Chapter 2224: A Thought

Everyone has a different personality, so their reactions to things naturally vary.

If it were Dong Chenxi, hearing this news suddenly would definitely make her uncomfortable, but for Dong Guoxiang, there was no such feeling.

He was very happy, even somewhat relieved, that he could finally put down the burden on his shoulders.

Zhao Fusheng could naturally see that Dong Guoxiang was sincere.

After comforting him for a while, Zhao Fusheng left Future Technology.

On the way back, he remained silent the whole time, and Liu Yiming, sitting in the passenger seat, naturally dared not speak. The atmosphere in the car was somewhat heavy.

Taking the car, he returned home.

Zhao Fusheng went upstairs, his expression much more relaxed, no longer as serious as before.

That was just how he was—work was work; he never brought business matters home, so as not to affect his family's mood.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, if a man couldn't handle his own work affairs and even let them affect his family and his life, that was truly inappropriate.

A man, no matter what, should bear whatever he can on his shoulders.

Only when he truly couldn't bear it anymore would he speak up.

After playing with his son and daughter for a while, making the two children happy, Zhao Fusheng greeted his parents and went upstairs to the study.

His parents knew he had important matters to attend to, so they didn't ask further.

Arriving at the study upstairs, he began reading documents. Soon, Fan Baobao entered carrying a plate of fruit.

“You went to several places today, didn’t you?”

Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked with concern, “You seem very tired.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded, sighed, and said to Fan Baobao, “I changed Dong Guoxiang’s position.”

“Ah?”

Fan Baobao was startled, somewhat surprised.

Zhao Fusheng then explained the company’s personnel changes, and finally said, “To be honest, if he was dissatisfied or made a fuss, I might feel better, but the way he reacted, I actually feel a bit sorry for him.”

After listening to Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao hesitated for a long time, then laughed: “You’re really something.”

“What’s wrong?”

Seeing Fan Baobao’s reaction, Zhao Fusheng found it strange. His wife wasn’t the type to gloat, and she usually had a good relationship with Dong Guoxiang.

After all, they had all eaten barbecue together at Spare Ribs Skewers back then, and that was when they first got to know Dong Guoxiang.

“You, think about it—what kind of person is Dong Guoxiang? With his temperament, if you let him be in charge of technology, he’d be more than happy.”

Fan Baobao smiled at Zhao Fusheng: “You yourself know he’s not suited for management. It’s just that before, you had no one available, so you had to keep him there. Now that you’ve hired professionals for the job, freeing him up is certainly a good thing.”

This was her honest opinion. Although she rarely involved herself in Zhao Fusheng’s company affairs, she occasionally picked up bits and pieces from chatting with Dong Chenxi and Zheng Yao.

The matter of Dong Guoxiang had also come up during their private gatherings.

In fact, he himself had mentioned more than once that he felt somewhat overwhelmed, especially in company management, where he never felt at ease like a fish in water.

In Dong Guoxiang’s own words, only when sitting in front of a computer writing programs could his mood calm down a little.

At other times, he was almost constantly tense, afraid that a single careless mistake would lead to a wrong decision.

After all, Future Technology was now quite large; if a wrong decision were made, the losses would definitely be in the millions or even tens of millions.

After listening to Fan Baobao's words, Zhao Fusheng was silent for a moment, then finally laughed.

To be honest, when others said such things, he might not feel it so clearly, but he could take Fan Baobao's words to heart.

……

……

"By the way, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Fan Baobao remembered something and spoke to Zhao Fusheng.

"What is it?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit curious.

Fan Baobao wasn't the type to casually bring things up to him.

Or rather, under normal circumstances, unless it was something very important, she would handle it herself.

"I'm thinking of investing in some art films. What do you think?"

Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Huh?

Zhao Fusheng blinked, making sure he hadn't misheard, then laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fan Baobao said helplessly: "Zhou Yun and I have discussed it. We'll both put up money to support some female directors. Sister Feihong also agreed. What do you think?"

"Do as you please."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes: "As long as you're happy."

Then his heart stirred, and after a moment's thought, he said: "You can bring Dong Chenxi in. Have her chip in a little to back you up. Because honestly, the money you all have isn't really much in the film industry."

This was true. Even just investing in art films, at this time, the money Fan Baobao and the others had was really not enough.

After all, the film and television industry had too many twists and turns. Just recovering costs was a long process, and without sufficient financial support, it simply couldn't be done.

Actually, the most suitable entity for this was Future Films.

But Future Films was now a listed company. According to Fan Baobao and the others' plan, this investment would have to be disclosed to the public, which was precisely what Fan Baobao and the others didn't like.

She, Zhou Yun, and Yu Feihong simply wanted to do something they enjoyed.

Since that was the case, Zhao Fusheng might as well let Dong Chenxi handle it.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng realized that being listed had both advantages and disadvantages.

Although it could raise more funds, he had to admit that after going public, there were many things he could no longer do directly according to his own ideas.

After all, as a listed company, if there was a major move, it had to be announced; otherwise, the shareholders who bought the stock would surely make a fuss.

But on the flip side, going public did raise more funds for Future Films.

That was the good side.

"Will she agree?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao hesitated.

In her view, this was just a small project she and Zhou Yun had impulsively started, bringing Yu Feihong along. Dong Chenxi, on the other hand, oversaw Future Investment, the most powerful entity under Zhao Fusheng. The projects she handled were at least worth hundreds of millions. Asking her to invest in this project seemed like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken.

"No problem."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Fan Baobao: "Right now, she's itching for you to give her something to do."