.

Seeming to sense Zhao Fusheng's gaze, Fan Baobao turned her head, glanced at him, and smiled sweetly. "You, didn't you have enough fun last night?"

Last night, although the two were exhausted from the wedding, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help himself. He had Fan Baobao wear her wedding dress, and they indulged themselves thoroughly once more.

Hearing Fan Baobao's words now, Zhao Fusheng felt a bit embarrassed. He blinked, put on an innocent expression, and decisively changed the subject. "Let's get up. If that little girl catches us in bed, we'll be in trouble."

Fan Baobao shuddered at the thought of being caught in bed by her little sister.

There was no helping it—Fan Beibei had no filter. If that happened, she would surely tell everyone, and then she and Zhao Fusheng would have no face left.

The couple quickly got up and tidied themselves. Just as they finished dressing, they heard a clatter of footsteps at the door, and then the door was pushed open as a small figure rushed in.

"Brother!"

Fan Beibei threw herself into Zhao Fusheng's arms, bringing a chill with her.

"So early in the morning, Beibei, slow down, slow down," Zhao Fusheng said dotingly, holding the little girl with a smile.

"Hehe, it's okay, I ran fast," Fan Beibei said with a laugh.

She was eight years old now and vaguely understood many things. Although she didn't grasp what marriage meant, she knew that from now on, her brother and sister were a family.

Children's hearts are sensitive. The reason she barged in so recklessly was to test whether she was still loved as before.

Zhao Fusheng vaguely guessed the little girl's thoughts but didn't call her out. After all, such thoughts were normal for a child.

After kissing Fan Beibei a few times, he let her go play with Fan Baobao. Zhao Fusheng glanced at his phone and saw a missed call from Dong Chenxi, so he called her back directly.

"What's up? I just got married, and you're already reporting to me," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile to Dong Chenxi on the other end of the line.

Dong Chenxi's tone was full of helplessness: "I don't want to either, but Ma Xiaoyun has caved. I figured I should consult you."

"Oh?" Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"

"He admitted defeat," Dong Chenxi explained slowly. "Yahoo agreed to the terms we three proposed: each investing two hundred fifty million US dollars to jointly acquire forty percent of Alibaba Group's shares and thirty-two percent of the voting rights. Congratulations, now our Future Investment is the largest shareholder of Alibaba."

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Fusheng now just wanted to laugh up to the sky. Damn it, that guy Ma Xiaoyun had finally been taken down by him.

Although he knew very well that this status as the largest shareholder might not last long, for Zhao Fusheng, it was already enough.

"It seems Ma Xiaoyun came to beg for mercy?" After laughing, Zhao Fusheng quickly realized an important issue.

Dong Chenxi nodded: "He came in person, talked with me, and wanted to see you, but I turned him away."

In her view, a mercenary turncoat like Ma Xiaoyun was not qualified to meet Zhao Fusheng. The victor is king, the loser a bandit. A founder who failed in a power grab should just obediently serve as the company's CEO from now on.

In a sense, a Ma Xiaoyun who accepted defeat was more useful to Zhao Fusheng.

If that guy were constantly plotting rebellion, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

"Don't be too hard on him," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile to Dong Chenxi. Although Ma Dayouhu had a rebellious streak and was habitually a turncoat, in Zhao Fusheng's view, the guy was still quite skilled at managing the company. Besides, the Eighteen Arhats followed him; he couldn't really kick him out of the company.

Doing so would not align with his core interests.

As an entrepreneur, Zhao Fusheng was gradually learning to analyze those he once saw as big shots from a business perspective. Though it seemed a bit naive, he felt he could learn step by step.

"Don't worry, I understand," Dong Chenxi nodded and said to Zhao Fusheng.

After hanging up, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath.

As a time traveler, he was undoubtedly deeply impressed by the company Alibaba.

Ma Xiaoyun would later be called 'Papa Ma,' showing just how big his business became. Without exaggeration, it was more than enough to influence a generation.

Similarly, Tencent was the same.

The more this was the case, the more cautious Zhao Fusheng became, hoping not to change too much history due to his own appearance.

Who knows—because of his intervention, two companies that might have become Fortune Global 500 firms could end up as ordinary.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng really didn't dare to gamble on such a risk.

They say the older you get in the game, the more timid you become. Zhao Fusheng used to think this saying was full of sarcasm, but now he felt it was full of life wisdom.

Only after reaching a certain status and perspective does one understand how harmful it can be to act without sufficient caution.

But regardless, now that he had controlling stake in Alibaba, Zhao Fusheng knew the road ahead would be relatively easier for him.

"What's up? In a good mood?" After finally coaxing her sister to happily go downstairs, Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng, who stood there grinning smugly, and asked curiously.

She could tell that Zhao Fusheng was genuinely in a good mood.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, reached out to put his arm around Fan Baobao's shoulder, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "How to put it? The money you'll spend shopping online in the future—your husband has earned it for you."

Fan Baobao was completely baffled, having no idea what he was going on about.

But she could tell that Zhao Fusheng must have made money on some business, or he wouldn't talk like that.

That was probably a woman's instinct—always able to sense the thoughts of the one she loves.

"Come on, let's go downstairs." In a cheerful mood, Zhao Fusheng pulled Fan Baobao downstairs. From a distance, he could hear Fan Beibei chattering away with Li Yuan and Zhao's mother.

"Mom, why are you here?" Zhao Fusheng asked the two mothers in surprise.

Zhao's father should still be entertaining relatives and friends who had traveled from afar. Logically, Zhao's mother and Li Yuan should be doing the same, but they were here instead, which really caught Zhao Fusheng off guard.