Chapter 0571: Double Happiness

Joy puts a spring in one's step. Sun Qingfeng had been in a pretty good mood lately. There were rumors that his wife Wang Xiaorong had a chance to become the grade leader for the second-year junior high students, and he himself was up for a mid-level teaching qualification.

With such double happiness, he was naturally delighted, smiling at everyone he met, even when he saw Zhao Fusheng.

"Fusheng, is something up?"

Glancing at Zhao Fusheng, Sun Qingfeng asked curiously.

Generally speaking, even interns rarely came to the academic affairs office, since without any business, there was little connection between the office and interns.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng clearly looked like he had something to say, so Sun Qingfeng found it a bit odd.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and didn't beat around the bush. He said to Sun Qingfeng, "Director Sun, as you know, I majored in advertising. During this internship here, I really can't be of much help."

"Well, I did hear about that from Teacher Wang." Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Sun Qingfeng smiled and nodded at him.

When he got home yesterday, Wang Xiaorong had told him about Zhao Fusheng, and he found it quite amusing—after all, an advertising major in a teacher training program was hard not to laugh at.

"So I plan to take some leave." Zhao Fusheng said directly. "Could you put in a word for me here at school? I'll come by every few days, if that's okay with you?"

There was no other way. Staying here, he couldn't do anything useful. Rather than waste time every day like a fool, it was better to do something productive.

The internship lasted a full three months, and Zhao Fusheng didn't want to waste his limited time on meaningless things.

"Well..." Sun Qingfeng hesitated, remaining silent for a while.

Zhao Fusheng knew he was wavering. After all, this matter, while not major, wasn't trivial either, and it didn't quite follow procedure.

Thinking it over, Zhao Fusheng said, "Could you find out who needs to approve this? I'll come see you again tonight."

Sun Qingfeng was taken aback, then nodded. "Alright, I'll let you know tonight."

Some things didn't need to be spelled out. Between two smart people, a mere hint was enough to convey what the other meant.

Leaving Sun Qingfeng's office, Zhao Fusheng walked out of the school gate...

...

In this world, except for a few who have learned from bitter experience, people are optimists at heart. So the prettier a girl is, the higher she values herself, because they all know that women essentially rely on their looks to make a living in their youth. No matter what ambitions they harbor, the ultimate goal is to marry a good man.

Young and wealthy is best; failing that, a middle-aged man will do.

But unfortunately, in this world, beautiful women outnumber wealthy men by countless times. Few beauties marry into rich families; most are used up and dumped, and the lucky ones get some money, a few clothes, and a couple of名牌 bags.

Yet even so, countless girls still throw themselves into it like moths to a flame, endlessly indulging.

Cui Ying was one such girl.

Tan Kaixuan had only recently discovered this. After breaking up with Hu Xia, he hadn't had a serious girlfriend, but that didn't make him an idiot. A woman's performance in bed—whether wanton or naive—and how it contrasted with her claim of never having had a boyfriend, as a man, Tan Kaixuan could always tell.

So when Zhao Fusheng saw him, his expression was somewhat gloomy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Back in the dorm, Zhao Fusheng found Tan Kaixuan looking down and asked curiously.

Logically, the guy shouldn't be in such a state.

Tan Kaixuan looked up, glanced at Zhao Fusheng, sighed, but said nothing.

Zhao Fusheng frowned. He rarely saw Tan Kaixuan like this. Most importantly, the guy had sounded excited on the phone just a few days ago. How had he become so dejected in just a few days?

"What's going on? Did something happen?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan gave a bitter smile, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a heavy drag, squinted his eyes as if savoring the pleasure of nicotine stimulation, and then said, "You were right. Cui Ying is no good. Damn it, she's just after my money!"

Zhao Fusheng remained silent. Some things, even between friends, are hard to comment on. Just as a person's character, aside from those who have interacted with them, others cannot know.

And even those who have interacted with them cannot guarantee they truly know the person's real face.

That was inevitable; after all, no one is a god, nor do they have X-ray vision.

Moreover, the human heart is the most complex thing in the world.

"How about we go for a drink?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and made a suggestion he thought was reasonable.

"Sure, I'll call some people." Tan Kaixuan laughed heartily, pulled out his phone, and started sending messages.

Zhao Fusheng blinked and opened his mouth to say that he actually meant just the two of them having a quiet drink and chat.

But unfortunately, Tan Kaixuan's执行力 was always exaggerated. He didn't give Zhao Fusheng a chance to explain. By the time Zhao Fusheng got an opportunity to speak, Tan Kaixuan simply said, "Done. I've arranged it. There's a gathering tonight; we'll go together."

Zhao Fusheng nodded helplessly, lamenting that the pace of young people's lives was completely out of sync with that of middle-aged men. With a mental age of decades, he had to hang out with a bunch of youngsters. He tried hard to adapt to the current rhythm, but awkwardness was inevitable.

Time quickly passed to around eight in the evening. Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan got ready and headed out. As they went downstairs, Tan Kaixuan said to Zhao Fusheng, "Tell me, is it better to be the boss or an employee?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed. "Don't you know that question is stupid?"

"Why?"

Tan Kaixuan was puzzled, then said, "I saw a post online that said being a boss isn't easy either. As an employee, you just need to do your own job well, but as a boss, you have to consider everything, grease the wheels, and bear the burden of hundreds or even thousands of people's livelihoods. If an employee is unhappy, they can switch jobs, but a boss can't just dissolve the company, can they?"

Zhao Fusheng looked speechless and shook his head helplessly. "Where did you get that chicken soup for the soul?"

"What?"

Tan Kaixuan was stunned.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to say much and went on, "Don't always think about getting a raise. Real wealth is invisible. It's not the cold numbers in your bank account, not the monthly bonus you get, not the indulgence of buying whatever you want. It's ability, it's knowledge, it's when you can become a useful person to society..."

After rattling off a long list, Zhao Fusheng looked at the dumbfounded Tan Kaixuan. "Well, what do you think? No problem with that speech, right?"

"Uh, it seems fine." Tan Kaixuan was dazed for a moment, tilted his head in thought, then nodded. "But I feel like something's off?"

"What's off? Let me tell you, young man, in this era, opportunity and risk go hand in hand. If you don't take risks and strive when you're young, are you going to regret it when you're old?"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Tan Kaixuan and said flatly.

"No, what you said sounds fine on the surface, but when I think about it carefully, it doesn't seem right." Tan Kaixuan wasn't stupid. At first he was a bit confused, but on reflection, he found that Zhao Fusheng's words, though seemingly reasonable, were actually nonsense.

"Yeah, so what's the difference between what you said and what you just said?" Zhao Fusheng said irritably.

Tan Kaixuan blinked and decided it was better not to chat with Zhao Fusheng. The guy's ability to roast was too strong; one slip and he'd be pissed off to death.

At nine in the evening, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan arrived at the bar on time. Neon lights flickered; the nightlife was just beginning.