Chapter 0922: A Door Slut in the Face?

Dong Chenxi fully agreed with Zhao Fusheng's words. This was an era where the victor reigned supreme and the winner took all. Zhao Fusheng had already proven himself right through his success.

If anyone wanted to refute his views, at the very least, Dong Chenxi herself would have to be more successful than Zhao Fusheng.

No matter the time, the essence of how the world operates has always been a selection competition focused on rankings. Although in practice it has continuity and complexity, its fundamental nature has actually never changed.

Thus, the emergence of the rich second generation and the official second generation is evidence of continuity, because they were born into privilege, and no one can do anything about that.

And to do things well, one must not only think and act diligently but also have the right direction and the right methods. This is a manifestation of complexity. If one cannot achieve this, it is difficult to do things well.

In the world, there will always be a distinction between geniuses and mediocrities.

In the eyes of others, Zhao Fusheng was undoubtedly the former. Dong Chenxi did not consider herself mediocre, but she was also aware that there was still a certain gap between herself and a genius.

That being the case, as the genius investor Zhao Fusheng had made his choice, she only needed to execute it in the right direction.

This was Dong Chenxi's thought, and it had to be admitted that she was a person with self-awareness.

In fact, for mediocrities, many things in this world depend on luck. Someone makes the right choice in a certain matter and thus succeeds, while one's own luck is too poor, leading to failure.

But in reality, what truly determines a person's choices is repeated careful observation of the world and repeated serious thinking about the patterns.

If Zhao Fusheng had not experienced repeated failures in his previous life, and if he did not have the memory of foreknowledge, he actually could not guarantee that he would do better than others.

Of course, he could not tell others these thoughts.

"By the way, when do you have time? I'll take you to Shanghai and Shenzhen for a visit," Zhao Fusheng suddenly remembered something and said to Dong Chenxi with a smile.

Dong Chenxi was startled, then immediately understood. Zhao Fusheng intended to take her to see the two companies, Shengda and Tencent. After all, as his agent, she would inevitably have to deal with these two companies in the future.

Thinking of this, Dong Chenxi said, "Anytime. Anyway, there's nothing here that needs me."

Zhao Fusheng blinked, slightly embarrassed. Confirming that Dong Chenxi was not deliberately mocking him for setting up a shell company, he simply went along with her words and said, "Alright, pack up. The day after tomorrow, we'll go to Shanghai."

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Two days later, Zhao Fusheng, Dong Chenxi, Zhang Qian, and two assistants hired by Dong Chenxi appeared at the entrance of Shengda Technology Company.

"This is it?"

Dong Chenxi looked up, surveyed the entrance, then turned to Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "This is it. Let's go."

They had not called the Chen brothers in advance before coming. In Zhao Fusheng's words, it was just to bring Dong Chenxi to get familiar with the place, so there was no need to go through the trouble.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng was wrong.

"Sorry, without an appointment, you can't go upstairs." At the entrance, the front desk receptionist politely stopped Zhao Fusheng and his group, telling them that without a prior appointment, they couldn't go upstairs.

"Well..."

Meeting the amused glances of Dong Chenxi and the others, Zhao Fusheng felt a bit embarrassed. He helplessly took out his phone and dialed Chen Tianqiao's number.

But the busy signal on the other end proved that President Chen wasn't available today.

"Look at you now." Dong Chenxi covered her mouth and laughed. She really hadn't expected that Zhao Fusheng, who always claimed to be prescient, would end up in such an awkward situation. To be honest, she felt more schadenfreude than anxiety about this scene, since she knew that if Zhao Fusheng had notified Chen Tianqiao in advance, the top brass of Shanda Technology would have all come out to welcome him as a major shareholder.

But regardless, seeing Zhao Fusheng so embarrassed was quite enjoyable for Dong Chenxi.

"This is definitely a mistake."

Seeing Dong Chenxi's expression and hearing her words, Zhao Fusheng knew she was mocking him with ill intent. Even Zhang Qian beside him looked like he was trying hard not to laugh.

Helplessly forcing a bitter smile, Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment, then dialed another number and put it on speaker.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, what made you think to call me?" The voice on the other end was a man's, speaking in a calm tone.

"Because I can't find your brother." Zhao Fusheng said irritably, "I'm downstairs at the company headquarters now. The front desk says I can't enter without an appointment."

"Haha, sorry, sorry." The man on the phone apologized repeatedly, then hung up shortly after.

The front desk receptionist looked bewildered, feeling as if she had heard the voice on the phone somewhere before.

A moment later, the elevator opened, and a crowd of people poured out. The man at the front, wearing glasses and dressed in a suit, looked every bit the successful businessman.

"Mr. Zhao, sorry, sorry." Before he even reached Zhao Fusheng, the man began apologizing with a regretful expression, leaving the front desk staff dumbfounded.

"President Chen?"

The two front desk girls exchanged glances, at a loss for words.

They might not know the others, but the man who had just stepped out of the elevator was all too familiar to them—after all, he was the company boss's younger brother and the head of the technical department.

"It's nothing." A smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's face. He shook hands with Chen Danian, who had hurried over, and said with a laugh, "I don't have any major business. I just happened to be passing through Shanghai and thought I'd drop by."

Then he asked with a smile, "Where's President Chen? I called but he didn't answer."

"My brother went to a meeting today; his phone is probably on silent." Chen Danian explained, "You know, ever since our company got on track, we've been getting a lot of attention from all sides. My brother is always being asked to attend this meeting or that. He has no choice—he can't refuse. All kinds of big shots, gods and demons, we can't afford to offend any of them." Chen Danian continued with a smile, "I've already messaged him to let him know you're here. He'll be really happy."

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly, paying no heed to Chen Danian's words. If anything, Chen Tianqiao probably felt more wary than reliant on him now.

After all, for Chen Tianqiao, seeing Shanda's situation improve day by day, it would be hard for him to feel comfortable remembering the shares Zhao Fusheng had taken from him.

But they were all businessmen; no one would easily reveal their true feelings. They still had to keep up appearances.