Chapter 0392: See Through

That day, Wang Zhen ended up getting drunk. Zhao Fusheng was fine, half-drunk and half-sober, he carried Wang Zhen back to the dormitory.

Zhao Fusheng could understand his tangled feelings, but the fact could not be changed. He could only hope they would each find peace.

In fact, many things are like this: you might regret it after it's over, but if given the choice again, people would probably make the same decision as before, because the more you deliberately regret something, the more it means your feelings are the same as before.

In the end, it all comes down to one thing: the heart is still unsettled.

Isn't Zhao Fusheng himself the same?

If it weren't for his unwillingness, why would he have to struggle like this now? He could just do nothing, wait for Tencent and Shanda to go public, sell his shares, and become the richest man lying down.

But is that really the meaning of rebirth?

Zhao Fusheng didn't think so; that was just one definition of success.

What he preferred was the process of striving hard, like now.

When he got up the next morning, Wang Zhen had a terrible headache. Zhao Fusheng did too, but after receiving a phone call, he washed up and left the dormitory. It seemed his new girlfriend was looking for him.

During their chat last night, Wang Zhen told Zhao Fusheng that this girlfriend was just a girl from an ordinary family, somewhat vain and materialistic, not as strong-willed as Dong Chenxi.

Zhao Fusheng made no comment. Everyone has their own life, and he didn't bother to interfere. After all, with him around, no matter how much Wang Zhen messed around, he wouldn't end up destitute.

As for now, let him live according to his own heart. After all, this is his own life.

Only when facing death does one realize what they have missed and understand the preciousness of certain things.

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In fact, since talking to his father last time and learning about the family's recent situation, Zhao Fusheng had to admit that he was becoming more and more utilitarian to some extent.

After his rebirth, Zhao Fusheng had a relatively extreme point in his thinking: he hoped and was used to being able to fully control the situation and calmly deal with any possible crisis or harm.

This wasn't exactly a god's perspective; it was just Zhao Fusheng's confidence based on his over forty years of life experience and insight, plus the advantage of foreknowledge.

Before, he could advise his father to open a shopping mall, ensure Fan Baobao's smooth development in the entertainment industry, help Zheng Yao start an advertising company, and even prevent Dong Chenxi's tragedy...

So, during that time, Zhao Fusheng was almost smooth sailing in everything he did, rising steadily.

But now, Zhao's father had taken too big a step. He had let the situation slip out of Zhao Fusheng's control, or rather, he had exceeded Zhao Fusheng's imagination.

Simply put, with so many bank loans, Zhao Fusheng had to admit that he couldn't cover the bottom now. Moreover, Zhao's father had started to dabble in the real estate industry. Although it began with construction, the waters were too deep. Although he had never been involved in this industry in his previous life, Zhao Fusheng knew well that playing the real estate game was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Coupled with the imperfect endings of Wang Zhen and Dong Chenxi, Zhao Fusheng began to panic because he found that even he had his limits.

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng had been thinking about how to build a network.

If you get something but feel it's just so-so, then that desire is just your greed. If you get something and still can't put it down, that is what you truly want.

Zhao Fusheng's current situation was that he found himself having come this far, and his father's career was thriving. No matter what, he couldn't back down now.

Since that was the case, he could only keep moving forward.

The Zhao family had no powerful or influential relatives. Zhao Fusheng had never heard of anyone around him having any extraordinary connections. Wen Yu's father was a county-level cadre, but he retired to the second line after a few years.

As for the rest, Zhao Fusheng was sure that among the people around him, there was no one with any real ability.

This was normal. After all, he was just an ordinary person with a narrow circle. To put it bluntly, in Zhao Fusheng's impression from his previous life, a county-level cadre was already a very high-ranking leader, let alone anything else.

So, Zhao Fusheng was very surprised when he heard that his father had contacted a deputy mayor and a deputy bank president.

But he also knew that this kind of relationship was actually very fragile. After all, the family's business could bring benefits to those people, so they would support his father. Once someone offered them more benefits, they might abandon his father.

In short, it's better to hold power in one's own hands.

That was why Zhao Fusheng thought of advising his father to do charity. After all, if they used charity as a banner, at least there would be a big goal in place, and the other party would have to be somewhat cautious.

Damn it, should I take the civil service exam? Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and thought secretly.

But he immediately dismissed the idea. With his level, he might be able to become a section-level cadre, but to climb to the department level, the hurdles were too high. Although he knew many future big shots were still in obscurity, the problem was that even if he approached them now, they might not know who he was. Besides, the risks in officialdom were too high. One wrong step could land him in prison. Zhao Fusheng felt it was better to stick to the promising goal of becoming a rich man.

As for high officials, that was not something he could aspire to.

A few days later, Dong Chenxi contacted Zhao Fusheng again. They met at the company.

Here's the proposal, take a look, Dong Chenxi said to Zhao Fusheng, handing him a stack of documents.

Zhao Fusheng looked down at it. After a long while, his brows furrowed slightly.

In a business proposal, the most attractive parts are the selling points and profit points. Selling points are what attract people. For the advertising industry, finding selling points in a proposal is like looking for a needle in a haystack, while profit points are, as the name suggests, where the money is made.

The proposal Dong Chenxi handed him was undoubtedly very good, or at least, the person who made it had put in effort.

Looking up, Zhao Fusheng glanced at Dong Chenxi: Did you make this?

Dong Chenxi was startled and asked in surprise: How did you know?

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shrugged: Apart from you, I can't imagine any of the interns in this branch having that level of skill.

Dong Chenxi was silent. She really didn't understand how Zhao Fusheng had such great ability. Why could he always notice problems that others couldn't see?