Chapter 0349: A Small Suggestion

When people feel fear, depending on the depth of their fear and their individual personalities, they have three instinctive reactions: fleeing, fighting back, or collapsing limply to the ground, losing control of their body.

Tan Kaixuan wasn't quite at that level, but the problem was that he was starting to develop a bit of a shadow from Zhao Fusheng's teasing.

"You, where do you get so many teasing lines, one after another..." Tan Kaixuan said, looking speechless.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "I'm helping you get rid of your sharp-tongued habit, so that when you're sarcastic to others, you'll remember the fear of being dominated by this big demon king..."

Rolling his eyes, Tan Kaixuan said, "I'm hungry..."

Zhao Fusheng was startled and noticed that they had been in the internet café until after ten o'clock at night.

Wen Yu glanced at his pager and immediately panicked, quickly saying to Zhao Fusheng, "Lend me the phone, lend me the phone. If I don't call back, I'm dead."

Everyone laughed, and Tan Kaixuan teased, "I never expected, Old Wen, that you're actually afraid of your girlfriend."

Wen Yu's face turned red, and he defended himself, "It's not that I'm afraid of her; she can't find me and keeps paging me."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fusheng said, "By the way, the advertising plan for the Aipu phone sold well. The manufacturer gave me ten phones. Later, I'll give one to each of you. Remember to keep it a secret for me, okay?"

His roommates now all knew he was the chief advertising designer for Future Advertising. Zhao Fusheng meant to keep this news from leaking before graduation, and they all helped keep it secret. Even Wen Yu had never mentioned it to Han Meimei.

"Damn!" Tan Kaixuan was stunned, then laughed: "The Aipu phone manufacturer is really stingy."

Wen Yu and Wang Zhen looked confused. Wen Yu asked curiously, "Isn't it good? Giving several phones is quite a bit of money."

Tan Kaixuan shook his head: "The meaning is different. Their phones have high selling prices but low costs. In other words, the plan Old Zhao made for them, even if it only increases sales by a million phones, a profit of tens of millions is normal. Giving a bonus of eighty or a hundred thousand wouldn't be too much, right? But now they're fobbing people off with a few phones, not paying a cent. That's why I say that boss is really stingy."

Wen Yu and Wang Zhen suddenly understood and began to condemn Han Bin.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and gently shook his head: "That's not how you say it. They just see it from a different perspective."

He had to admit that there was a reason Tan Kaixuan succeeded in his previous life. They say vision determines the height of one's success, and that's true.

What Wen Yu and Wang Zhen couldn't see, Tan Kaixuan could spot the key at a glance.

It's like slapping a young girl's buttocks; she'll slap you back and call you a pervert. But if it's a mature married woman, she might consciously change positions. Someone like Tan Kaixuan, who grew up surrounded by his business-minded parents and dared to play in the stock market at a young age, is basically at the level of being as fierce as wolves and tigers, even sitting on the ground and absorbing dust. Not just one position, but ten or eight are no problem.

So he could better understand how much loss Zhao Fusheng suffered in this matter.

"By the way, Old Zhao, do you plan to do anything else after the semester starts?" Wang Zhen suddenly asked awkwardly.

Zhao Fusheng was startled and said somewhat strangely, "You still want to do something?"

He was quite surprised, because Wang Zhen's personality wasn't like this.

Wang Zhen smiled bitterly: "It's my parents' idea. They mean if you invest in any project again, see if you can still bring me along. But my family can't come up with that much money; we can only invest about a hundred thousand. Later, let my younger brother work with us."

Zhao Fusheng frowned but didn't speak. Tan Kaixuan couldn't stand it anymore and sneered: "Old Wang, your parents are really calculating. Old Zhao puts in the big share, your family puts in a small share, you share the profits if you make money, and you don't lose much if you lose money. And you let your brother come along as a supervisor. Don't tell me that the nine hundred thousand you took back is all kept for you alone."

Wang Zhen was silent. This matter was indeed something his parents forced him to ask Zhao Fusheng. According to his personality, Zhao Fusheng had already helped him earn nearly a million, and before the New Year, he had mentioned doing new projects together. But at that time, his parents took the money away because they were worried. Now they're pulling this kind of thing again. He really didn't want to bring it up to Zhao Fusheng.

But the problem was, according to his parents, his younger brother had graduated from high school but didn't get into college and was now idle at home. It would be good if he could have a stable job. Besides, investing a hundred thousand in a business without one of their own in it—how could they feel at ease?

Seeing Wang Zhen's face redden, Zhao Fusheng sighed inwardly and shook his head without saying anything.

Everyone's decisions are made after comparing internally. Even so-called impulsive thoughts involve comparison at the moment of decision.

Clearly, Wang Zhen was leaning toward his parents' opinion.

"Alright, Old Zhao hasn't said anything yet, so you don't need to say more." Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Wen Yu glared at Tan Kaixuan and tried to mediate.

Wang Zhen then looked up at Zhao Fusheng: "Old Zhao, I'm sorry about this, but I can't disobey my parents. Don't worry, I'll tell them you don't have any projects here..."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Zhen and sighed inwardly again. How could he not see that Wang Zhen didn't really mean that?

Everyone has a selfish side. Wang Zhen might consider him a friend, but he wouldn't give up on his family either. In other words, in Wang Zhen and his family's view, this might not be a big deal. After all, it's just adding one investor and one salaried person to Zhao Fusheng's new project.

But in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, this behavior was very bad.

Seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster is human nature. Everyone does the same. But if you treat others as fools, that's inappropriate.

Clearly, Wang Zhen's parents were now using Zhao Fusheng's friendship with Wang Zhen as a bargaining chip. Knowing that Wang Zhen bringing this up to Zhao Fusheng was consuming their friendship, they still made Wang Zhen do it for the sake of their younger son and their own interests.

Perhaps this is the common problem of most Chinese-style families.

Tan Kaixuan opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by a glare from Zhao Fusheng. Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and said to Wang Zhen, "Tell your uncle and aunt, they don't need to cooperate with me. They can set up a small supermarket themselves, like the Wanda Mall here in Ninghai. An investment of about three to four hundred thousand should be enough."

This was the only thing he could do to help Wang Zhen. Setting up a small supermarket in a small county town with three to four hundred thousand was more than enough. If they weren't willing to do even that, Zhao Fusheng had no other way.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Even among friends, one cannot keep taking from the other without restraint.