Chapter 0180: A Whimsical Notion

Tan Kaixuan was undoubtedly a person who loved to stir things up.

If such a person were born in chaotic times, he would surely be a big shot who gathered crowds and ran rampant, simply because he dared to gamble with fate.

Although in his last life, Tan Kaixuan ultimately lost to fate, even losing his life, isn't life just like that?

Many times, even great people, before making a choice, don't know whether it will succeed; they just rely on their instincts and bet everything they have.

More importantly, between Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan, they were true friends.

So when dealing with Tan Kaixuan, Zhao Fusheng couldn't treat him like others; he always tried not to interfere in Tan Kaixuan's life, letting him walk his own path, but at the most critical moments, Zhao Fusheng would certainly step in to help.

"Old Zhao, do you think Hu Xia and I can make it to the end?"

Tan Kaixuan didn't continue playing games; instead, he lay on the bed, looking up at the bunk above him.

Zhao Fusheng was startled, glanced at Tan Kaixuan, put down the materials in his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Whether you can make it to the end isn't important; what matters is the process you go through together."

"The process?" Tan Kaixuan turned his head, resting it on his arm, and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Don't you know that no matter what the process is, the result is what matters most?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "The result is certainly important, but the thing is, you're in a relationship, man."

"What's the difference?"

Clearly, Tan Kaixuan couldn't understand Zhao Fusheng's words. In his view, if a love was destined not to last, then it was meaningless.

Zhao Fusheng sighed. At this moment, Tan Kaixuan was still that sentimental youth who easily got emotional, far from the outrageous person he would become later.

In Zhao Fusheng's later memories, Tan Kaixuan was famously a playboy who never got attached.

In his own words: Don't mess with feelings.

But now, Tan Kaixuan was troubled about the future with his lover, which made Zhao Fusheng feel a bit unaccustomed.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Fusheng said to Tan Kaixuan, "Think about it, whether you and Hu Xia end up together or get married in the future, at least right now, you like her and she likes you. Liking is indulgence, love is restraint. When you can distinguish that, you might have a future. But that takes time to prove. If you don't even have confidence now, how can you guarantee a good outcome?"

Tan Kaixuan blinked; obviously, he understood some of Zhao Fusheng's words, but more of it he didn't.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly. Matters of the heart couldn't be helped by outsiders. Perhaps a close friend could help strategize to pursue a girl, but a close friend couldn't help with the relationship itself. He had already helped him win Hu Xia; as for what came next, it was up to him.

If, like in his previous life, they ended up parting ways, then Zhao Fusheng had no choice. After all, if a man hasn't experienced heartbreak, he truly lacks a certain growth experience.

"Maybe you're right. Time is a treasure that can reveal everything." After a long while, Tan Kaixuan suddenly spoke.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "You know it well. They say time reveals a person's heart. Spend enough time together, and you'll naturally distinguish good from bad."

Unexpectedly, Tan Kaixuan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly said, "I haven't even 'spent time' yet, how can I see the heart?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, instantly speechless. He pointed at Tan Kaixuan for a long time without saying a word. After about a minute, Zhao Fusheng almost gritted his teeth and said, "Keep it up like this. You deserve to be a monk for life."

At first, he didn't catch on, but eventually, he suddenly understood what that bastard Tan Kaixuan meant. He was utterly speechless at this guy full of dirty thoughts.

Tan Kaixuan gave a sly grin, feeling much better. He waved his hand at Zhao Fusheng and said, "Alright, you go ahead and read your materials. I'll play games and won't disturb you."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, watching Tan Kaixuan turn on the computer, lower the volume, and start playing games.

In middle school, he always felt his vocabulary was too limited, unable to express what he wanted to say clearly. But as he grew older, he helplessly found that sometimes when he wanted to say something, he had to hide it and speak in riddles.

Some say this is a sign of maturity, but Zhao Fusheng found he really disliked this kind of maturity.

The materials on Aipu Mobile were soon finished, and evening arrived. Tan Kaixuan took the lead in inviting Qin Wentao and the others to dinner. Eight boys in total, and even Qin Wentao turned down an evening dinner engagement to come specially.

In his view, this dinner wasn't important; what mattered was that Zhao Fusheng would be there, so he had to come.

Before leaving Ninghai, Bai Jie had pointed out a path for Qin Wentao: before graduation, he must befriend Zhao Fusheng. Even if they couldn't become friends, at least he should make Zhao Fusheng feel that he could entrust things to him, and let Zhao Fusheng know that he was on the same side.

At the time, Qin Wentao didn't understand Bai Jie's meaning. Bai Jie chuckled softly and said calmly, "What's most important in the future? Talent! The boss of an ad agency might be replaced, you as deputy director of the creative department might be replaced, but someone like Zhao Fusheng is someone no boss would let go."

Even Bai Jie, as a close friend, didn't know about the relationship between Zhao Fusheng and Zheng Yao, but Bai Jie was very clear that Zheng Yao had mentioned more than once in front of her how important Zhao Fusheng was to Future Advertising.

Being able to say such words to her young lover showed that she genuinely wanted to cultivate Qin Wentao.

Therefore, facing Zhao Fusheng, Qin Wentao didn't hide his intention to befriend him. In his view, rather than being evasive, it was better to lay his cards on the table, so at least Zhao Fusheng could see his sincerity.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng also sensed Qin Wentao's intention, and he didn't find it off-putting.

As a mature person, he understood and could accept Qin Wentao's mindset. Bowing to the strong, in Zhao Fusheng's view, wasn't shameful. He was stronger, so Qin Wentao gravitating toward him was only natural. Even if this person had some ambition and might abandon him without hesitation if he ever failed, so what?

Some say that a woman's standard of maturity is having been hurt emotionally and having been fermented by scumbags. A man's standard of maturity is having achieved success on the foundation of failure and experiencing loneliness in a crowd.

And around a successful person, it's impossible for everyone to be comrades as close as brothers; naturally, there will be those ordinary people who curry favor.