The perfect future of rebirth

Zhao Fusheng didn't explain anything further, the idiom "interlaced like a mountain" is very reasonable. For a person like Zhang Qian, if he talks about the business ideas of online games with him, it is undoubtedly a chicken and a duck. He will not understand it at all. Winding around.

It's not that Zhang Qian is not smart enough, but for him, this thing is a completely unfamiliar field.

Just as Zhang Qian told himself how to sneak into enemy-occupied areas for intelligence operations, Zhao Fusheng would feel that he was talking about the Arabian Nights, but in fact, that was indeed Zhang Qian's personal experience.

Everyone experiences a different life, and naturally has a different view on things. It seems that even until now, Zhang Qian can't see how much room for development an online game can have.

But Zhao Fusheng knew clearly that this game called "Legend" would become a legend in the history of China's Internet development.

"Okay, you should rest early, and accompany me to the company tomorrow morning." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian nodded: "I'll pack up my things by the way and move in tomorrow."

He also knew what Zhao Fusheng bought the opposite house on purpose.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, did not speak again, and watched Zhang Qian go upstairs.

The next morning, when Zhao Fusheng woke up, he heard voices coming from the living room. After getting dressed and going out, he saw Fan Baobao talking to Yang Panpan.

Zhang Qian, on the other hand, looked at them helplessly.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Fan Baobao with a smile.

"It's nothing, I'm talking to Sister Panpan to let her go around our dormitory." Fan Baobao smiled and raised the phone in his hand: "Just now Sister Hua called me and said that today's shooting is cancelled. gone."

"Cancel?" Zhao Fusheng frowned.

"Well, it's a pictorial shoot, I said we'll shoot it tomorrow." Fan Baobao smiled heartlessly, and then looked at Yang Panpan: "Sister Panpan, can you go to our dormitory later?"

Yang Panpan naturally didn't have any objections. Zhang Qian had already told her before that her task was to protect Fan Baobao from accidents. As for what Fan Baobao would do, let her do it.

For a fan, this is undoubtedly the most satisfying job, so although Yang Panpan is not too cold for Zhao Fusheng, he is still very satisfied with Zhao Fusheng's arrangement in his heart.

Zhao Fusheng didn't ask this matter again, Wang Zhonglei was looking after Huayi, and Wang Jinghua was not a fool, so he wouldn't challenge his patience too much after all.

Leaving Fan Baobao and Yang Panpan to visit the female dormitory of the Chinese Opera, Zhao Fusheng asked Zhang Qian to carry him to the future advertisement.

"Go to Dong Guoxiang's side and have a look, wait for my call, come and pick me up." Zhao Fusheng said to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian nodded and drove away the car.

Zhao Fusheng walked into the company.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Fusheng frowned, because he noticed that there were quite a lot of people in the company today, and there were many new faces, who looked like newcomers at first glance.

"What's the matter?" Walking to the front desk, Zhao Fusheng asked the receptionist at the front desk.

"Minister Zhao, you are here." The receptionist naturally knew Zhao Fusheng, and he quickly replied: "We will be recruiting today. I heard that Mr. Zheng said before that he would move the company's headquarters here."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, glanced at the group of young people walking towards the conference room, and sighed silently in his heart.

The advertising industry is a new industry, and many people don’t really understand it. Everyone thinks that this industry makes a lot of money, and gold medal planning can turn into gold. , because this is a road that is destined to be full of thorns, a road with an uncertain future, and a road that may not succeed even if the moths are thrown into the flames.

Raising his head, Zhao Fusheng saw the cloudless blue sky outside through the window, the sunlight poured down through the glass windows, and the towering and densely populated reinforced concrete forests in the city were like fortresses, waiting for people to break through.

Stepping into the elevator, Zhao Fusheng planned to check on the interview situation.

Unexpectedly, the few people who walked into the elevator with him were all here for the interview, and no one knew him. Zhao Fusheng just sat in the elevator like that, and went upstairs with a few newcomers.

The elevator slowly stopped on the sixth floor. When he stepped out of the elevator, he was a little surprised.

Because the entire corridor on the sixth floor was completely silent, so quiet that one felt as if one was in a silent world.

"Well, it seems that we can't go to the conference room." Zhao Fusheng glanced at the crowd blocking the door, frowned, found a bench at random and sat down.

His eyes swept over someone beside him, and he suddenly laughed silently.

The reason is very simple, because the interviewer next to him didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or what was going on, but he was shaking his legs there, looking funny and funny.

"Hey, buddy, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Fusheng patted the opponent's shoulder lightly, and asked in a low voice.

Ok?

The muscles of the man's whole body tensed instantly, he turned around suddenly, and actually stood up, like a frightened little rabbit.

"Eh..." Zhao Fusheng was immediately embarrassed, he just wanted to say hello, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong, and now both of them were at a loss.

"Cough cough." The man coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, "Well, what's the matter?"

"...Sorry." Zhao Fusheng showed an apologetic smile. I didn't mean it, but I just wanted to ask you what's wrong.

"Oh, it's okay, it's because I reacted a bit too much just now." As if recalling his reaction of almost jumping up just now, the man was also a little embarrassed, raised his head and stroked the back of his head, a little restrained.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth, this guy is really interesting.

8 Chapter Twenty Strange People

"Are you here for the interview too?"

The young man glanced at Zhao Fusheng, it seemed that because he misunderstood Zhao Fusheng just now, he deliberately had nothing to say.

"Ah? No, I'm here to do business." Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then smiled: "I want to ask, how long will it take for such a group of interviews?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the gradually shortening line in front of him, motioning for the young man.

The young man was a little surprised. He glanced in surprise at the peer in front of him who seemed to be different from most people and was not nervous at all. To be honest, Zhao Fusheng was dressed very special today. He looked like a shirt with a suit and leather shoes. It's a bit like a career elite.

"A group of five people. On average, a group lasts 10 minutes. Regardless of whether the last group has been in for about 15 minutes, someone should have passed the interview." There was a trace of envy in the young man's words, and it was obvious that he also longed to be valued .

"Don't worry, the opportunity belongs to everyone, only you can decide the result." Zhao Fusheng smiled at the young man, patted him on the shoulder and said.

The self-confidence and calmness that came out naturally calmed down the young man who was a little anxious.

"The next group is ready." The voice of the staff came from the door, and he confessed: "You are waiting at the door. After I open the door, you give me your resume and go in in order. Next, the company's leaders will propose You can answer some questions.”

After a pause, he said with a serious expression: "Please keep quiet and don't disturb other applicants."

"Well, we'll be here soon." The young man turned his head and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Come on!"

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes." Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Originally, he actually wanted to go in directly, but now that he thinks about it, it's okay to stay, and he also thinks that this young man seems very interesting.

You know, just now he was too nervous to speak, but now he has calmed down, and he even took the initiative to cheer himself up.

"By the way, what's your name?"