Chapter 0370: Wild Imagination

Zhao Fusheng's mental age was even older than Li Yuan's.

So after he accidentally misspoke, he knew that today's matter would be difficult to handle.

After all, if this hadn't happened, he could still use starting a business to convince Li Yuan, but now that Li Yuan knew his identity, it wouldn't be easy to use that excuse anymore.

Thinking it over, Zhao Fusheng hesitated, not knowing how to bring it up.

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng wasn't speaking, Li Yuan thought for a moment and asked him, "Fusheng, tell Auntie the truth, how did you become a shareholder of that store?"

This question was the most critical, after all, Zhao Fusheng had inexplicably become a shareholder in a fast-food restaurant with no small investment. Li Yuan didn't think Zhao Fusheng had that much money.

Hearing Li Yuan's question, Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then said, "Mainly, I did the planning, and I put in a little money. His family has connections in Shanghai, so we partnered like this."

Li Yuan frowned: "Isn't that too casual?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Think about it, a unique fast-food restaurant in the whole city. If they can make it work in big cities, our Ninghai is also a city, even if it's fourth-tier, but it still has some spending power, right?"

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's true. But child, why haven't you told your parents yet?"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "They were already against me doing planning for others. If they found out I invested all the bonus I got from the ad agency into this, they'd be furious."

As he spoke, he looked at Li Yuan pitifully: "Auntie, you have to help me. Whatever you do, don't tell my mom, or my dad might even hit me..."

Li Yuan looked at Zhao Fusheng, recalling how his father used to discipline him when he was little, and couldn't help nodding: "Your dad really might do that."

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao's father believed in the principle that sparing the rod spoils the child, because he himself had been raised that way by Zhao Fusheng's grandfather, and so he applied the same educational strategy to Zhao Fusheng.

Generally, Zhao's mother played the good cop and he played the bad cop—in other words, the father would beat him hard while the mother cried and tried to stop him.

Of course, when Zhao Fusheng was especially naughty, there was no good cop or bad cop; the couple would beat him together.

When he was little, Li Yuan had helped stop several mixed doubles beatings, so she naturally remembered it well.

"Right, Auntie, so you have to help me stop them. No matter what, don't let them find out," Zhao Fusheng said earnestly.

Li Yuan shook her head: "The problem is, you can hide it for a while, but not forever. You can't just never tell them, can you?"

Zhao Fusheng blinked: "That's simple. When I get married and have a child, then I'll say it was for my son. What can my parents do then..."

Li Yuan was taken aback, then laughed: "You kid, you're thinking pretty far ahead."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, but in his heart he thought this could only be put off for a while.

But while he thought that, Li Yuan had different ideas.

In Li Yuan's view, the only one fit to be Zhao Fusheng's wife was her own daughter Fan Baobao. According to Zhao Fusheng's reasoning, he was preparing things for the child he would have with Fan Baobao in the future.

If that's the case, then he really ought to look after this store himself.

The reason was simple: it was something for his future grandchild.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Li Yuan was thinking right now, he would definitely turn around and leave.

But unfortunately, he didn't know, so Zhao Fusheng earnestly tried to persuade Li Yuan, basically saying that he had shares in KFC now and hoped Li Yuan could help look after it as a family member.

Li Yuan was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, I'll go help you look after it."

Zhao Fusheng was quite happy: "Great, I'll have Tan Kaixuan, my classmate, go to the mall to find you. Also, according to our agreement, as the manager, you'll own five percent of the store's shares."

Li Yuan was about to refuse, but after thinking it over, she nodded: "Okay, we'll talk about it when we sign the contract later."

She was now full of energy, because in her view, this was something she could leave for the younger generation, so of course she had to be careful.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know any of this. Seeing that Li Yuan agreed to help and was willing to keep it secret, he was in a good mood. He chatted with Li Yuan for a while longer before leisurely leaving the house.

After going downstairs, he took out his phone and called Tan Kaixuan.

"Old Tan, it's done. Go to the mall to see my dad tomorrow and tell him that Aunt Li Yuan has agreed to be our store manager," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Tan Kaixuan laughed: "As expected of the great persuader Zhao, so that aunt was convinced by you?"

Zhao Fusheng briefly explained what happened and finally said: "Don't let it slip. Later, let's just leave the store entirely to Aunt Li. You and I can be the behind-the-scenes bosses."

Tan Kaixuan nodded: "I think that works. To be honest, if you hadn't said this could make money, I wouldn't have bothered. Stock trading is more exciting—hundreds of thousands in a minute..."

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to deal with him anymore and hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, Tan Kaixuan went to find Li Yuan. Naturally, Zhao Fusheng didn't need to follow. He stayed in the dorm reading, since now he only had a few classes a week and was free most of the time.

Another week passed, and it was almost the end of March. Zhao Fusheng was clearly the most idle person in the dorm. Tan Kaixuan was busy with the restaurant, recruiting staff with Li Yuan and preparing to receive trainers from KFC headquarters. Wen Yu was all over Han Meimei, in the honeymoon phase. Even Wang Zhen had found his fun, spending all day chatting online, and had apparently met up with netizens two or three times.

Zhao Fusheng wanted to advise him but didn't know how to bring it up, so he only vaguely reminded Wang Zhen that if he wanted to start a new relationship, he should first sort things out with Dong Chenxi.

Wang Zhen didn't respond to this, just nodded silently. What happened after that, Zhao Fusheng didn't know.

Zhao Fusheng also called Dong Chenxi. He didn't say much, just asked about Future Advertising's development in Binzhou, and at the best moment, he casually asked as if unintentionally:

"How are things between you and Wang Zhen lately?"

Dong Chenxi was silent for over ten seconds, then said lightly: "Nothing much. I'll go back to Binzhou to have a look in a while."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and didn't say anything more.

In his view, no matter what the issue, it was best for two people to talk it out face to face, rather than being separated by distance and tormenting each other.

And just a few days after that, Zhao Fusheng finally received a call he had been eagerly waiting for.