The perfect future of rebirth

"you are?"

"I'm Zhao Fusheng, the chairman of Future Group."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, and said to Ren Zhi: "I think this should be the first time we met, right?"

"Yes."

Ren Zhi was taken aback, but still nodded.

To be honest, he had fought against Future Real Estate before, but at that time his opponent was Wang Kai, not Zhao Fusheng.

He is very curious about this so-called most mysterious super rich man in China.

But because of his background, Ren Zhi was not so afraid of Zhao Fusheng.

After all, I was born as a child of the big courtyard, and my family background is good, and I married a good wife.

His father-in-law is now a serious and senior official.

"To be honest, I've always wanted to have a drink with Mr. Ren."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Ren Zhi and said slowly.

Ren Zhi was a little surprised, looking at Zhao Fusheng's serious face, he was a little baffled, he didn't know why he said that.

Is he showing his favor?

Could it be that his behavior of suppressing Zheng Yao yesterday made Zhao Fusheng realize that if he wants to stay in the real estate industry, he shouldn't offend too many people?

Ren Zhi was a little surprised when such a thought came to his mind.

But still very happy in my heart.

After all, Zhao Fusheng's identity is there.

It's really a good feeling for a super rich man to say in front of himself that he really wants to have a glass of wine with him without any airs.

Even though Ren Zhi has been living the life of a master for so many years, at this moment, he feels complacent.

This is how people are. Sometimes the sense of accomplishment is not because of something, but because of someone.

To use an analogy, with Ren Zhi's status, people who speak well of him on weekdays are like crucian carp in the river, and he has no interest at all.

But Zhao Fusheng is different, Zhao Fusheng's identity is there.

A rich man with a net worth of hundreds of billions of yuan has to be polite to himself.

This sense of accomplishment alone makes Ren Zhi very satisfied.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao is being polite, come on, let's fill up a glass..."

Ren Zhi laughed, and while talking, he picked up a bottle of red wine and poured it for Zhao Fusheng.

"Hehe, Senior Ren, how can I ask you to pour me wine?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed, but stretched out his hand and took the bottle of red wine from Ren Zhi's hand.

Everyone was stunned.

Lao Wang watched from the side, dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

Is Zhao Fusheng lowering his profile and making friends with Ren Zhi?

What a joke!

How can it be!

Unlike others, Lao Wang has been thinking about retiring these years, and he is deeply rooted in Shencheng, and has very deep connections with many big bosses.

After meeting Zhao Fusheng and Ma Huateng that time, he met Ma Huateng again at a certain dinner party.

At that time, the two had talked about Zhao Fusheng.

In Ma Huateng's words, Zhao Fusheng must not offend him.

Although this person is a qualified businessman, but sometimes, he likes to be emotional.

Old Wang remembers very clearly that Ma Huateng half-jokingly and half-complainingly said at the time: "I just moved his shares tentatively, but this guy quickly started buying Fujixun Technology's shares on Hong Kong Island. Up to now, I I don’t even know how many shares of our company he has in his hand.”

To be honest, even after experiencing countless ups and downs in the business world, Lao Wang could clearly feel how helpless Ma Huateng felt when he said these words.

That's right.

Just helpless.

Think about it, a successful businessman has a lot of cash in his hand, sometimes he is too rational, but sometimes he is impulsive because of a little thing, and he doesn't care about losses at all.

This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

And now, that person, his confidant, former teacher, was humiliated by Ren Zhi yesterday, but today he is sitting here, wanting to pour wine for Ren Zhi?

is it possible?

Of course not!

Zhao Fusheng took the red wine bottle in Ren Zhi's hand, slowly lifted it up, and began to pour wine for Ren Zhi.

Because it was a goblet, Zhao Fusheng did not pour the wine fast.

His hand was steady, and the hand holding the wine bottle didn't shake at all.

The red wine slowly fell into the glass.

Ren Zhi was very proud, with a smile on his face.

"Oh, no, no, no, what a shame..."

Although he said polite words, his hands did not stop Zhao Fusheng from pouring himself wine.

As a child of a big courtyard, he can be regarded as the second generation. For a pure businessman like Zhao Fusheng, in his bones, he really doesn't think much of him.

If it weren't for the turmoil in the past, he might have been in power now. What is the difference between this kind of businessman and Shen Wansan in the Ming Dynasty?

When do you want to clean him up, it's just a phone call!

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened!