Chapter 0516: Recording

Duan Xu never expected that Zhao Fusheng would say such words to him.

Since he had assumed his current position, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that. Apart from those high and mighty figures who truly didn't need to pay him any attention, everyone from advertising agencies treated him like an ancestor—plying him with fine food, drink, and beautiful women, letting him take whatever he wanted.

But now, a young man in his early twenties dared to stand before him and spout arrogant nonsense. Duan Xu felt as if he were an eighteen-year-old girl being humiliated!

"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?" Duan Xu took a deep breath, staring coldly at Zhao Fusheng. He decided that even if this guy knelt and begged him later, he would still exact a harsh revenge on Future Advertising, making them understand who held their lifeline.

Such greenhorns who knew nothing deserved a good lesson.

As for those two beauties, thinking of them made Duan Xu's abdomen burn with desire. He felt those two women should accompany him for a month; otherwise, the fire in his heart would never dissipate.

Zhao Fusheng looked helplessly at Duan Xu. He really didn't know what words to use for someone who was courting death.

As the saying goes, heaven's calamity can be survived, but self-inflicted calamity cannot. For an idiot like Duan Xu, Zhao Fusheng sometimes wondered how he had climbed to his current position—could it be by selling his ass?

Not only did he act without thinking, but now he dared to openly solicit bribes. Did he really think he was an omnipotent god?

Actually, Zhao Fusheng had a misconception. He always judged people with a future perspective and mindset, forgetting that in this era, Duan Xu was indeed like a god to those advertising agencies.

After all, no matter how brilliant an advertisement produced by an agency was, except for companies that had already purchased time slots at the CCTV auction, the rest had to go through the Advertising Department to get their ads aired on CCTV.

In those days, television was still the primary way ordinary consumers learned about a product. Newspapers had some influence, but not everyone read them.

But television was a staple in many households. The three major items of the 1990s were the refrigerator, TV, and washing machine. Families gathered after dinner to watch TV, bickering over their favorite shows—a scene truly nostalgic.

However, with the later spread of the internet, TV's appeal dwindled. The younger generation rarely watched TV, and it became the favorite of the elderly.

But now, TV advertising remained the focus of competition among advertising agencies.

That was why Duan Xu was so confident. He had once been eager to make a career, but when he realized promotion was hopeless while his power was immense, he understood he could live differently.

Power unused is power wasted.

Duan Xu hadn't understood those eight words before, but after he took his first so-called "hardship fee" and slept with the first beauty he once had to look up to, he finally realized the uses of the power in his hands.

Zhao Fusheng sighed, casually pulled out his phone from his pocket.

"You know, sometimes people should learn a bit about high-tech stuff," Zhao Fusheng said blandly, pressing the play button.

His phone was the latest Aipu model, which had a recording function. Everything Duan Xu had just said was recorded by Zhao Fusheng.

Hearing his own voice from the phone, Duan Xu's face instantly turned pale.

In those days, no one in power-for-money deals thought of recording them. Even Duan Xu had never encountered such a tactic.

But now, the phone in Zhao Fusheng's hand was like a death warrant, making him afraid to move.

As for killing or snatching it, Duan Xu didn't even consider it. Not to mention the physical disparity between them, his own status prevented him from doing so.

After all, he was a public servant. If a scandal broke out, Duan Xu knew well that his position as deputy director of the Advertising Department would be lost.

Everything he had came from that position, and he knew it clearly.

"Bastard!"

Duan Xu reached out to grab Zhao Fusheng's phone, but Zhao Fusheng wouldn't give him the chance. He put the phone back in his pocket.

With a faint smile, Zhao Fusheng said calmly, "Director Duan, can we talk properly now?"

Sweat instantly beaded on Duan Xu's forehead. He stood there, unable to utter a word.

He knew that from this moment on, he had no advantage over this young man.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Duan Xu and said evenly, "Director Duan, rest assured, I won't give this to anyone, nor will I make unreasonable demands of you."

"Really?" Duan Xu looked up, surprise in his eyes. He had expected Zhao Fusheng to use this as leverage.

After all, in his position, if he actively helped Future Advertising, it would undoubtedly bring huge benefits to the company.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Of course. I only ask that you don't put obstacles in Future Advertising's way. In our competition with others, just be fair. Can you do that?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Duan Xu nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking rice.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, said nothing more, turned and walked out. To Bai Jie, Dong Chenxi, and the other Future Advertising staff standing at the door, he said, "Let's go."

"Go?"

"Go?"

Everyone was stunned. Whether it was Bai Jie's group or those around Duan Xu, all stared at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

They weren't fools. Who hadn't noticed the tense atmosphere in the private room just now? The two had nearly come to blows, yet now Zhao Fusheng walked out unscathed saying they should leave, while Duan Xu behind him remained silent. What was going on?

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Duan Xu took a deep breath, glanced at Zhao Fusheng, and said gravely, "You can go. I hope you remember what you said."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "I hope Director Duan remembers what he said too."

With that, he strode out first.

Bai Jie and Dong Chenxi exchanged a glance, then quickly followed Zhao Fusheng out.