Chapter 0256: New Employee

The most widely circulated line in A Chinese Odyssey is naturally the one about ten thousand years, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, the truly heartbreaking part of the entire film is the final line: 'He looks just like a dog.'

In life, perhaps without realizing it, we gradually discover that living becomes harder and harder, truly like a dog.

At that time, the only thing one could do was struggle desperately to stand up and become an upright and indomitable person.

Though that is very difficult and comes at a great cost, it is something many people dream of.

They say the onlooker sees the game best while the player is lost. In Zhao Fusheng's view, between Wen Yu and Han Meimei, there was just a layer of window paper; as long as someone helped them pierce it, the rest would follow naturally.

Originally, the most suitable person for this was Tan Kaixuan, given his personality; he was the best choice to liven up the atmosphere.

But unfortunately, that guy was now like a madman, completely out of control.

As for Wang Zhen, his mind was now full of the virtual community. Not only did he fail to play matchmaker, but even Dong Chenxi had called Zhao Fusheng a few days ago to ask if Wang Zhen had someone else on campus, because every time he called her, he would hang up after just a few sentences.

If Zhao Fusheng hadn't told Dong Chenxi that the guy shouted her name over a dozen times in his dreams every night, she would probably have rushed back from Binzhou to perform a scene of murdering her husband.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't mention that aside from shouting Dong Chenxi's name over a dozen times, the rest of the time Wang Zhen muttered nothing but the virtual community.

White lies are sometimes necessary; at the very least, they can protect the interests of most people and allow kind-hearted good people to find happiness.

Although it might seem somewhat inappropriate, who can really say what is appropriate or not?

When Qin Shi Huang unified weights and measures, some said it was inappropriate. As it turned out, no matter what you do, without unified command, things are bound to go wrong.

"Okay, you go ahead." Dong Guoxiang nodded earnestly upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's words: "Don't worry, I've got everything covered here."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "By the way, Brother Dong, where do you plan to work after graduation?"

Dong Guoxiang was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Graduates like them are numerous across the country every year, especially since this year, with the increasing scale of higher education expansion, going to college is no longer the only option for millions. Many choose technical secondary schools, junior colleges, or vocational schools.

As for students like Dong Guoxiang, who have neither connections nor the means to stay, they either return to their hometowns with their files after graduation or head to big cities like Beijing, Shanghai, or Guangzhou to become drifters. Then, ten or twenty years later, they either work themselves to the bone earning tens of thousands a month but still face eviction, or they fail early, retreat in sorrow, and return to their hometowns like Zhao Fusheng, becoming ordinary people from then on.

Though somewhat heartbreaking, that is social reality.

"Here's the thing: if you don't find a suitable job after graduation, I'd like to ask you to stay." Zhao Fusheng said to Dong Guoxiang with a smile.

The four people hired earlier were all temporary workers without contracts.

This time, Zhao Fusheng was making a formal offer to Dong Guoxiang.

"This, you mean..." Dong Guoxiang asked Zhao Fusheng in surprise, clearly not expecting Zhao Fusheng to invite him to stay. He had thought they would definitely be let go after the New Year.

"As for salary, let's start at eight hundred a month, with rest on holidays and bonuses for overtime. But there's one condition: you must help keep it confidential. I don't want anyone to know what this studio does." Zhao Fusheng looked at Dong Guoxiang seriously.

"Okay, okay, okay. Don't worry, I'll move in here if necessary." Dong Guoxiang said with a face full of joy, as if afraid Zhao Fusheng would change his mind.

"Alright, then it's settled." Zhao Fusheng smiled: "You don't need to stay during winter break. We'll sign the contract when school starts in March."

Since the virtual community was about to be sold, Zhao Fusheng naturally had to make other preparations. This Dong Guoxiang gave him a good impression.

As they walked downstairs, Wang Zhen sidled up to Zhao Fusheng and whispered, "Are you planning to have him take care of the wo123 navigation website?"

He wasn't stupid. Since Zhao Fusheng chose to let the others go and keep only Dong Guoxiang, it must be for something else. The virtual community was about to be sold, and he hadn't heard Zhao Fusheng talk about doing anything else, so it must be about the navigation website.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "You can't be there all the time. Having him look after it is quite suitable."

There was a reason for this consideration.

Before Wang Zhen started his own business, Zhao Fusheng could indeed ask him to help look after the navigation website, and even now, he could have Wang Zhen help maintain it on the side.

That was because wo123 helped promote the virtual community.

But once MyHome was sold, Zhao Fusheng couldn't do that anymore.

After all, friends are friends, and business is business.

Although Zhao Fusheng was reluctant to admit it, many things become awkward for everyone once interests are involved. To avoid that situation, he naturally had to prepare in advance.

If one were to pick the two hottest industries near a university, it would undoubtedly be catering and accommodation. Every holiday, the restaurants and inns around Ninghai Normal University are packed.

"Say, if we opened a high-end hotel here, would we make a lot of money?" Wang Zhen asked Zhao Fusheng suddenly as they walked down the street.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said nothing. Tan Kaixuan, however, shook his head and pointed at a couple not far away: "Do you think two students would spend much money to stay in a hotel?"

The group was taken aback, then nodded in agreement. They all came from ordinary families, not wealthy. Honestly, would they spend over a hundred yuan a night on a hotel?

The answer was definitely no.

But Zhao Fusheng didn't speak. After a moment of silence, he said, "Not necessarily. If you make the environment a bit nicer, with in-room showers and computers, and set the price between fifty and eighty yuan a night, at least on weekends it would be fully booked."

The group exchanged glances. On second thought, what Zhao Fusheng said made some sense.

Hotels near universities usually cost twenty or thirty yuan a night, naturally without showers, and only had a TV in the room.

If, as Zhao Fusheng said, you could shower and surf the internet in the room, a few dozen yuan wouldn't be too expensive.