Chapter 0715 My 2001

Many things are not impossible, just unimaginable.

Even Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected that after a year of doing business together, Tan Kaixuan's understanding of the internet had reached such a level that he even knew how to use a navigation page to post franchise ads.

"But seriously, are you two planning to keep doing business?" Wen Yu asked Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan at that moment.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and exchanged a glance with Tan Kaixuan: "Yes, we've discussed it. There's nothing else to do anyway."

Wen Yu was different from them; he was destined for an official career, with his family arranging a job for him early on. Zhao Fusheng had known this in his previous life, so he never thought of bringing Wen Yu into the business.

And Wen Yu was smart enough to show no interest in Zhao Fusheng's business ventures.

As for Tan Kaixuan, that guy was born restless. This venture was interesting and appealing to him, so without Zhao Fusheng saying much, he joined on his own.

"What about you? Going home after graduation?" Tan Kaixuan glanced at Wen Yu and asked.

Wen Yu nodded: "My old man is pushing me. He's already pulled some strings. I'll go back and work at the county cultural bureau."

Although Wen Yu's father wasn't a member of the county party standing committee, he was still a deputy county-level cadre, a deputy county magistrate in charge of culture and health. Finding a job for his son was no problem.

As for a girlfriend, there were still two years until graduation, so there was no rush.

Everyone has their own aspirations. Zhao Fusheng couldn't say much; he could only wish that in this life, Wen Yu wouldn't be as unlucky as in the previous one.

After the incident with Wang Zhen, Zhao Fusheng had become very cautious. He wouldn't easily disrupt the course of others' lives, since not everyone was as carefree as Tan Kaixuan.

Fate is something that can't be judged by common sense. No one can guarantee that the path they take is the right one—even Zhao Fusheng couldn't make that claim.

So Wen Yu's choice now couldn't be called right or wrong; it was just that everyone had their own considerations.

After chatting for a while, they naturally stopped playing games. Wen Yu checked the time and went to pick up his girlfriend. Only Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan remained in the dorm.

"When are you leaving?" Tan Kaixuan lay on the bed, smiling at Zhao Fusheng. He naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng was planning to go to Beijing.

"After I finish up here," Zhao Fusheng said.

He paused and then said to Tan Kaixuan, "After I leave, you need to be more careful on your end. There's no harm in being cautious about the agency matters."

Tan Kaixuan nodded: "I know. Don't worry."

He naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant. After all, the agency rights involved no small amount of money—often millions—and it was in the catering industry. Without caution, trouble was bound to arise.

Zhao Fusheng looked at him, thought for a moment, and felt he should encourage Tan Kaixuan. He said, "Anyway, I'm leaving the Ninghai matters to you. Be careful with Brilliant Technology and the KFC agency. If it doesn't work out, we can sell the agency rights and you can look into other projects."

When it came to business talent, Zhao Fusheng admitted he was no match for Tan Kaixuan. That guy had an almost beastly intuition for making money, always able to find the most suitable projects. So Zhao Fusheng didn't want to tie him down.

"Hmm, you mean you don't plan to manage this business anymore?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Tan Kaixuan was momentarily stunned, then laughed.

Zhao Fusheng tilted his head, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Pretty much. At least until graduation, I'll focus on Beijing. As for Ninghai, you'll have to work hard."

"Got it. Don't worry," Tan Kaixuan nodded.

Since Zhao Fusheng trusted him enough to leave their joint business in his hands alone, he knew what to do.

It had to be said that Zheng Yao was very efficient. A week later, Zhao Fusheng received her call, telling him he could leave directly.

She had already arranged everything with the school and the department. Zhao Fusheng didn't have to worry about anything.

"But you have to come back for the final exams," Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then smiled bitterly: "Sis, are you kidding me? I haven't even attended classes. What exams can I take?"

"Are you brain-dead? You're a senior, about to graduate. What classes are there? Even if there are, can't you borrow some notes to look over when you come back?" Zheng Yao said irritably.

She paused and then spoke bluntly: "Besides, think about it. I've already asked someone to put in a good word. Would the professor make things difficult for you?"

Zhao Fusheng thought about it and figured it would probably just be a formality.

After hanging up, Zhao Fusheng began to pack. Since he was going to stay in Beijing for most of the year, he couldn't leave anything essential behind.

Of course, before that, he had to call Fan Baobao. That girl must be eagerly waiting. If he didn't go soon, she might come charging back from Beijing.

"What are you doing?" The phone was quickly answered. Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

"In the dorm. Where else would I be?" Fan Baobao replied.

When Zhao Fusheng wasn't in Beijing, she usually didn't go out to stay elsewhere. Although Wang Qiang was there to ensure safety, being alone was too boring.

"Is it boring without me?" Zhao Fusheng teased her, earning a coquettish retort from Miss Fan.

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng was well-versed in the art of soothing a girlfriend. Before Fan Baobao could flare up, he decisively told her that he would be coming to Beijing soon to accompany her, turning the queen's anger into joy.

They chatted for a while longer before reluctantly hanging up.

What followed was simple. He told his parents about going to Beijing, citing work as the reason. But whether it was his mother, father, or Li Yuan, they all smiled knowingly at his excuse. As experienced adults, they understood his intentions.

Meeting his mother's teasing gaze, Zhao Fusheng felt it was better to say nothing.

Recently, another major event had made him very happy: the box office of "One Day's Dream" had been climbing all the way, about to break 30 million yuan.

For a low-budget comedy, this was an unimaginable achievement. It was said that Huayi was already preparing a celebration party.

Even Jiang Wen and Ye Jing were extremely excited, as it meant they had achieved what no one had done before, pioneering the domestic New Year film genre.

In life, people seek either fame or profit. Even a sage like Confucius traveled through various states to realize his political ambitions, let alone ordinary people.

Even Zhao Fusheng himself was in a good mood, since he had driven this matter forward. It also proved that the trajectory of the world hadn't changed too much because of his appearance.

"When will you arrive? I'm waiting to celebrate with you." Jiang Wen called once or twice a day.

Zhao Fusheng said helplessly, "You guys go ahead and celebrate. Don't wait for me."

He then added with a smile, "You know I don't like overly lively occasions, and I'm not keen on dealing with people I don't know well."

Jiang Wen was momentarily stunned, then understood what Zhao Fusheng meant. He grunted in acknowledgment and said, "I see. Let's meet up and talk later."

That guy might seem honest, but he was actually shrewd. With a little thought, he understood Zhao Fusheng's intention—he wanted to keep a low profile.

On reflection, it was understandable. Zhao Fusheng had always disliked being in the spotlight, whether helping Yu Feihong with her charity work or writing scripts for him. He always kept the entertainment industry at arm's length, even with a wary attitude.

Though he didn't know the reason, Jiang Wen respected Zhao Fusheng's wishes. After all, the most important thing in friendship was mutual respect. If the other party wanted to stay low-key, being high-profile would only harm their relationship.

Three days later, Zhao Fusheng bid farewell to his family and Tan Kaixuan, and flew to the capital, beginning his 2001.