Chapter 1896: Education Requires Strategy

For Wu Sijie, whatever Zhao Fusheng was interested in was what he was interested in, after all, Zhao Fusheng was the boss who paid his salary.

Although many people like to criticize their superiors behind their backs, thinking that it is the leader's poor decisions that cause their talents to go to waste.

But not everyone has the courage to resolutely leave and start over.

Of course, such people are not cowards; rather, they understand trade-offs better. They know that leaving means losing a steady monthly salary, facing great uncertainty and unknown confusion.

People always want to hold on to what they have—that is inevitable.

Therefore, those who have the courage to start over are often worthy of respect.

Even though, many times, their actions may seem ridiculous.

Wu Sijie respected those who pursued their dreams, but he knew better that he didn't need to do that to realize his dreams, after all, he was Zhao Fusheng's secretary.

The meaning of shortcuts lies in their ability to help people succeed quickly.

Otherwise, how could they be called shortcuts?

Zhao Fusheng naturally knew this, but for him, it was a good thing for his subordinates to have ability and ambition—better than having no desires at all.

Of course, the premise was that it did not harm Zhao Fusheng's interests.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Fusheng did not mind his subordinates striving for something, but the prerequisite was that they had sufficient ability.

Conspiracies and schemes were not something he wanted to see.

Near Fan Beibei's school, Wu Sijie, who had been here before, thought for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Chairman, why don't you wait in the car? I'll go pick up Miss Beibei."

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and glanced at his watch: "It's still early. I think my mother-in-law will pick her up today."

"Alright, I'll go check at the gate."

Wu Sijie nodded at that, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Sure enough, at the school gate, Wu Sijie ran into Li Yuan, who had come to pick up Fan Beibei.

Of course, she had arrived by car, accompanied by four bodyguards.

"Xiao Wu?"

Seeing Wu Sijie, Li Yuan was somewhat surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Aunt Li, the chairman is also nearby, here to pick up Miss Beibei." Wu Sijie bowed to Li Yuan in greeting.

He was very clear about his position; as Zhao Fusheng's closest secretary, he could put on airs in front of anyone, but in front of Zhao Fusheng's family, he had to maintain a proper attitude.

This was something Wu Sijie had figured out on his own.

Because he knew very well that Zhao Fusheng was someone who cared deeply about his family. Leaving a good impression in front of Zhao Fusheng's family could do no harm and might even bring unexpected benefits.

"Look at you, child, no need to be so polite." Seeing Wu Sijie bow to her, Li Yuan waved her hand with a smile: "If Fusheng is here, I won't bother."

She meant that if Zhao Fusheng was here, she would just go back.

"Well, the chairman didn't come."

Wu Sijie said with a wry smile: "He's in the car over there. Otherwise, would you like to take me in now to pick up Miss Beibei?"

"That won't be necessary."

Li Yuan laughed upon hearing this. "Then you can wait here with me for a while."

Wu Sijie naturally dared not be negligent. He sent a text message to Zhao Fusheng and then accompanied Li Yuan to wait at the school gate.

Zhao Fusheng was a bit puzzled at first, but after receiving Wu Sijie's text, he understood what was going on. He didn't take it to heart.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long in the car. Soon, Fan Beibei came bouncing along with Wu Sijie to where Zhao Fusheng was.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Fan Beibei was very happy to see Zhao Fusheng.

"What's the matter? Aren't you happy that I came to pick you up?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

As he spoke, he gently ruffled the little girl's head. "Have you been good at school?"

"Of course! I've always been well-behaved, you know." Fan Beibei protested.

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily, but he didn't believe it at all.

After all, which well-behaved child would have the teacher calling the parents repeatedly, to the point that Fan Baobao was so angry she wanted to come to school, pregnant belly and all, to deal with her?

But Zhao's mother and Li Yuan were very calm, completely unconcerned. In their words, if a child doesn't behave, a few spankings will fix it.

Yes, as traditional Chinese elders, they firmly believed in the theory that sparing the rod spoils the child.

Especially since Zhao Fusheng had achieved such great success, in the eyes of his mother, father, and even Li Yuan, it was all because they had beaten him as a child.

Under these circumstances, when Fan Beibei was disobedient, she naturally suffered the consequences.

The scene was truly heartbreaking and too miserable to behold...

The little girl was spanked until she cried and begged for mercy, and in the end, she honestly pleaded for forgiveness.

This opened Zhao Fusheng's eyes; he never expected that children could be educated this way.

But on second thought, Li Yuan's approach was not without merit as a method of education.

Now, Fan Beibei was showered with all kinds of love and affection. If she didn't study hard and went astray, what would be done then?

Rather than being angry at her lack of ambition later, it was better to take heavy measures now and nip all her bad habits in the bud.

Of course, after giving a slap, one must offer a sweet date.

So, Zhao Fusheng and Li Yuan both came to pick her up from school, and Zhao Fusheng even promised to take her out for a nice meal, which naturally lifted the little girl's spirits.

"Mom, please tell Baobao that Beibei is going out to eat with me."

Zhao Fusheng said to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan smiled, naturally understanding Zhao Fusheng's intention, and nodded: "Okay, I'll tell her when I get back."

Watching Li Yuan leave, Fan Beibei visibly relaxed.

"What's the matter? Still upset about your mom spanking you yesterday?" Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Fan Beibei: "Your mom did it for your own good, you know?"

"I know..."

The little girl's mood instantly dropped, looking wronged, which was quite adorable.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked her: "How about I take you to Guomao for lobster?"

"Lobster?"

Mentioning food, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she looked up: "Really?"

"Of course. Let's go."

Zhao Fusheng said to Wu Sijie.

The convoy slowly started, heading for Guomao Tower.

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It was already past six when they got home after dinner.

Zhao Fusheng had originally planned to take Fan Beibei to the night market, but the little girl grimaced and said she had to do homework, so he had to give up the idea.

He also knew that Fan Baobao and Li Yuan were very strict about the little girl's studies and absolutely would not allow her to skip homework.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help worrying about his own precious daughter. Once she started school, wouldn't she fall into endless misery?

Maybe send her abroad to study?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and gave it up.

To be honest, he had no prejudice against overseas students, but many Chinese students abroad had performed disappointingly.

In his memory, it seemed that Sun Yanwang had starred in a TV series about the parents of overseas students, called "Bringing Dad to Study Abroad," and the melodramatic plot left a deep impression on Zhao Fusheng.

After that, he became even less optimistic about studying abroad.

But back then, he didn't have the financial means and could only be sour about it. Now, with his family's financial situation allowing his daughter to study anywhere, Zhao Fusheng naturally had to carefully consider her future growth path.

"Why did you take her out to play again?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng come home, Fan Baobao complained to him: "This child is spoiled by you now; she's getting a bit wild."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, unconcerned, and waved his hand: "That's not fair. Actually, I've looked into it. Beibei's teacher also has problems—she only likes good students, has no patience for lively kids, and even scolds them. Honestly, if I were a student, I wouldn't like her either."

"So disliking a teacher means you can go against them?"

Fan Baobao glared: "Don't tell me you did the same when you were little."

Zhao Fusheng was a bit embarrassed, smiled, and didn't argue further.

He wasn't like that as a child, but back then, although the school teachers had various shortcomings, they were still responsible and treated students with more patience than these young teachers nowadays.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng always felt that today's teachers were far inferior to those from the seventies and eighties.

At the very least, in terms of sense of responsibility, they were nowhere near those older teachers.