Chapter 0759 The Price

"So, you're saying they all want our hot news recommendation?"

Zhao Fusheng sat on the sofa, looking at Dong Guoxiang in surprise.

Dong Guoxiang nodded: "It was just a spur-of-the-moment idea at the time. I thought I could pick an interesting piece of news from various portal sites every day and put it on the webpage. I never expected it to turn out like this."

Zhao Fusheng smiled wryly and nodded. He naturally understood what Dong Guoxiang meant—he was explaining that he hadn't intentionally used the navigation webpage for personal gain or abused his position.

"So what do these portal sites want now?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Dong Guoxiang. To be honest, he hadn't expected Dong Guoxiang to give him such a big surprise.

"The ones that have contacted me now are all willing to pay advertising fees to buy our ad spots," Dong Guoxiang explained.

As he spoke, he handed Zhao Fusheng a few phone numbers, indicating they were the contact information for those portal sites.

Looking at the names, a smile crept across Zhao Fusheng's lips. He hadn't expected these people to be so sharp, realizing the value of the navigation webpage so quickly.

But that was fine; at least it saved him the effort of promoting it himself.

"Reply to them: we're not doing ads," Zhao Fusheng said after a moment of thought to Dong Guoxiang.

"What?" Dong Guoxiang was taken aback, looking at Zhao Fusheng in surprise. Clearly, he didn't quite understand Zhao Fusheng's move. Although he didn't know what Zhao Fusheng was up to, Dong Guoxiang knew well that Zhao Fusheng was no idealist; he was a thorough businessman. If the price was right, Zhao Fusheng would sell the navigation webpage without hesitation—Zhao Fusheng had said so himself.

In other words, the reason he wasn't selling the navigation webpage now was simply that he was biding his time for a better offer.

"Just keep selecting news the way you did before. As long as the news is interesting and appealing, you can use it regardless of which portal site it's from," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile to Dong Guoxiang.

Sometimes, money isn't the best way to cooperate.

Or rather, only by showing the other party your maximum value will they give you the highest respect.

Zhao Fusheng understood this principle better than anyone.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, when you're starting a business, if you can set aside your pride to make money, it means you've matured.

When you use money to earn back your pride, it means you've succeeded.

And when you can make money using just your pride, it means you've become someone important.

Zhao Fusheng always saw himself as an entrepreneur. This wasn't because he liked starting businesses, nor because of some damn sense of responsibility, nor out of modesty or avoiding arrogance...

The reason was actually simple: his eyes were never on the present, but always on the future.

Economic development in the Internet age is faster than in any previous era. Zhao Fusheng happened to live through this period. The truly successful people he saw proved with countless facts that in this era, if you truly grasp the pulse of the times, you can soar to great heights.

So Zhao Fusheng was very clear: he wasn't some invincible time traveler; he was just an ordinary person with incredible luck.

"Alright, I'll listen to you," Dong Guoxiang nodded. Although he had come up with the hot news method himself, he still respected Zhao Fusheng's opinions on the overall direction of the website.

After all, this guy was the big boss.

After parting with Dong Guoxiang, Zhao Fusheng went home.

Since he had promised Fan Baobao to write her a song, he needed to get it done quickly, or that girl would definitely fall out with him.

Women, when they love someone, even if that person curses, they'll think it's cool.

When they don't love you, well, they'll curse at you.

Overall, women in love usually have a beautifying and filtering effect on the men they like. They'll interpret the man's good qualities in a hundred ways and then choose the one they like best to accept.

Because no one in this world is truly stupid. The reason someone chooses to believe and accept is ultimately because they have you in their heart. If they don't have you in their heart, then unless they're in it for business.

As for whether it's two hundred or eight hundred, well, figure it out yourself.

The song for Fan Baobao was simple. 'The Girl with Wings' was probably the most suitable. It could fully meet the demands of many girls who were in their passionate youth and full of hope for the future. The lyrics were positive, and the melody was catchy. Although Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun's musical skills were average, since this song was sung everywhere in KTVs in later years, they should be able to handle it.

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

As Zhao Fusheng was writing the song, Fan Baobao bounced in from outside and asked curiously when she saw him writing something.

Putting down his pen, he handed the sheet music to her and rolled his eyes: "Miss, didn't I promise to write you a song?"

"You finished it so quickly?"

Fan Baobao was stunned, then cried out in surprise.

To be honest, when she first agreed with Zhou Yun to ask Zhao Fusheng for a song, she hadn't thought much about it. Only after agreeing did she remember that writing a song wasn't easy; it required inspiration and such, not something you could just whip up casually.

But since the words were already out, backing out wouldn't be appropriate, so Fan Baobao had to steel herself and ask Zhao Fusheng for help.

Now that Zhao Fusheng had given her a surprise, she was overjoyed.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao's expression and shook his head with a smile. This girl, even at fifty, would probably still be this carefree.

"I've written it, but it's just the sheet music. You'll need to find someone to record it later," Zhao Fusheng said after thinking for a moment.

This involved a music production issue. With such a new song, since Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun had little musical foundation, if they only had the sheet music, the song might end up in any key when sung.

"Huh?"

Fan Baobao looked blank; clearly, she didn't understand.

Zhao Fusheng sighed softly and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll figure it out myself."

To be honest, this was his girlfriend. If it were someone else's business, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't bother.

Fan Baobao giggled, then her face flushed slightly as she slowly approached Zhao Fusheng: "Honey, are you tired?"

Huh?

Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded, feeling like his brain had short-circuited.

Before he could react, Fan Baobao pressed against him, her breath fragrant as she whispered softly: "Do you want to take a shower with me?"

A real man never says no!