Chapter 1746: A Good Woman

The story of that lady's rise to fortune is mostly found in self-media propaganda.

Of course, most of it comes from so-called radical feminists like Mi Meng. In their narratives, Ms. Deng is an excellent woman who is independent and possesses a rare assertiveness among Eastern women.

But what about the truth?

Let's take stock of Ms. Deng's history of rising to prominence.

She was born in the late 1960s, enrolled in Guangzhou Medical College in the 1980s, met an American couple in 1987, and with their help, obtained a US student visa the following year to study abroad.

Incidentally, in 1990, she married the husband of that American couple, who was thirty years her senior, and divorced him three years later.

In 1996, she graduated from Yale School of Management and planned to develop her career in Hong Kong. On the flight to Hong Kong, she met a director of News Corporation, who was en route to work in Hong Kong.

Before the plane even landed in Hong Kong, Ms. Deng had easily secured an internship at the headquarters of Star TV.

In early 1998, Ms. Deng became the accompanying interpreter for Rupert Murdoch's trip to China.

A year and a half later, on a private yacht docked in New York Harbor, she married Murdoch.

As for the legendary story that followed, naturally many people know it.

Some say it's a legendary struggle of an Eastern woman, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, it's clearly a history of sleeping her way up by relying on men, isn't it?

As they say, the winner takes all. Whether it's the Chinese media or feminists, they unconsciously ignore the process of Ms. Deng's transformation into an international socialite, instead emphasizing her independence.

But they forget how she actually climbed the ladder step by step.

Calling such a woman a slut is not an exaggeration.

Zhao Fusheng certainly didn't want Tan Kaixuan to marry someone like that.

The reason was simple: in this life, Tan Kaixuan was destined to amass immense wealth. If the woman by his side was troublesome, that would be far from good.

Zhao Fusheng had a very good impression of Tong Xiaoya.

In her previous life, this girl had bad luck, marrying a scumbag. Although that guy made several comedy films and achieved fame in the industry, in Zhao Fusheng's view, Tong Xiaoya was still unhappy.

Chen Sicheng did have talent; otherwise, he couldn't have made the smooth transition from actor to director. But the problem was, that didn't mean he was a qualified husband.

We know that for celebrities, especially married ones, the most important thing is their spouse. Ensuring a smooth journey is the foundation of happiness, but often we can only think this way without truly implementing it.

Take Tong Xiaoya, for example. She loved her husband so much, but unexpectedly, he still cheated. During that huge scandal, everyone knew she was cuckolded, which was very humiliating. Although the storm eventually subsided, in the public's mind, the fact was already set.

During that time, she appeared extremely thin, like skin and bones. Worried fans kept leaving messages on her Weibo: 'Take good care of yourself, don't punish yourself by hurting your body.'

Later, Tong Xiaoya focused more on work and recovered somewhat physically.

But many could see that her feelings for Chen Sicheng were deep, even to the point of being humble in love.

Zhao Fusheng felt that Tan Kaixuan shouldn't miss out on a girl like this.

Rather than letting that scumbag have her, it would be better for Tan Kaixuan to marry her.

A good girl should not be let down.

"So, according to you, I have to get married?"

Tan Kaixuan looked at Zhao Fusheng, somewhat hesitant.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Isn't that obvious? If you're not getting married, why are you making a baby?"

Tan Kaixuan was instantly speechless, too embarrassed to utter a single word.

He actually knew that he had reached the age to get married, but he had always felt uncomfortable inside, thinking that marriage shouldn't be so hasty and should be more carefully considered.

Simply put, the guy had pre-wedding jitters.

But Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to give him more time to hesitate. Waving his hand dismissively, he said, "Go prepare yourself. I'm telling you, the sooner you handle this, the sooner you'll be at ease. You're not a kid anymore. If you don't marry a suitable one now, are you going to wait ten or twenty years for young girls to throw themselves at you?"

Tan Kaixuan was stunned by his words. Imagining that scene, he felt a sense of helplessness.

After all, although he liked chasing women, he had never thought about being tied down by a girl with a child. But now, in the blink of an eye, he was about to become a father.

"Let me think it over, let me think it over."

Tan Kaixuan muttered to himself as he walked out of Zhao Fusheng's house. Clearly, the guy was a bit lost.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered with him and sat down in the living room to read a book.

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"What did you say to Old Tan?"

Fan Baobao entered the door and asked Zhao Fusheng with some surprise.

She had just gone out to run errands and didn't know what Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan had discussed. When she came back, she happened to run into Tan Kaixuan leaving. Seeing that he looked a bit off, she couldn't help asking Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, recounted the whole story, and finally said, "I think he might be getting married."

Fan Baobao blinked and also smiled: "I think that's right."

On this issue, she was on the same side as Zhao Fusheng.

As a man, if you've done indescribable things with a girl, you should have the courage and mental preparation to take responsibility.

Unless the woman refuses, if she proposes marriage, you should cooperate.

After all, when you wanted pleasure, she didn't refuse you.

So men are all big pigs' trotters; happy and smiling when things are good, but once trouble comes, eight out of ten are cursing inside.

"By the way, I took on an ad."

Fan Baobao casually mentioned to Zhao Fusheng.

An ad?

Zhao Fusheng was slightly surprised: "Arranged by the company?"

"Mm."

Fan Baobao nodded: "Zheng Yao's idea. If I plan to make a comeback, it's fine not to act, but I can shoot some ads. Anyway, I have nothing to do."

"As you wish."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "Anyway, they should screen them carefully."

That was his honest opinion. After all, as the boss's wife, Fan Baobao was entitled to that treatment.

Unless the people at Future Advertising had gone mad, anyone who dared to take on random ads for Fan Baobao would be out of the industry.

The boss might be amiable, but that didn't mean certain rules could be forgotten.

"As for the child, my mom can help take care of it. I plan to buy her a house nearby." Fan Baobao thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao's mother had bought quite a few houses before, but none were in the same neighborhood as this one.

"Is it necessary to go to that trouble?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Fan Baobao: "How about this: why don't we buy another duplex villa?"

In his view, being in the capital with money, buying a house was a very appreciating investment. Since it wouldn't lose money, why not buy?

"Buy again?"

Fan Baobao was slightly surprised at Zhao Fusheng's words, then frowned slightly: "I feel like you're really keen on buying houses here in the capital."

This was something she had always found strange. It seemed that from a long time ago, Zhao Fusheng had been particularly enthusiastic about buying houses in the capital.

No, it was that he was keen on buying houses in big cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou. Fan Baobao had heard him more than once instruct Wu Sijie and the former Zhang Qian to buy houses in these cities and then rent them out.

At first, she thought Zhao Fusheng wanted to ensure the family had a place to stay wherever they went.

But over time, she gradually realized that Zhao Fusheng seemed to buy houses just for the sake of buying houses.

What on earth was he up to?

"I'm not keen on buying houses."

Zhao Fusheng laughed at that, gently shaking his head: "I think buying a house is an investment that appreciates in value."

"An investment?"

Fan Baobao was dumbfounded. It was the first time she had heard that buying a house could be a form of investment.

Aren't houses meant to live in?

How did it become an investment in her husband's eyes?

Zhao Fusheng shrugged and explained to Fan Baobao: "You need to know that the domestic real estate industry has developed very rapidly in recent years. According to the data I've obtained, housing prices in many big cities have multiplied several times in the last two or three years. Especially in big cities like the capital and Shanghai, with the expansion of urban construction and economic development, people's rigid demand for housing is becoming more and more serious. In other words, houses will become the goal many people strive for."

With that, he asked Fan Baobao: "Do you know what this means?"

"What?"

Fan Baobao asked, puzzled.

Originally, she wasn't very interested in the matter and had just asked casually. But unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng had gone on and on, which piqued her interest.

She was curious about what reasoning Zhao Fusheng would present to her.

There are many ways couples get along; some like sweetness, some like bickering. It's like the difference between a domineering CEO and a doting husband.

And Fan Baobao rarely had the time or opportunity to communicate with Zhao Fusheng, especially about his business matters—even less so.

This time, Zhao Fusheng was in a rare mood to share with her, so Fan Baobao naturally listened attentively, indulging her husband's habit of enjoying teaching others.