Chapter 2254: Neglecting Sleep and Food

The reason for choosing Vantone Real Estate, to be honest, was simply because they were unlucky.

Zhao Fusheng was never one to deliberately pick opponents; in his view, whoever it was, they were all the same to him.

The reason he targeted Vantone Real Estate was simple: who told Pan Shiyi to jump out on his own?

To put it bluntly, Zhao Fusheng was walking through the forest with a shotgun. At that moment, whoever popped up would be the one to get shot.

Conversely, the one who hid well might not catch his attention.

The bird that sticks its neck out gets shot.

That was the logic.

"Let's leave it at that."

Zhao Fusheng concluded to Zheng Yao, "Make sure your side is well arranged. Don't give Vantone any opening."

"Okay, no problem."

Zheng Yao nodded, naturally having no objections.

She herself had no good feelings toward Vantone Real Estate anyway. Now that Zhao Fusheng had said so, she was happy to see this outcome.

After seeing Zheng Yao off, a smile crept onto Zhao Fusheng's lips.

Pan Shiyi probably wouldn't know that Vantone Real Estate's fate had already been decided at this moment.

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As for the actions of Future Real Estate, Zheng Yao would naturally oversee them.

Zhao Fusheng, on the other hand, was more concerned about Future Technology.

After all, he had given Dong Guoxiang a plan earlier, and he wondered how that was progressing.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng pressed the intercom on his office phone.

"Get ready. We're going to Future Technology."

Zhao Fusheng instructed Liu Yiming.

"Yes, Chairman."

Liu Yiming quickly agreed and began notifying the others in the Chairman's office.

Soon, Zhao Fusheng's assistant team and security team were ready.

To be honest, if it weren't necessary, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't have wanted to make such a big fuss. But there was no choice; he was no longer the man who could do as he pleased.

At the very least, in the past, he didn't need to bring so many people when going out—just a few bodyguards and a secretary sufficed.

But now, when he went out for inspections, he had to have at least a dozen people around him.

Such was the helplessness of being in a high position.

Most of the time, many things were beyond his control. Being involuntarily involved wasn't just a saying for people in the underworld; it applied to most adults in this society.

Because we didn't have the power to decide many things about ourselves.

"Yiming, do you watch live streams?"

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng casually asked Liu Yiming.

Liu Yiming was taken aback at first, then smiled and shook his head: "I don't have time for that. But indeed, many websites now have people doing live video streams, though the effect isn't great. Most people still prefer audio."

Clearly, he had looked into this matter.

After all, the company had business in this area, and the chairman valued it highly. As Zhao Fusheng's assistant, Liu Yiming naturally had to pay attention to such developments.

In fact, from the data Liu Yiming had collected, he didn't think live streaming platforms were a good direction for development; he was more optimistic about video websites.

Although many people were now in this line of work—or rather, across China, video websites were springing up like bamboo shoots after rain—Liu Yiming believed that these sites would inevitably undergo a process of elimination, eventually giving rise to giant enterprises like Alibaba.

Of course, that was his own opinion, and it might not be correct.

"So, what do you usually watch after work?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Liu Yiming casually.

Although Liu Yiming was only a few years younger than him, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes—or rather, because of his psychological age—he felt that Liu Yiming was more like a young person.

As for himself, to be honest, Zhao Fusheng couldn't see any similarity between himself and the youth.

Just as Jiang Wen had said, his lifestyle was nothing like that of a young person; it was more like that of a man in his fifties or sixties.

"Uh, browsing online forums, scrolling through Weibo, and now watching videos."

Liu Yiming smiled. "Now you can even go online with your phone, which is much more convenient."

Although he didn't know why the chairman was asking, he answered honestly.

"Old Ma, what about you?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and then asked the driver.

"Uh, when I get home, I spend time with my kids and train."

The driver, who was over forty, answered honestly.

"Alright, forget I asked."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly. This guy's lifestyle was similar to his own—reading books and watching TV at home, being a homebody.

It wasn't that this lifestyle was bad, but it had nothing to do with modern life.

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Soon, the group arrived at the office building of Future Technology.

Zhou Nianzu personally greeted Zhao Fusheng.

"Chairman."

Zhou Nianzu greeted Zhao Fusheng politely.

"Are you the only one?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Zhou Nianzu with some surprise.

"President Dong is busy."

Zhou Nianzu smiled wryly. "He hasn't rested properly for over ten days, sleeping only three or four hours a day. I've tried to persuade him, but he won't listen. Since you're here, it's best if you talk him into taking a break."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng frowned, his expression darkening slightly.

Dong Guoxiang was always like this.

Once he started working, he became a workaholic, completely neglecting his health.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Zhou Nianzu.

"This way, please."

Zhou Nianzu naturally dared not delay. He quickly led the way, guiding Zhao Fusheng and his group into the office building.

Along the way, he briefed Zhao Fusheng on the recent development of Future Technology.

To be fair, since he took over, the company had indeed made significant progress, at least in terms of administrative efficiency, which had improved greatly compared to when Dong Guoxiang was in charge.

This was the principle of each having their own expertise.

Although Zhao Fusheng had provided Dong Guoxiang with professional management talent, the problem was that Dong Guoxiang wasn't good at corporate management, yet he was still the one with the final say.

This meant that many issues required his signature, but he didn't understand them. Even if the vice president in charge made a decision, it had to be reported to him.

Now, with Zhou Nianzu in charge, there was no need for such trouble.

Because Zhou Nianzu could anticipate many things and even arrange them in advance.

That was the difference between management talent and technical talent.

"To the R&D department."

Zhou Nianzu had planned to give Zhao Fusheng a tour, but Zhao Fusheng directly instructed him to lead the way.

The group soon arrived at the R&D department. Sure enough, Dong Guoxiang was busy working with his team.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng appear, Dong Guoxiang was quite surprised.

"Chairman, why are you here?"