Chapter 0477: Recent Developments

In the millennium year, the capital's development was actually only so-so, especially when Zhao Fusheng examined it through the eyes of a modern person. Whether it was the buildings along the streets or people's attire, everything was quite backward.

At the Beijing Film Studio, when Zhao Fusheng walked out, he noticed a large group of people squatting not far away, both men and women.

Extras?

Zhao Fusheng had heard of such a phenomenon in newspapers.

If he remembered correctly, among this group, there would later emerge a legendary figure.

Wang Qiang, a young man from a rural village in Henan, through his diligent efforts, became a top-tier comedy actor in the country.

Zhao Fusheng didn't feel much about this, after all, in his impression, that person's love life was as famous as his works, and the sensational divorce battle almost reshaped people's worldviews.

Although he didn't know much about the man, in Zhao Fusheng's view, a kind person shouldn't have to endure such things.

Brother, looking for extras?

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng didn't leave after coming out but was looking around, someone immediately approached and asked enthusiastically, "I have people here. Do you need men or women?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then smiled. This was probably what they called a group leader.

Zhao Fusheng had no goodwill toward these group leaders who sucked the blood and sweat of extras. He waved his hand, retracted his expression, and said, "Sorry, I'm not hiring."

With that, he pushed through the crowd and walked away.

A group of people watched his back, looking bewildered, wondering who this guy was.

But no one made trouble, after all, everyone had just seen him enter the Beijing Film Studio with Jiang Wu. If Jiang Wen's own brother came to pick someone up at the door, no matter his background, he wasn't someone these group leaders could afford to offend.

After returning home, Zhao Fusheng didn't idle but instead called Tan Kaixuan.

How's it going lately? Zhao Fusheng asked Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan laughed: "What, still not at ease with me?"

He naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant; he was concerned about the KFC business.

Zhao Fusheng helplessly nodded: "It's not that I don't trust you, but I feel it's necessary to remind you to pay close attention to food safety."

In his previous life, KFC had been exposed for several food safety hazards. Zhao Fusheng certainly didn't want such things to happen to him, but after all, people's hearts are treacherous; who knows if someone might secretly cause trouble.

Hearing this, Tan Kaixuan also dropped his joking manner and said seriously, "Don't worry, Aunt Li is always on top of this. We won't give anyone a chance to take advantage."

He paused and then smiled, "Besides, this is our cash cow. How could I not be careful?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Good that you understand."

They chatted about other things. Zhao Fusheng asked about Wang Zhen's case. Tan Kaixuan sighed. He had visited Wang Zhen in the detention center. Wang Zhen was quite calm and had no reaction to Ma Lina's family choosing to appeal. In Tan Kaixuan's words, Wang Zhen seemed resigned to his fate.

Resigned to his fate?

Zhao Fusheng frowned, then sighed. He really couldn't say anything about this matter. After all, the path was his own choice. The reason Wang Zhen had come to this point was mostly due to himself.

The best and worst thing about fate is choice.

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

Wang Zhen's life had gone from ordinary to colorful, and then he chose to give up his entrepreneurial venture, ending up like this. If Zhao Fusheng said he didn't feel frustrated at his failure to live up to expectations, that would be a lie.

But seeing his friend of two lifetimes reduced to this, imprisoned, his mood naturally wouldn't be good.

Until he hung up the phone, Zhao Fusheng's mood was somewhat heavy.

Then, he dialed Qian Dongliu's number.

Brother Qian, how's the arcade doing? Zhao Fusheng didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

His relationship with Qian Dongliu was different from that with Tan Kaixuan. Tan Kaixuan was Zhao Fusheng's friend and brother, a partner. Qian Dongliu was his subordinate.

There is an attitude for dealing with subordinates, and a different attitude for dealing with friends.

It wasn't that Zhao Fusheng was being realistic, but because he knew very well that everyone needs to have their own position. If a person cannot define their position, they cannot survive in this society.

Qian Dongliu surely understood this truth as well.

So he didn't find anything wrong with Zhao Fusheng's tone; instead, he respectfully reported the recent business situation of the Brilliant Arcade and finally said, "Everything is fine at the welfare home too. Don't worry."

He knew Zhao Fusheng would be concerned about the welfare home, so he reported everything together.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "That's good. Keep me informed of any issues promptly."

For him, delegating authority didn't mean he would never check on things. A qualified boss must be good at using people and know how to assign them wisely. But a qualified boss must also make subordinates understand that the power he gives can be taken back at any time.

Otherwise, if the guest usurps the host's role, it would become a joke.

He also called Dong Guoxiang to ask about the navigation webpage. Only then did Zhao Fusheng sit on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to ponder.

His current businesses seemed numerous but actually weren't that many. Besides the advertising company as his foundation and shares in Shengda and Tencent, Zhao Fusheng's businesses were just the three places he had just called.

Of course, his father's business could also be considered something he would inherit in the future.

But the problem was, Zhao Fusheng didn't plan to get involved until his father retired, and he also wanted to see how far his father could go.

Perhaps it was a son's curiosity at play. Zhao Fusheng remembered clearly that when his parents chatted in his previous life, his father more than once said that if it weren't for the burden of him and his mother, he would have achieved this and that.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng only regarded his words as an old man lamenting fate. But now, he suddenly felt that perhaps, maybe, his dad really was someone who had been held back.

At the very least, judging from the trajectory of his father's career development now, as long as he was given a big enough platform, his father could indeed put on a different show.

Like father, like son. Zhao Fusheng blinked and suddenly muttered to himself.

Since his dad was so capable, he couldn't afford to fall too far behind.