Chapter 0666: Confession Leads to Leniency

A person must make himself valuable while alive, even after being used by others, he must make them discover that he has even greater value for exploitation; otherwise, he will become like toilet paper used to wipe one's ass, discarded directly.

Because humans are the most realistic creatures in the world, egoism runs through human nature, and it is the same for everyone, no matter who they are.

Zhao Fusheng understood this well, so he carefully maintained everything around him. From Tencent's shares to Shanda's shares, they were all fallback plans he had reserved for himself.

And the navigation webpage was the first step in his entrepreneurial journey.

Of course, looking at it now, this thing was actually nothing special—just a directory of websites, not even as sensational as the software QuickPlayer.

But Zhao Fusheng felt this was fine. A person cannot be too outstanding; being too outstanding will distance him from the group, and everyone will subconsciously keep their distance from him.

There is a saying: A person who takes half a step ahead of the masses is generally called a genius. Taking one step ahead can be called a god. But taking two steps ahead can only be a madman.

Zhao Fusheng certainly did not want to be regarded as a madman.

After chatting a few words with Dong Guoxiang, Zhao Fusheng also took a trip to the arcade before returning home.

Many people have always thought that as a boss, one must work hard and be busy every day, because there are so many company matters; if you are not diligent, how can you create more wealth?

But in fact, this is just wishful thinking on the part of some people.

Truly successful businesspeople rarely exhaust themselves like dogs all day long. After all, health is the capital of revolution; without a healthy body, having more wealth is useless.

His father was still not at home, but his mother's mood had improved considerably.

"So, did Dad explain everything to you?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile while eating the meal his mother had cooked.

"You little brat, you know everything, don't you..." Mother Zhao reached out and tapped her son on the head, then said, "Are you really as your father said, a very impressive advertising planner?"

Obviously, last night Father Zhao had not only talked about the company but also about Zhao Fusheng's affairs.

As the saying goes, environment determines pattern.

If it had been a year ago, Mother Zhao might not have been so calm; she might have made a big fuss or even doubted whether her son was bragging. But now, the family was more or less a moderately wealthy household doing millions in business, so Mother Zhao was more surprised than doubtful about her husband's words.

Zhao Fusheng nodded honestly: "Mom, have you forgotten what my major is?"

Mother Zhao was still a bit puzzled: "So, does that mean the ads that Baobao shot were all chosen by you for her?"

Recently, Fan Baobao had been taking quite a few commercials, and her figure often appeared on TV, although Zhao Fusheng knew that those ads didn't actually make much money.

But for a young artist like her, shooting commercials was undoubtedly the easiest way to gain fame.

After all, in this era when television was the king of media, more exposure meant more opportunities to become famous.

Maybe one day, Fan Baobao would really soar to great heights.

Back then, Mother Zhao was worried that the relationship between the two children might have problems because of Fan Baobao's fame.

But now, Zhao Fusheng was telling her that he had given Fan Baobao those opportunities—that was too absurd.

Hearing his mother's question, Zhao Fusheng quickly shook his head: "Mom, you misunderstood. It was only the initial Runshengyuan commercial that I chose her for; later ones were selected by her own经纪公司. Of course, if Future Advertising needs a commercial actress in the future, I usually nominate her, since I'm the chief planner."

"Is that so? Does that mean that even if you and Baobao get married in the future, she'll have to listen to you?" Mother Zhao blinked, indicating she didn't quite understand her son's words, and simply asked in a way she could comprehend.

Zhao Fusheng felt a bit awkward; he really couldn't explain this kind of thing to his mother.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "It's not about who listens to whom. It's just that even if she becomes a big star, when it comes to advertising, her reputation isn't as effective as mine."

This was the truth. As an advertising planner, there were countless celebrity endorsers to choose from; if one didn't work, you could switch to another. Celebrities were everywhere in the world, like carp crossing a river.

But a top-notch planner was not so easy to find. After all, sometimes you could spend money to get a celebrity to endorse your product, but you couldn't necessarily find an advertisement that suited your product.

"I won't say much about you young people's affairs, but remember, your relationship with Baobao is different from others," Mother Zhao said, looking at Zhao Fusheng seriously.

Clearly, Mother was warning Zhao Fusheng.

"Don't worry, we both know what we're doing," Zhao Fusheng said with a light laugh and a nod.

He couldn't very well tell his mother that he and Fan Baobao were now just one step away from the final stage.

The feelings in this era were much purer than later; this was a time when people rarely broke up after sleeping together, unlike ten years later, when men and women didn't care about certain behaviors and it was purely a physical need.

In this era, for a girl to give herself to a man required not only courage but also the determination to face the scrutiny of those around her.

A dozen years later, well, men and women, well...

It must be said that Mother Zhao's consistently good nature meant she wouldn't delve too deeply into this matter. After all, Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao had a good relationship now, and her son had become a true top-tier advertising planner. In other words, if Fan Baobao left Zhao Fusheng, she would be the one at a loss.

Mother Zhao was more concerned about Zhao Fusheng's work. Seeing his mother's eager expression, Zhao Fusheng had no choice but to repeat what he had told his father.

Of course, he focused on how he and Zheng Yao had started the studio together, with Zheng Yao as the boss and him as the company's chief advertising planner, coming up with one good idea after another to bring Future Advertising to where it was today.

"No wonder your counselor was so generous, letting you live in a villa. So it turns out you're the pillar of their company," Mother Zhao said with an expression of 'I'm a great detective.'

Zhao Fusheng actually wanted to tell his mother that the villa was his, but thinking about the ensuing interrogation, he simply kept his mouth shut and let his mother marvel.

He actually liked this feeling. After all, the purpose of one's hard work was not just to enjoy success alone, but to share the joy with the people he loved.