The perfect future of rebirth

Both father and son have found the meaning of their existence and have their own goals to strive for.

Of course, compared with Zhao's father, Zhao Fusheng, as a son, is working harder now. After all, he is carrying more than one company.

Although he seldom participates in the management of future advertising, Zhao Fusheng still pays attention to the development of the advertising company, but he is very clear that a mature management system should be able to maintain the smooth operation of the company in a state of no leader.Of course, maturity does not mean perfection, but at least it can avoid turbulent situations.

It's like the current advertisement for the future, although Zheng Yao is the general manager, but in fact, whether Dong Chenxi or Bai Jie, Zhao Fusheng is quietly cultivating their ability to stand alone.

It's not that he thinks that Zheng Yao will part ways with him one day, but because Zhao Fusheng feels that a company cannot put all the burdens on one person.

Zhao Fusheng is very clear about the reason why eggs should not be put in the same basket. He doesn't want to be the second Huang Guangyu.

Of course, he was thinking about this kind of thinking in his own heart, and it was impossible to tell anyone.

In the evening, Fan Baobao came back from school and saw that Zhao Fusheng was sitting in front of the computer writing something, so she didn't bother him and made some food on her own. After Zhao Fusheng finished her work, she asked Zhao Fusheng : "Who did you meet at noon?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Jiang Wen."

"Cut!" Fan Baobao rolled his eyes angrily, with a look of contempt on his face: "You're talking nonsense again, don't think that you can call them brothers and sisters because they helped you last time. Let me tell you, Jiang Wen was with us in the afternoon School is here, how could I meet you."

Zhao Fusheng smiled helplessly, Jiang Wen, this guy is really burning buns,

But he also knows that this is the star effect. More than ten years later, the era when a certain Xiaohua can make a binary linear equation in a variety show can be popular, far more outrageous than it is now.

"I'm going on a date, okay?" Helpless Zhao Fusheng glared at Fan Baobao and said.

Fan Baobao laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "Hahahahahaha, you are still dating..."

A certain person instantly became angry and stared at his girlfriend: "What do you mean?"

Fan Baobao finally straightened up and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "You tell me that you are going on a date with someone who has never even dated since childhood, do you think I can believe it?"

Zhao Fusheng was immediately embarrassed, childhood sweethearts are bad at this point, basically there is no secret, two people who even know bedwetting at a few years old, really make him a little depressed.

"Believe it or not..." Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth.

Seeing this, Fan Baobao didn't tease him anymore, just smiled and changed the subject.

There must be some little secrets between couples, and Fan Baobao also knows that Zhao Fusheng can't do anything to be sorry for himself. In this case, no matter what Zhao Fusheng does, simply let him do it.

Dinner was eaten at home, and neither of them was the kind of person who liked to socialize, so they just started a business at home.

Needless to say, Zhao Fusheng's cooking skills, Fan Baobao has also improved rapidly in the past half a year, and he has a few special dishes of his own.

"Our counselor is simply too picky." Fan Baobao complained while eating: "Several classmates rehearsed the skits, but he just got stuck and insisted that he was unqualified."

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "What good will it do him if he is qualified or not?"

"I don't know, I heard that several girls are crying to death." Fan Baobao said while eating.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Others were already crying, but Fan Baobao still looked like this, which surprised him a bit.

"Of course I'm fine, mine has passed." Fan Baobao said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng hummed, but didn't take this matter to heart.

As far as he is concerned, although he envies Fan Baobao's college life, Zhao Fusheng has already passed the age of entanglement in such matters.

Early the next morning, when Zhao Fusheng woke up, Fan Baobao had already prepared breakfast.

After dinner, one of the two went to school, and the other stayed at home until ten o'clock and left on time.

Zhao Fusheng's destination today is Yu Feihong's house.

Sister Fei called him yesterday and made an appointment to meet today, saying that she had something to discuss with her.

Zhao Fusheng has always been more concerned about Yu Feihong's affairs. This sister is different from Xu Lei who is good at managing herself. The latter prefers to set herself as a benchmark, while Fei sister spends most of her time silently What you should do.

"Sister, what can I do for you?"

After entering the door, Zhao Fusheng asked Feihong directly without going around in circles.

Yu Feihong smiled, poured water for Zhao Fusheng and said: "You have such a temper, why are you so hot?"

"What are you talking about politely?" Zhao Fusheng waved his hands indifferently, and said with a smile: "I will do what I can, and if we can't, let's find a way together."

Yu Feihong was stunned. She, who was not tall, raised her head slightly and stared at the gentle face with a smile on her face. She had seen too many seemingly innocent men who showed ferocious faces on specific occasions, and she had seen many of them. The frightening appearance of a simple and honest man who fell into madness after being driven to a dead end by life.

In the vanity fair of the entertainment industry, Yu Feihong knew very well that people change.

But Zhao Fusheng, since the day he met him, he seems to have always been like this.

"Fusheng, tell me, do people change?" Yu Feihong suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng a question.

Looking at her with some surprise, Zhao Fusheng smiled softly and nodded: "Of course people will change, you will change, and I will change too. We are not gods, and immortality is simply a dream. So everyone will grow old, become selfish, and even become indecisive."

"Is that so..." Yu Feihong felt slightly depressed when she heard Zhao Fusheng's words. For some reason, she suddenly felt bad.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Yu Feihong and frowned. Yu Feihong's emotions seemed a little dangerous...

6 Chapter Twenty

In fact, Zhao Fusheng can understand Yu Feihong's mood, or in other words, Zhao Fusheng can understand why Yu Feihong is in the current situation.

People have different friends at different times, some people can accompany you to the end, and some people will fall behind halfway.Like Wang Zhen, like the other friends Yu Feihong mentioned.

It has nothing to do with status, it's purely because everyone's paths are different. At the beginning, I didn't feel that much, but as time went by, I gradually discovered that, in fact, from a certain day, it has gradually drifted away.

"I didn't notice it before, but now I feel that those so-called friends who study shopping all day long, or how to find a wealthy husband, seem to be different from me." Yu Feihong sat opposite Zhao Fusheng, holding a can of Beer, took a sip and said.

It can be seen that she seems to be a little tired recently, so much so that she has complained to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled softly: "When a person's thinking starts to lose touch with the whole society, troubles will follow one after another. People who lag behind society are generally regarded as fools. And those people who are ahead of society, we They're generally called saints, or lunatics."

"Hehe, what do you mean, I have to be a fool?" Yu Feihong raised his eyebrows and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Sister, we are not qualified to be regarded as saints, and so-called saints are not allowed in this era. Of course, it is not fun to be regarded as lunatics and fools, so I think you should Expand your circle."

"What do you mean?"

Yu Feihong was a little confused by Zhao Fusheng's words, and didn't quite understand what he meant.

Zhao Fusheng said with a faint smile: "Only when a large number of people's wisdom is higher than others, at this time there is one person whose ideas are different, and it doesn't seem so strange. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yu Feihong raised his head, took a sip of his wine, and showed a thoughtful face.

Zhao Fusheng laughed, and picked up the beer in front of him and drank it.