Chapter 0593: The Wind Rises

Mr. Ma hadn't expected that the question Zhao Fusheng would ask him would be this one.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "I do know a few friends who sell computers. I have a friend at Lenovo..."

"Not Lenovo." Zhao Fusheng cut off Mr. Ma directly, his attitude simple and brusque, more resolute than ever before.

Mr. Ma was taken aback. He wasn't stupid; he could tell that Zhao Fusheng seemed to have a strong aversion to the word Lenovo.

He didn't know what the word Lenovo meant to Zhao Fusheng.

In others' eyes, Lenovo could be considered a national brand—from its founding in the 1980s to its current success and future vigorous development, it was no exaggeration to call it a behemoth in the domestic computer industry.

But from Zhao Fusheng's perspective, the 'borrowing' philosophy advocated by Lenovo's boss essentially meant using the nation's money to buy foreign technology while abandoning independent R&D of core technologies.

That was also why Huawei later surpassed Lenovo.

Although Ren Zhengfei was not as eloquent as Mr. Liu, comparatively, Zhao Fusheng preferred to support domestic products.

"Alright, then I'll think of another way." Mr. Ma nodded and said to Zhao Fusheng.

His attitude toward Zhao Fusheng now was simple: as long as Zhao Fusheng didn't meddle in company affairs, everything else was fine. He didn't mind having such a friend.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng had originally been in awe of such big shots deep down, but as time passed and his mindset shifted, he gradually realized that at this stage, they weren't yet the towering figures he would later look up to. They could also be sad, make wrong decisions, or feel dejected over something. He just needed to interact with them with a normal mindset.

But Zhao Fusheng also understood that even a boss of a large company, no matter how lacking in business talent, would learn something if engaged in a profession long enough.

So he had never underestimated anyone. Whether it was Mr. Ma or Chen Tianqiao, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, they might now seem somewhat immature and inconspicuous in business competition.

But given the opportunity, these people would soar to the sky, like a hidden dragon ascending.

"Don't be too polite. If you have any good ideas, remember to communicate with me anytime." Mr. Ma said with a smile before hanging up.

Clearly, he was very satisfied with Zhao Fusheng's previous suggestions, as those added features had received positive feedback from Tencent's users.

For an instant messaging software company, user feedback was the most important thing.

Perhaps ten years later, Mr. Ma wouldn't care about user reactions—after all, not everyone is a 'paying daddy'—but for now, he still cared a lot.

Zhao Fusheng remained silent for about ten seconds before speaking: "Okay, I'll find time to go to Shenzhen."

Respect begets respect. Since Mr. Ma had made such a statement, Zhao Fusheng understood his intention and didn't say anything more.

After hanging up, Zhao Fusheng called Qian Dongliu and told him that the computer issue had been taken care of, so he didn't need to worry. He should first buy the house, then start renovations and recruit employees.

Although Qian Dongliu was a bit confused, he knew his boss was resourceful and wasn't surprised. He continued preparations according to Zhao Fusheng's instructions.

Tan Kaixuan didn't even ask about it. In his view, it was only natural that problems would be solved when they reached Zhao Fusheng.

It's often said that with greater ability comes greater responsibility. Zhao Fusheng finally understood the meaning of that phrase.

So it turned out he was the one responsible for covering everything.

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Three days later, Brilliant Network Technology Co., Ltd. was officially registered with the Xiangyang District Industry and Commerce Bureau, with a registered capital of three million yuan.

The legal representative was neither Zhao Fusheng nor Tan Kaixuan, but Qian Dongliu.

After all, those two were still students, so serving as legal representative wasn't appropriate. However, the company's shareholders were clearly Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan. As the legal representative, Qian Dongliu invested as a manager and held ten percent of the shares.

As the saying goes, a good beginning is half the battle. For the goals Zhao Fusheng had set, just this one instance of Qian Dongliu's performance had already achieved half the objective.

So-called achievements are like this: in school, they prove you're a good student; in the workplace, they prove you're talented. But smooth progress doesn't mean things can be accomplished overnight. Just like actors who study for years before debuting, good things are always nurtured.

Lying in bed, Zhao Fusheng turned on the radio and listened to music.

Although he wasn't interested in the entertainment industry, that didn't stop him from listening to songs.

September marked the end of Zhao Fusheng's first month of internship. The cooler weather didn't affect him as he spent his days buried in books and studying. Over the past half month, he worked overtime every day to refine the business plan details, even creating a corresponding financial comparison model for projections. With the market survey data continuously fed back by Qian Dongliu, the model, incorporating more and more constants, gradually improved. The results were very encouraging, but there were still unpredictable variables.

Achieving something requires the right time, place, and people. For Zhao Fusheng, the place was the relatively relaxed domestic internet environment, the people were the ever-increasing number of netizens, and the time was the imminent information explosion era he most anticipated.

"Here, these are the new employees' files. Want to take a look?" Tan Kaixuan handed Zhao Fusheng a thick stack of documents.

Over the past half month, he had been busy to the point of distraction, even missing out on picking up girls at bars. Fortunately, with Qian Dongliu's help handling the consolidation work and the company hiring some people, although it was tedious, it wasn't too exhausting.

He said this now just to make Zhao Fusheng think he was very tired.

"No need. Employee files for people who might not stay long—you two can review them." Zhao Fusheng said without looking up, as if he didn't care at all.

"Come on, are you really that pessimistic?" Tan Kaixuan asked in surprise.

"Fate is something no one can predict. While human effort matters, sometimes it depends on heaven. Especially in internet-related professions, I feel that including us, we're all just taking a gamble." Zhao Fusheng shrugged and said calmly.

This was the truth. Even someone like Ma Xiaoyun, years later, had to admit that Alibaba and even Taobao's growth and success also involved an element of luck.