Chapter 2044: Surprise

The concept of consumption is actually linked to a person's spending power.

So-called spending power, broadly speaking, refers to how much money a person can spend on their life.

The funds you can control determine your positioning of what you can buy in your life.

Even those petty bourgeoisie dare not covet things beyond their means. You cannot expect someone earning three to five thousand a month to buy Louis Vuitton or Dior Chanel every day.

You might be able to buy one or two items, but more than that, you definitely can't afford it.

Because one of their bags or clothes is equivalent to your annual salary.

Just like Zhao Ma and Li Yuan now.

In their minds, Zhao Fusheng is indeed very rich. After all, someone who can donate several hundred million in a charity performance—no one would believe he is poor.

But the problem is, in their cognition, the wealth Zhao Fusheng possesses should be measured in RMB.

Not like now, casually spending 100 million US dollars to buy an island for the whole family's vacation.

That's 100 million US dollars!

Even if the US dollar has depreciated now, it's still more valuable than RMB!

Watching his mother and Li Yuan being pulled aside by Fan Baobao to explain this, Zhao Fusheng smiled, said nothing more, and turned to go upstairs.

……

……

With National Day approaching, Zhao Fusheng had received many invitations recently, hoping he would attend.

After all, many things had happened in the country this year, and it was necessary to boost the morale of the people nationwide.

“By the way, there's news that a military parade will be held next year.”

Xue Yuanfang called Zhao Fusheng.

“Bro, it's only 2008. Why are you telling me about next year?”

Zhao Fusheng asked helplessly.

“My wife asked me during dinner the other day if you wanted to participate?” Xue Yuanfang said directly to Zhao Fusheng.

Holy shit!

Zhao Fusheng instantly lost his composure.

For a reincarnator like him, there were few things that could shock him anymore.

But participating in the National Day military parade was definitely one of them.

“Wait, do I really qualify?” Zhao Fusheng was somewhat surprised.

“Of course.”

Xue Yuanfang explained: “The higher-ups know your performance well. My wife means to use this opportunity to set you up as a model.”

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, silent for a long time.

To be honest, he was a bit confused now.

Was this to mold him into a patriotic businessman?

What to do?

Should he accept or refuse?

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng didn't actually dislike the title of patriotic businessman; in fact, he was quite willing for others to associate the word 'patriotic' with him.

But the problem was, he still had a lot of business.

Facebook was about to go public, and Hanxing Investment was active in South Korea. If he wore the hat of a patriotic businessman, wouldn't that affect these businesses?

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng hesitated.

“What's wrong with you?”

On the other end of the phone, Xue Yuanfang was a bit puzzled.

“I'm mainly worried about how the outside world will view me if I participate in the parade.” Zhao Fusheng was quite candid, speaking his mind.

“Let them think whatever they want.”

Xue Yuanfang laughed: “You, don't get stuck in a rut. Letting you participate in the parade is just to send a signal to the outside world that you're a good person, understand?”

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then realized.

He had indeed overthought it.

Participating in the parade didn't mean being labeled. After all, he never intended to be like a tycoon or contribute as much to the country as that old gentleman.

Under such circumstances, at most, the outside world would think he had a good relationship with the higher-ups.

But that was all.

People in business cannot avoid politics.

How they view it is their business, but what he could do was to distance himself from politics.

This would undoubtedly benefit the long-term development of the entire Future Group.

“Alright, then thank you.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded, giving Xue Yuanfang his answer.

Xue Yuanfang smiled, said nothing more, and hung up.

……

……

Since it was still early before next year, Zhao Fusheng didn't tell anyone about this.

In the blink of an eye, the 2008 National Day holiday arrived.

“Brother, I want to go out and play.”

Fan Beibei said boredly to Zhao Fusheng.

“Play what? Tomorrow you're going abroad with your mom. Stay home and behave.” Zhao Fusheng glared at the little girl.

After Fan Baobao explained Zhao Fusheng's assets, Zhao Ma and Li Yuan felt at ease.

With National Day approaching and nothing much to do, the elders planned to take Zhao Xue and Fan Beibei abroad and also choose the location for the island.

Zhao Fusheng naturally had no objection.

In his view, it was supposed to be the elders' choice.

He and Fan Baobao were still young; maybe they would buy another island someday.

“Okay.”

Although a bit disappointed, the prospect of going abroad was still very attractive to a child her age.

The little girl happily ran back to her room to try on clothes.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhao Ma and the others left, and soon only Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao, and their son were left at home. “Don't you feel like the world has suddenly quieted down?”

Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao with a smile.

“Not bad.”

Fan Baobao covered her mouth and laughed. She was no longer in her postpartum confinement period; in her own words, she was preparing for postpartum recovery.

Coincidentally, the fitness center she had co-founded with Dong Chenxi and others was now open, and Fan Baobao planned to go there to exercise.

Zhao Fusheng had no objections.

For him, Fan Baobao could do whatever she wanted; there was no need to worry about trivial matters.

These days, there weren't many problems that money couldn't solve.

And Zhao Fusheng wasn't just rich; he was super rich.

“But if you go to exercise, what about our son?”

Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao in surprise.

“You watch him.”

Fan Baobao smiled: “Don't worry, I'll pump milk in advance. You just heat it up for him, and he can drink it.”

“Huh?”

Zhao Fusheng looked stunned, then asked: “Do you think we should hire a nanny?”

Are you kidding me!

Staying home to take care of his son—Zhao Fusheng would never agree to that.

It wasn't that he didn't like children, but he didn't think he had the ability to take care of a child.

The tiny person lying there made Zhao Fusheng feel at a loss, let alone taking care of his eating, drinking, and sleeping.

“……You really are something!”

Fan Baobao was speechless.

Then she laughed again.

Come to think of it, it was quite interesting that her usually omnipotent husband suddenly revealed a 'weakness.'

Before this, Zhao Fusheng had truly been omnipotent. Fan Baobao even felt that without the ties of family, he might have developed even better.

“What are you laughing at?”

Zhao Fusheng thought Fan Baobao was laughing out of anger, but unexpectedly, she was genuinely happy.

“Nothing.”

Fan Baobao waved her hand with a smile: “I just realized there's something you can't do.”

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes helplessly: “I'm not a god. It's normal not to know how to take care of a child, isn't it? Besides, how many men know how to take care of children?”

This was Zhao Fusheng's honest opinion. In his view, taking care of a child was definitely more difficult than a business negotiation.

After all, the opponent in a business negotiation is an adult. Whether it's what they say or what you say, it's all understandable language.

But Zhao Feng, only a little over a month old, lying there—no matter what he did, Zhao Fusheng couldn't understand what his son needed.

In this regard, he had to admire Fan Baobao. As a mother, she always knew exactly what her son needed.

In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, this was almost superpower territory.

“Enough, go away. Don't bother me while I feed the baby.”

Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, telling him to go aside, then picked up their son and started breastfeeding.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, looking innocent, but obediently stepped aside.

……

……

Feeling slighted at home, Zhao Fusheng had to go to the company to assert his presence.

“Why are you here?”

Zheng Yao was obviously surprised to see Zhao Fusheng.

“……”

Hearing her words and seeing her reaction, Zhao Fusheng felt a sense of helplessness.

When had he become an unwelcome person? Coming to the company only to be ridiculed.

“Ahem, don't misunderstand.”

Noticing Zhao Fusheng's strange expression and realizing her words were ambiguous, Zheng Yao smiled and said: “I'm just used to you rarely coming to the company. Seeing you diligent for once caught me off guard.”

“Heh heh……”

Zhao Fusheng gave her a look for her to interpret, not believing her words at all.

“But it's just as well. Since you're here, you can handle this matter.”

Remembering something, Zheng Yao had someone bring a document and handed it to Zhao Fusheng.

“What is it?”

Zhao Fusheng was a bit surprised. Generally, unless it was very important, Zheng Yao would handle it herself. Why was she handing it to him now?

“Take a look first.”

Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng.

With a puzzled mood, Zhao Fusheng opened the folder and began reading.

The document was quite lengthy, and Zhao Fusheng read slowly, page by page. After a long time, he looked up.

But by then, his previously relaxed expression had become extremely serious.

“How many people know about this?”

Zhao Fusheng asked Zheng Yao in a deep voice.

Zheng Yao shook her head gently: “Not many, all internal staff. But the problem now is, how do we handle this?”