Chapter 1924: Stepping into the Spotlight

Time passed quickly, and before long, it was May 1st.

For most people, the long holiday was a pleasant affair—after all, no one was born loving work, and having a chance to rest was naturally a happy thing.

In fact, if not for the impending event, Zhao Fusheng would have been in a good mood too.

But as the day drew nearer, Zhao Fusheng grew increasingly irritable.

Yet he couldn't tell anyone the truth, and this feeling was truly agonizing.

"What's wrong with him?"

After Zhao Fusheng spaced out yet again during a company meeting, Zheng Yao called Fan Baobao.

There was no helping it—Zhao Fusheng's behavior was just too strange.

It was completely at odds with his usual demeanor.

It was fortunate that Future Group didn't usually require Zhao Fusheng to handle any major matters; otherwise, mistakes would have been made long ago.

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because I've been too tired lately."

Fan Baobao said with a wry smile.

She really didn't know. Zhao Fusheng was not the kind of person who wore his heart on his sleeve, and it was never easy to figure out what he was thinking.

Simply put, if he didn't want to say something, no matter how you asked, he wouldn't say it.

"Let him rest more," Zheng Yao said helplessly.

Zhao Fusheng was the boss of Future Group. If something happened to him, the entire group would be affected.

After the meeting ended, Zheng Yao personally saw Zhao Fusheng to the company entrance. When there was no one around, she lowered her voice and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Did something happen?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback and looked at her in surprise.

"I mean, is there something going on?" Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly. "Otherwise, why have you been so absent-minded lately?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhao Fusheng patted Zheng Yao on the shoulder and got straight into the car.

He was well aware that he himself was the sky of the entire Future Group; if he fell, this enterprise would inevitably undergo a tremendous upheaval.

This was no joke—the temperament of an enterprise is, to a large extent, determined by its leader.

So-called corporate culture is essentially like this.

If the overall atmosphere of the enterprise shifts from pioneering and enterprising at the start to complacent and unambitious, then it becomes dangerous.

The passion and diligence of entrepreneurship determine the ceiling of an enterprise.

For a company to maintain its combat effectiveness, it must continuously forge ahead, expand, and take on projects.

The same applies to a nation.

Unless, like the tycoons in Hong Kong, one rests on one's laurels and enjoys the fruits of past achievements without striving for more.

The result of doing so, while not necessarily leading to decline, makes development impossible. Once foreign enemies invade, the losses will inevitably be severe.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and gave a bitter smile.

He hadn't expected that his state of mind had already been noticed by those around him, even causing his close ones to worry about him.

This was not a good thing!

Zhao Fusheng understood this principle very well.

Others could afford to slack off, but he alone could not.

No matter what happened, he could not fall.

With this thought, Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath, pulled out his phone, and dialed Zheng Yao's number.

"Prepare to officially make the foundation public during the charity gala," Zhao Fusheng said slowly to Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao, who was walking toward her office, was taken aback: "Make it public?"

"That's right, make it public."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly, "Through this charity gala, the Future Group will fund the foundation. We'll handle charity with one hand and business with the other."

This was a decision he had made after much deliberation.

The reason was simple: Zhao Fusheng felt that doing so would ease his conscience, allowing him to help those truly in need, rather than turning the foundation into a tool for amassing wealth like some celebrities' charity funds.

"Alright, I understand." Zheng Yao didn't overthink it; originally, she hadn't been very supportive of Zhao Fusheng's idea of keeping a low profile in charity.

In her view, whether from an economic interest or advertising effect perspective, doing good deeds should be done with a high profile.

……

……

Zhao Fusheng's decision was quickly arranged by Zheng Yao.

Before long, Yu Feihong also learned of this news.

Just as she had finished filming a TV series, she came to Zhao Fusheng's home.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yu Feihong asked Zhao Fusheng in confusion: "I originally thought you didn't plan to reveal your relationship with the foundation."

From the foundation's establishment until now, Zhao Fusheng had never disclosed his relationship with it, and even when he personally funded the care of the comfort women every year, he never made it public.

But this time, he directly intended to announce the relationship between the foundation and the Future Group, which truly surprised Yu Feihong.

If she didn't know Zhao Fusheng's character, she might have thought he was seeking fame.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, asked Yu Feihong to sit down, personally poured her a glass of water, and brought her some fruit before speaking: "What, do you also think I'm doing something wrong?"

"Not at all."

Yu Feihong shook her head: "Actually, I also hope you can step into the spotlight, after all, you've been the one funding the foundation all these years."

This was her true feeling.

Although Yu Feihong herself had been fundraising everywhere, the most important financial source for the foundation's survival had been Zhao Fusheng's support. Without exaggeration, without Zhao Fusheng's help, Yu Feihong alone could not have kept the foundation going until now.

"I'll pass."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "I still won't participate in the foundation's management. The foundation will be your responsibility in the future, and the Future Group will only be responsible for providing funds."

"Ah?"

Yu Feihong was startled and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled but said nothing more.

He didn't want to explain further. The reason he wanted to bring the foundation into the open was that he considered using it to help more people in the future.

After all, in the coming years, there would be many other matters in China, and he could do more to help those in need.

"Forget it, it's your decision."

In the end, Yu Feihong said nothing else.

She knew Zhao Fusheng's character well—once he made a decision, he rarely changed his mind.

So since he had brought it up, it was basically settled.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled softly and said nothing more.

He couldn't reveal the deeper layers to anyone.

Making money was Zhao Fusheng's specialty; if he wanted to make money, there were many ways.

But he knew well that money, throughout history, was never the most important thing.

What was the most important?

Power!

Wealth does not necessarily mean power, because your wealth may not always belong to you. Was Shen Wansan formidable? The richest man in the early Ming dynasty, and what happened?

Officials and merchants—officials always rank above merchants.

If one has sufficient power, money becomes useless. Things that come easily are not even worth earning, because they are unnecessary.

As the Future Group grew larger and faced increasingly fierce competition, Zhao Fusheng had to prepare for the worst.

He didn't want to suddenly become someone else's meal one day.

Accumulating wealth was a painstaking process, and Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to let his hard-earned gains end up in someone else's hands.

He wouldn't harm others to benefit himself, but he also didn't want to harm himself to benefit others for no reason.

No matter what, even spending money had to be done willingly.

"Contact the charity gala and invite all the celebrities who have previously contributed to the foundation."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong was taken aback, then nodded.

She naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's intention—those who had done good deeds should be given some respect and reward.

In short, over the years, the foundation had received support from many artists in the industry, and this charity gala was an opportunity for the foundation to give them proper recognition.