Chapter 1669: A Wise Choice

"Chairman, I think I still need to study more." Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Wu Sijie said sincerely.

He was a smart man, and also an ambitious one.

In Wu Sijie's view, the room for advancement Zhao Fusheng mentioned was essentially no different from an employee's salary rising from 200,000 to 500,000 a year.

Every industry is a pyramid; the higher you go, the harder it gets. He could spend five years going from 200,000 to 500,000, and another five years from 500,000 to a million.

But the question was, what then?

How many five-year periods does a person have in life?

To put it bluntly, if things continued this way, he would face more and more choices.

Rather than that, Wu Sijie felt he could wait a little longer.

Simply put, he didn't want to go to a subsidiary as a deputy and then climb up step by step.

He hoped that if the opportunity arose, Zhao Fusheng would assign him to lead a project, giving him a chance to take charge on his own.

Just like Liang Jingyu.

Now, Hanxing Investment was developing smoothly in South Korea, and Liang Jingyu had transformed from a strategist in the strategic planning office into a regional magnate within the Future Group.

That was the path Wu Sijie wanted to take.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Sijie with some surprise. To be honest, he hadn't expected Wu Sijie to have such thoughts.

"I really didn't see that coming."

Looking at Wu Sijie, Zhao Fusheng didn't beat around the bush either. He smiled and said, "I thought you were suited for support work, but it seems you also have the ambition to take charge."

Wu Sijie, having been called out by Zhao Fusheng, showed no fear. He nodded: "I once read a book that mentioned the concept of 'stop-loss.' It means that if something we do fails to achieve the expected goal, we should stop in time to avoid greater losses. To be honest, I once thought about what arrangement you might have for me, but I realized that wouldn't satisfy my goals. So I think, if you're willing to give me a chance, I can wait a little longer!"

"Like now?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed and said to Wu Sijie.

"Yes." Wu Sijie nodded honestly: "Staying by your side, studying hard, and waiting for you to give me a chance—that's fine."

"Heh..."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled a few times, looking at Wu Sijie with a bit more respect.

Not everyone could maintain such clarity when faced with an opportunity like this. Many people, when they see a chance during a low point or on the path of development, think they must seize it no matter what.

But they end up becoming the bear that drops the watermelon to pick up the sesame seed.

Choices like this occur many times on the road of life. Sometimes they might be right, and other times they might be wrong.

Whether a choice is right or wrong depends on the person themselves.

Though reluctant to admit it, Zhao Fusheng had to say that Wu Sijie's performance today exceeded his expectations.

"Alright."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Sijie: "As you wish, I'll give you this chance."

After all, a young man with ambition to climb upward was always usable. Compared to those without aspirations or goals, such a person might indeed turn against his old master, but as long as he himself was strong enough, someone like Wu Sijie would have to stay by his side obediently like a loyal dog.

"Thank you."

Wu Sijie nodded heavily, his face full of gratitude.

Clearly, he knew that his performance today had moved Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand but said nothing more. Some words were useless now, and he didn't want to play the villain.

He just hoped that Wu Sijie wasn't the type whose ambition outstripped his fate.

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...

The train soon arrived in the capital. Zheng Yao came to pick up Zhao Fusheng in person.

"How is it? Are things at home all settled?" Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng with concern.

Having known Zhao Fusheng for years, she naturally knew that he had a particularly close bond with his grandfather. Now that the old man had suddenly passed away, the feeling was truly unimaginable.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "It's fine now. Baobao and the child stayed in Ninghai to keep my father company."

"That's good. At least the old man has something to hold on to." Zheng Yao nodded.

As adults, they didn't need to say too much to understand each other's thoughts.

"By the way, any news in the capital lately?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Zheng Yao.

Having been away from the capital for a while, he had only heard rumors about many things, so naturally he was very concerned now.

Zheng Yao quickly filled him in, finally saying: "That's about it. Overall, things are pretty stable."

After all, the Future Group had entered a stage of stable development. Unless something earth-shattering happened, there wouldn't be any major upheaval.

"That's good."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Let's go. Take me to Yu Feihong's place."

"Huh?"

Zheng Yao was taken aback. Why go straight to Yu Feihong's?

If she didn't know about Zhao Fusheng's relationship with Yu Feihong, she might have misunderstood.

"Beibei is with her."

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly.

At the time, Zhao's mother and Li Yuan had returned to Ninghai, and he and Fan Baobao had taken the child away. Zhao Fusheng had temporarily asked Yu Feihong to pick up Fan Beibei from school and keep her there.

For the past half month, Fan Beibei had been staying at Yu Feihong's house.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng wanted Zhou Yun to take Fan Beibei, but Yu Feihong refused. She lived alone and found it boring; having the little girl around at least made her life less dull.

"Okay."

Zheng Yao smiled and quickly told the driver to start the car, heading toward Yu Feihong's place.

It took nearly two hours to drive from the capital airport to Yu Feihong's residence. Zhao Fusheng and Zheng Yao ended up having a small meeting in the car.

"You're turning into a workaholic." Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao said irritably.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "I'm not that kind of person. Don't slander me."

"Yes, you are."

Zheng Yao snorted: "You might fool others, but can you fool yourself?"

Zhao Fusheng was speechless, then shook his head and stopped arguing with her.

The car stopped at the entrance of Yu Feihong's residential complex. Zhao Fusheng asked Zheng Yao to leave three cars and then let her go. Having just returned to the capital, he didn't plan to work but intended to rest.

"Brother!"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng, Fan Beibei was overjoyed and immediately threw herself into his arms: "Brother, I missed you."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, stroked the little girl's hair, and said softly, "I missed you too. Have you been happy these days?"

"Happy! Sister Yu is really nice." Fan Beibei said cheerfully.

Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched. Although from his and Fan Baobao's perspective, Fan Beibei should indeed call Yu Feihong 'sister,' the age gap between them was just too big. Sister Feihong, don't you know your own age!

"What, you have a problem with that?"

Yu Feihong happened to walk out at that moment, saw Zhao Fusheng's expression, and glared at him.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and laughed: "Sister, I have no problem. Don't say that."

"Hmph! Smart move!"

Sister Feihong glared at Zhao Fusheng. This guy always tested her patience; he deserved a beating!

"Are things at home all settled?"

Carrying Fan Beibei back inside, Yu Feihong let the little girl watch TV and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Basically, it's fine. Baobao is staying home with the child to keep the old man company for a while. He took a big hit this time; he even fainted a few days ago."

Yu Feihong sighed. There was nothing to say about such things. After all, in life, birth, aging, sickness, and death were hurdles everyone had to face.

Whether friends or family, everyone goes through such things.

"What are your plans?" Yu Feihong asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I'll just keep busy with my own work. My mother and the others are all staying in Ninghai, so I'm pretty free on my end."

He paused and then said, "I'll take Beibei back later. You go ahead with your own work."

Yu Feihong still had things to do. On one hand, the charity foundation needed her; on the other, she occasionally had to film. How could she have time to take care of Fan Beibei every day?

"Can a big man like you take care of her?" Yu Feihong frowned, not agreeing with Zhao Fusheng's idea.

Men and women are different. Taking care of a child was no easy task for a man. Yu Feihong even worried that Fan Beibei would end up eating at restaurants every day if she followed Zhao Fusheng.

The reason was simple: Zhao Fusheng didn't hire a housekeeper, and he himself was a workaholic who often forgot to eat when busy.

As an adult, he could handle it, but Fan Beibei was an elementary school student. Not eating properly would be bad for her health.

"It's fine."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and laughed: "I didn't say I'd take care of her myself. I called Zhou Yun earlier. She doesn't have much to do lately, so Beibei can stay with her."

"That works." Hearing this, Yu Feihong nodded in agreement.

In the past couple of years, Zhou Yun had basically gone into semi-retirement. Apart from occasional guest appearances, she rarely appeared on screen, focusing on her family.

Old Jiang was now managing Future Films and had no time for filmmaking, so Zhou Yun didn't have many opportunities to act in movies anymore.

Under these circumstances, she naturally had more free time.

After careful consideration, Zhao Fusheng decided to entrust Fan Beibei to Zhou Yun's care for a while, so he could focus on his own affairs.

As for whether it would disturb Old Jiang and Zhou Yun's life?

Heh!

Zhao Fusheng had already decided to make Old Jiang move into his place and stay with him for a while.

That was the kind of good friend he was!