Chapter 0085: My Father and Mother

Neither Zheng Yao nor Wang Meiyu had expected that the poaching affair would come to an end in such a manner.

The former had originally thought that faced with the temptation of a large company and platform like Perfect Advertising, Zhao Fusheng might choose to leave, while the latter simply didn't believe Zhao Fusheng's almost absurd reasoning; she always felt that the young man harbored secrets she didn't know.

But unfortunately, at present, she couldn't persuade Zhao Fusheng, because she could see that Zhao Fusheng had no intention of leaving Ninghai at all.

Zhao Fusheng, of course, didn't know that Wang Meiyu, even as she flew away from Ninghai, still couldn't forget him. In his eyes, this was hardly a big deal.

He naturally wouldn't stay cooped up in this small place of Ninghai forever; eventually, Zhao Fusheng would definitely leave here to see the world outside.

What height must a person reach to avoid dying in obscurity?

Zhao Fusheng didn't know, but he understood one principle: as a nobody, you can be without money or women, but you must live with pride—not arrogance, but backbone. Otherwise, if you truly become a heap of mud, even the stray chickens and dogs on the roadside won't give you a second glance.

In his previous life, he lived stifled. In this life, Zhao Fusheng initially thought about quietly living his own small life. But the further he went, the more he realized that if he wanted to make those around him happy, he needed to grasp more things.

Occasionally, when he thought about it, Zhao Fusheng would sigh with emotion. Tan Kaixuan, the highest climber in his life, once said that a person's fate is to be ceaselessly on the move. Unless you truly have no ambition, as long as you have even the slightest desire, you'll become a galloping wild horse, charging forward without being able to rein in.

Only when death arrives might you finally stop.

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Before Zhao Fusheng could contact his parents to tell them about his site inspection, his father's call had already reached the dormitory. The content was simple: come home.

With his father's orders, Zhao Fusheng naturally dared not delay and hurried back home.

As soon as he entered, he saw his parents sitting there with serious expressions. Li Yuan was also there, but Fan Baobao was absent, and Fan Beibei wasn't there either.

"Where's Beibei?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

"Baobao is putting her to sleep," his mother waved her hand and said to her son, "Your father and I, along with Aunt Li, have discussed it. We plan to set up that supermarket near your school. As for money, we've scraped together over a hundred thousand. I'm not sure if it's enough."

Zhao Fusheng was stunned. He hadn't expected his parents to go all out like this, almost mobilizing every available penny in the family. This included his bonus, his father's buyout money, previous savings, and possibly some borrowed money. They were going for broke.

"So much?" Despite his inner surprise, Zhao Fusheng still asked, "Dad, isn't this too risky?"

He had no choice. Although he wanted to tell his father that this money might not be enough, doing so would make him seem too mature.

Zhao Fusheng's biggest headache now was that sometimes he had to pretend to react in a way befitting his age, otherwise he would always seem particularly odd.

"It's not risky. There's a large flow of people near your school, and no large market. That supermarket you mentioned, I think it's a good idea," his father looked at him seriously and said, "I called you back to ask: near your school, does District Two have more foot traffic, or District Four?"

Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's parents were not as ignorant as he had thought. Unbeknownst to him, the two had already quietly surveyed the terrain around Ninghai Normal University.

"District Two has convenient transportation, but in terms of foot traffic, District Four has a bit more," Zhao Fusheng answered honestly.

He suddenly realized that all along, he had underestimated his parents.

"See? I told you District Four has more people!" his mother said excitedly, her face beaming with joy.

His father didn't say anything, silently pondering something.

Clearly, there was a disagreement between his parents on the supermarket location. His mother wanted District Four, while his father thought District Two, with better transportation, was slightly better.

"Fusheng, do you usually go to District Four often?"

At that moment, Li Yuan suddenly spoke up.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "It's about a ten-minute walk. When we have nothing to do, we go there."

He was telling the truth. Although Ninghai Normal University seemed large, for students, apart from classes, they had plenty of free time. So a ten-minute walk from District Two to District Four was nothing.

"Alright, you're dismissed." His father looked up, waved his hand, and directly shooed Zhao Fusheng into the bedroom.

Helplessly, Zhao Fusheng went to the bedroom, knowing that the three elders would surely discuss it further. After all, such a large investment was no small matter.

As for himself, perhaps in their eyes, this was something for adults to consider. Children should live under the wings of their parents.

"You got kicked out too?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng enter the bedroom, Fan Baobao asked with a smile.

"As if you weren't," he retorted grumpily, then carefully glanced at the bed. Finding Fan Beibei sleeping soundly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Children of three or four are the most clingy. Every time she saw Zhao Fusheng, Fan Beibei was especially happy, and basically wouldn't follow anyone else. Although he didn't mind looking after children, being constantly pestered to tell stories wasn't exactly a pleasant thing.

"If the family opens a supermarket, it'll be even busier," Fan Baobao said worriedly. Li Yuan's health was poor, and with Fan Beibei to take care of, she couldn't help much at the supermarket. It seemed Zhao Fusheng's father would have to work hard.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. From what my mom said, she plans to resign. After all, for the finances, we need our own family member."

This was true. Especially for a place like a supermarket, besides a regular accountant, if there wasn't a family member keeping the books, it would be hard to feel at ease.

And given his mother's personality, if the supermarket opened, she probably wouldn't trust anyone but Li Yuan and herself to manage the accounts.

"I see..." Fan Baobao seemed thoughtful.

Thinking of this, she looked at Zhao Fusheng: "I'm going to Beijing in a week."

"Oh."

Zhao Fusheng responded quietly, but didn't say anything more.

"Hey, are you happy that I'm leaving?" Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng.

Helplessly sighing, Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly: "First, you're leaving but you'll come back. Beibei is here, Auntie is here, where can you go? Second, it's not a farewell forever, so what's there to be happy or unhappy about?"

At that moment, Fan Baobao felt that all her previous agonizing was in vain. This guy didn't deserve a kind face.

With that thought, she slapped Zhao Fusheng on the back, producing a dull thud: "You're smart. Behave at home, got it?"

Zhao Fusheng really had no way to deal with this crazy woman anymore. She never played by the rules.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of Aunt Li and Beibei. You just study well in Beijing. Call back if you need anything. Remember what I said: don't take roles lightly unless there's a good script or your teacher agrees, got it?" Zhao Fusheng instructed Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao nodded in agreement. Although she was impulsive, she knew that if there was anyone in the world besides her mother who truly cared about her, it was Zhao Fusheng's family.

Looking up at Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao suddenly said seriously, "Zhao Fusheng, don't worry. Once I become famous, I'll repay you tenfold, a hundredfold."

Zhao Fusheng laughed. He remembered something an old neighbor had mentioned after his family moved in his previous life. After Fan Baobao became famous, she really returned to her hometown to repay the neighbors who had helped her family. But by then, the Zhao family had already moved.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think I can't do it?" Fan Baobao glared.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and grinned: "I don't think you can't do it. I'm just wondering how much I should ask you for."

"Money-grubber!" Fan Baobao laughed: "Don't worry, I'll give you a blank check, and you can fill in any number."

She paused, then shook her head: "No, I won't give it to you. I'll give it all to Uncle and Auntie. Nothing for you, hmph!"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said nothing more.