Chapter 1984: Return

To Zhao Fusheng, rejecting the budgets for the diving and badminton teams really didn't amount to much.

At his level, sometimes he acted purely on impulse.

Back home, he played with the kids for a while, then rested.

The next day, Liu Yiming followed his instructions and arranged the sponsorship matters.

"Wait, is this the chairman's intention?"

The PR department staff looked at Liu Yiming in surprise.

Clearly, they didn't quite believe it.

No help for it—it was too absurd.

It was normal for sponsors to reward athletes; other companies did it too.

Even tycoon Huo gave bonuses to champions after every Olympics.

But treating sports differently like Zhao Fusheng, and in the opposite way—heavily rewarding niche sports—was something they'd never heard of.

They'd always heard their boss was different from most people, and now it seemed true.

Who does things like that?

"Of course it's the chairman's intention."

Liu Yiming frowned. The PR people had grown too comfortable, daring to question the chairman's words.

With that thought, he dialed Xue Yuanfang's phone.

"President Xue, the chairman asked me to convey his instructions. The people below..."

Liu Yiming didn't mince words; he told Xue Yuanfang the whole story, then said, "I've passed on the situation. I think you'd better handle the rest yourself, President Xue."

As Zhao Fusheng's secretary, Liu Yiming always had to uphold Zhao Fusheng's authority.

If it were just his own pride being hurt, he might let it slide.

But when it involved Zhao Fusheng, Liu Yiming knew he couldn't back down an inch.

On the other end of the line, Xue Yuanfang's face darkened as if it could drip water.

The PR department had always been the most laid-back in the entire Future Group. As its head, he was rarely in the office, and his subordinates had grown slack.

Usually, Xue Yuanfang couldn't be bothered to say anything, but today, these people actually dared to mock Zhao Fusheng's orders!

Eating from his bowl while sneering at his words.

Who gave you the courage?

Fish Leong?

"Don't worry, I'll handle this."

Xue Yuanfang said to Liu Yiming.

"Alright."

Liu Yiming nodded and hung up.

Then, without even glancing at the group, he turned and left.

A moment later, the leader of the group's phone rang. As soon as he answered, Xue Yuanfang's furious roar came through.

...

...

"You, ah."

Zhao Fusheng learned about this two days later. Xue Yuanfang had dealt with the group and then called Zhao Fusheng to explain.

After all, it was his responsibility, and he needed to give Zhao Fusheng an account.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind, but he was quite satisfied with how Liu Yiming had handled it.

At the very least, Liu Yiming knew when to be tough.

"Miss Dong is back from South Korea. Would you like to see her?"

Liu Yiming remembered something and asked Zhao Fusheng.

"That was quick."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "Call her and have her come over."

After all, Dong Chenxi had gone to South Korea with a mission and had stayed there for quite a while. Zhao Fusheng definitely needed to talk with her.

Soon, Dong Chenxi received Liu Yiming's call and arrived at Future Group headquarters.

"So, did you enjoy the business trip?"

Looking at Dong Chenxi, Zhao Fusheng smiled.

"Heh..."

Hearing this, Dong Chenxi sneered: "When you say that, aren't you afraid of thunder from the sky?"

Thunder?

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then realized what she meant.

He laughed heartily and waved his hand: "I didn't mean that! You said it yourself."

"I can't be bothered with you."

Dong Chenxi said, exasperated.

She knew Zhao Fusheng was joking; he always did this kind of boring thing, calling it lightening the mood.

Little did he know, it was terribly awkward.

It was only her; anyone else would have been scared stiff.

"So, tell me, what did you gain from your trip to South Korea?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked Dong Chenxi.

Sending Dong Chenxi to South Korea wasn't just to see Wu Sijie take office; more importantly, it was to let her understand the situation there.

After all, Hanxing Investment was growing rapidly, seemingly on track to surpass other Future Group subsidiaries.

Of course, it still couldn't compare to Future Investment, since Future Investment held most of Zhao Fusheng's wealth.

"Overall, Liang Jingyu has done well."

Dong Chenxi thought for a moment, organizing her words and thoughts, then said seriously: "He's not bad."

Zhao Fusheng's eyes lit up. To get such an evaluation from Dong Chenxi meant Liang Jingyu had passed her initial test and was a qualified manager.

The term 'working emperor' wasn't just literal.

Especially for someone like Liang Jingyu, who was solely responsible for a subsidiary.

If he didn't earn Zhao Fusheng's trust, problems would arise sooner or later.

But clearly, Liang Jingyu's performance in South Korea was decent, and Dong Chenxi was satisfied.

After all, this time Dong Chenxi represented Zhao Fusheng himself.

"Tell me more."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Dong Chenxi.

He naturally hoped to get more detailed information.

"Alright. This time I went..." Dong Chenxi then recounted her entire trip to South Korea to Zhao Fusheng.

It had to be said, her visit was timely.

If she had delayed any longer, someone at Hanxing Investment might have developed other ideas. After all, the emperor was far away, and business practices differed between China and South Korea. Liang Jingyu had held power for a long time; even if he had no ulterior motives, some of his subordinates might try something.

This time, as general manager of Future Investment, Dong Chenxi personally went to deliver Wu Sijie and his team to South Korea.

It was like a heavy club striking those people on the head.

They were all stunned!

So, their little schemes had already been noticed by headquarters.

That was the thought of many at the time.

Though they didn't know that neither Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao, nor Dong Chenxi were that sharp—they simply wanted to check Liang Jingyu's power.

But regardless, the result was that Hanxing Investment was now fully under Future Investment's control.

"In that case, there's no need to bring Liang Jingyu back."

After hearing Dong Chenxi out, Zhao Fusheng considered for a few minutes and said to her.

Since Dong Chenxi said Liang Jingyu could be trusted, Zhao Fusheng felt there was no need to bring him back.

"He still needs to come back once."

Dong Chenxi smiled: "I've decided that from now on, Hanxing Investment and Future Investment will frequently exchange information."

Zhao Fusheng was a bit surprised, then smiled.

He naturally understood what Dong Chenxi meant.

It seemed she was already confident.

But that was fine; if she could keep Hanxing Investment in check, that was a result Zhao Fusheng was happy to see.

After all, though he had doubts about Liang Jingyu's loyalty, he trusted Dong Chenxi completely.

People said Future Group wasn't a family business, but Zhao Fusheng knew that the core of Future Group was no different from a family business.

Whether Dong Chenxi or Zheng Yao, once he gave them shares in certain subsidiaries, they were tightly bound to him.

As long as he didn't plan to retire, they would steadfastly stay by his side, helping him grow Future Group.

That was the true core of Future Group.