The perfect future of rebirth

Father Tan is like this now, Zhao Fusheng reminded him that the stock market may change, he felt that Zhao Fusheng was a little too cautious, but Tan Kaixuan said he wanted to open a KFC, he felt that it was okay for his son to think so.

It's very simple, the Tan family still has the next generation. Whether it's Tan Kaixuan or Tan Kaixin, they have to have children. Leaving a store for future generations is more useful than leaving a pile of stocks.

If Zhao Fusheng knew that the Tan family and his son were discussing in full swing to invest millions to open a KFC in Shanghai, he would definitely say to Tan Kaixuan: Brother, you have changed.

The upright boy back then has now turned into a sinister and cunning guy.

When he walked into the hospital, Zhao Fusheng saw Li Yuan, Zhao Ma, and two nurses muttering there, and Fan Beibei was reading a storybook.

"Stinky boy, why did you come here?" Mother Zhao gave her son an angry look and said.

Zhao Fusheng looked innocent, he didn't know where he had offended his mother, so he could only honestly say: "Write something in the dormitory, the company wants it."

"Ah, forget it, call ahead next time."

Zhao's mother blinked, and said with a smile to the two old colleagues beside her: "This brat, his counselor has set up an advertising company, and he runs errands for them, writing a plan or something."

While talking, she pointed to her mobile phone: "Here, isn't this a thank you gift from the advertiser? My father and I each got one, and I also gave Li Yuan and their baby one as well."

Li Yuan also nodded contentedly and said: "Isn't that right, this child Fusheng is just sensible."

"Isn't it? When I was a child, I said that this child would definitely become a talent in the future."

"Yeah, Sister Yuan, your fate is really good. Your daughter has become a star, and your son-in-law is a filial son. Let's wait and enjoy the blessings in the future..."

Zhao Fusheng stood there, blinked his eyes, laughed a few times, put the fruit bought for Fan Beibei on the table, lowered his head and began to pretend to be dead.

What a joke, women's war, it's better not to get involved.

Women of any age have one thing in common, that is, they like contrast.

Even a best friend who is as close as a sister doesn't want to be a supporting role in other people's life.

To put it bluntly, everyone thinks that they are the perfect leading role in life. As for the supporting role, I'm sorry, such things as tearing each other out only happen among girlfriends.

Everyone compares their husbands, children, studies, jobs, and income. Isn't it just a matter of saving face?

Take the two nurses in front of me as an example. Although they have a good relationship with their mother and Li Yuan, Zhao Fusheng doesn't think their relationship is so good that they can sit and chat together.

To put it bluntly, it's not because Mom and Dad's business is getting bigger and bigger. The old colleagues in these hospitals all know about their local chickens turning into phoenixes.

It's not that Zhao Fusheng is a dark person, it's because he knows very well that this world is so realistic, people may have some kind of kindness hidden deep in their hearts, but this kindness can at most make them guarantee that they will not make trouble.

As for giving charcoal in the snow, I'm sorry, Zhao Fusheng was reborn in his 40s, not 14 years old. He didn't believe in the chicken soup in the book, and he didn't even read it.

I really want to be fed chicken soup, how good it is to watch the news broadcast.

"By the way, I heard that Director Chen of the Department of Surgery helped another patient." At this time, one of the two nurses said.

"Isn't that right, Director Chen is really a good person." Another said.

"What did Director Chen do again?" Mama Zhao asked strangely.

She is not familiar with Director Chen, but she only knows about Chen Jianmin. After all, pediatrics and surgery are not the same department, and Zhao Ma, the doctor in pediatrics, is very familiar.

The nurse hurriedly told the whole story. She was the old director of an orphanage, who had worked hard to raise the children in the orphanage for decades. Now he was old and was hospitalized in poor health. He needed heart surgery, but he had no money.

"That child is so pitiful that he knelt down to Director Chen," the nurse said.

"Ahhh, I saw it, it was him, it's so pitiful..." Zhao Ma seemed to recall something, and vividly talked about the scene she saw that day to several people.

"Isn't that right? Director Chen was also touched that day. When he got back, he went to the dean and helped reduce part of the surgery fee. It seemed that he paid for the old man out of his own pocket."

The nurse sighed and said, "You say this is a good man, he always endures hardships. It stands to reason that such a good man, the old man, has no good rewards."

"You can't say that. If you meet Director Chen, isn't it a reward?" Another nurse said.

"Right……"

When a few women get together, it is natural that the home is warm, there are many gossips, and Zhao Fusheng feels a little headache after listening to it for a while.

People say that one woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks, and four women together are definitely bigger than two thousand ducks.

After peeling an apple for Fan Beibei and feeding it to the little girl, Zhao Fusheng stood up and said to his mother: "Mom, I'll go out and make a phone call, you two talk first."

"Ah, let's go, let's go." Zhao Ma waved her hand, then turned around and said, "This kid has a lot of troubles every day, and I don't know if he is a student or a worker."

Everyone smiled and nodded, but they knew very well in their hearts that this was called showing off. Who would let their children reach out to their parents while they were still studying, but Zhao Fusheng was already able to help his family open a shopping mall and buy high-end mobile phones for his parents.

No comparison, no harm...

Chapter 4 and Seven of Touching Porcelain (155/281)

Zhao Fusheng is naturally aware of his mother's intention to show off occasionally.

But he didn't have any disgusting thoughts. As a son of man, wouldn't it be a failure if he couldn't make his parents proud of him?

At the very least, it is necessary for parents not to sigh when talking about themselves with others.

Leaving the ward and coming outside the door, Zhao Fusheng found a chair and sat down.

In the past few days, he has not been idle. Although there are still a few months left, there are still many times to plan ahead.Since they plan to open a video game city, the problem of the venue must be solved first.

Although in my memory, five or six years later, because the Ninghai Municipal Government moved to Ningxi, a large supermarket called Wal-Mart was newly built at the location of the Museum Square, but in Zhao Fusheng's opinion, now is the most suitable place to open a video game city. The place is really a department store or a Wanda mall.

But the problem is that it's not convenient for me to come forward to do this, which is really troublesome.

"What should I do?" Zhao Fusheng said to himself, rubbing his chin, he was really worried.

In a strict sense, his parents don't mind his participation in future advertising work, as long as he can get a diploma.

After all, in the eyes of parents' generation, a college diploma is much more important than a job while in school.

Perhaps in the minds of many people, this is a bit absurd, but it is true. In the minds of many post-[-]s and [-]s post-[-]s, a diploma represents an iron rice bowl, which can at least ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing.

As for the self-employed?

In all fairness, even in [-], an online writer earning more than [-] a month may not be as good as an ordinary teacher earning [-] a month in the eyes of others.

The reason is very simple, people can do it for a lifetime, can you?

"Yo, why are you here?"

At this time, a voice rang in Zhao Fusheng's ear. When he raised his head, Zhao Fusheng saw Chen Jianmin standing in front of him, wearing a white coat, followed by two interns.

"Director Chen, hello." Zhao Fusheng stood up and smiled at Chen Jianmin.

Chen Jianmin nodded: "Are you here to see the old man?"