The perfect future of rebirth

If a person is not even interested in letting you scold him, what is it like?

"Brother, come quickly!"

Fan Beibei greeted Zhao Fusheng loudly, she is very excited now, several people are in Samsung Everland, this is an amusement park under the Samsung Group, it is considered a very famous place in Korea.

It seems that Song Qian still did some homework.

"Brother is tired, let Sister Song Qian play with you." Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said to Fan Beibei with a smile.

"All right……"

The little girl was a little disappointed, but then she pulled Song Qian to walk not far away.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Chen Zhen: "Let someone follow closely."

"Okay, Chairman."

Chen Zhen nodded quickly when he heard the words, he knew Fan Beibei's position in Zhao Fusheng's heart, if something really happened to this young lady, Zhao Fusheng would eat people.

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"Chairman, are you sure you haven't seen Mr. Liang?" Wu Sijie didn't go to play either, but sat beside Zhao Fusheng.

"What did I see him for?" Zhao Fusheng smiled and waved his hands: "You, don't think too much, as I said, the main purpose of this summer vacation is to walk around with Beibei."

This is from the heart, because Zhao Fusheng is really tired now, and he doesn't plan to interfere with the company's affairs at all. He plans to relax and give himself a vacation.

It's not that he doesn't pay attention to the development of Han Xing Investment, nor does he not value Liang Jingyu. Giving him a subsidiary of such a large scale means that Zhao Fusheng trusts him. It's just that Zhao Fusheng now thinks that he can't put all his Focus on making money.

The purpose of making money is to live a good life, not to make yourself richer.

This sentence may sound a bit obscure, but it really makes sense when you think about it carefully.

"What do you mean..." Wu Sijie looked at Zhao Fusheng, but he didn't quite understand what he said, because in his mind, a super rich man like Zhao Fusheng should be busy and non-stop, how could he suddenly Decided to take two months off.

"Let me ask you a question."

Zhao Fusheng seemed to see Wu Sijie's confusion, and smiled and said to him.

"Tell me." Wu Sijie nodded hastily.

For Zhao Fusheng, he admired him very much. Starting from nothing, he got so much wealth in just a few years. Speaking of it, this is simply a living legend.

Everyone has a dream of starting a business, especially young people, who are full of beautiful visions for the future and eager to make contributions, but not everyone has the ability to do so.

But Zhao Fusheng did it, at least, in Wu Sijie's eyes, everything that his boss has done is beyond the reach of other peers, and even most people in this world.

Such a person is willing to impart experience to himself, Wu Sijie wished that Zhao Fusheng would say more.

"What is the purpose of our money?"

Looking at Wu Sijie, Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and asked lightly.

"The purpose of making money?"

Wu Sijie thought for a while, frowned, and said seriously after a while: "The purpose of making money is naturally to make our lives better and more free. At least, you don't have to look at what you want to eat or buy. Things are too small for money. You don’t need to make your parents, wives and children worry about life.”

"good."

Zhao Fusheng nodded in satisfaction, Wu Sijie can think of this, which shows that this guy is really a good person.

Many people make money for eating, drinking and having fun, and they don't think about their family at all. If Wu Sijie's answer just now is that kind, Zhao Fusheng will choose to abandon him without hesitation and find another assistant.

Because if a person even gives up his family, he is not worthy of being a person.

"But think about it, since our purpose of making money is to make ourselves and our family better off. If we lose our family while making money, what's the point?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Sijie calmly. Said.

"Many people always say they are busy and don't have time. In fact, that's just an excuse. No matter the poor or the rich, time is something that actually exists."

Wu Sijie was silent. At this time, he naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

"The purpose of making money is to keep us from becoming slaves to money." Zhao Fusheng patted Wu Sijie on the shoulder: "I have already earned a lot of money, so I will start now and think more about myself and my family. .”

This is the result of his long-term careful thinking.

Relying on the advantage of foresight, I have accumulated a large amount of wealth, which may not be spent by many people in a few lifetimes, and this money may continue to increase in value.

In such a situation, how should I choose?

Zhao Fusheng felt that it was the happiest thing for him to spend more time with his family and make his life more comfortable.

As for the rest, is it really that important?

"Okay, I'll go play for a while, you can think about it slowly."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, stood up, and walked towards where Song Qian and Fan Beibei were, leaving Wu Sijie with a thoughtful face behind.

He didn't pour chicken soup into Wu Sijie, but he really thought so.

Sometimes we do feel that life is very difficult, and we always feel that we are already too busy to suffocate in order to live.

But this does not mean that we have to give up enjoying the good things in life.

Even if you just take your family and children to the park for a walk, it is actually a wonderful enjoyment for the whole family.

It sounds sad to be so tired that you only have time to talk to your family, but in fact, do you really not even have time to talk?

Just a heartbeat.

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I have to admit that the energy of children is really speechless sometimes.

This girl Fan Beibei didn't feel tired at all after playing in Everland all morning, even Zhao Fusheng was out of breath, but she still looked full of energy.

"Bei Bei, Bei Bei, brother is dying, let him rest for a while." Zhao Fusheng finally couldn't stand it anymore, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Tilting her head and looking at Zhao Fusheng, Fan Beibei snorted: "Brother is so stupid..."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless for a moment, rolled his eyes, and thought how dare you talk like that, but seeing her eagerly staring at the Ferris wheel not far away, Zhao Fusheng felt that he should shut up.

On the contrary, Song Qian, perhaps because of her background in dancing, did not look tired at all.

"Well, Xiao Song, you can play with her, I won't go."