Chapter 1114: President Zheng's Idea

In Tong Zhenbang's eyes, Chen Shijie was the most steady among the young people he had ever met.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng didn't count. After learning about Zhao Fusheng's rags-to-riches story, Tong Zhenbang subconsciously categorized him as an old fox, or more precisely, someone on his own level for conversation.

“Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, got it?”

As the car slowly came to a stop, Tong Zhenbang instructed Chen Shijie.

Chen Shijie quickly nodded in agreement and followed Tong Zhenbang into a building.

Not far away, two black cars also slowly stopped. In one of them, a middle-aged man was holding a phone: “Director Cao, the target has entered.”

“Keep observing, don't alert the enemy.” In the office of the Narcotics Control Bureau, Cao Jianguo said with a grim expression.

He put down the phone and let out a long breath.

The fox had finally shown its tail. Now it was time to see if the fish would take the bait.

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Zhao Fusheng neither knew nor cared who Tong Zhenbang was meeting. He wasn't a paparazzo fond of gossip. Even when assisting the police, he knew what to ask and what not to.

Speaking of which, he admired Tong Zhenbang and his boss. Knowing they were under police surveillance, they still dared to make such bold moves. They probably hadn't expected to be tailed by the Narcotics Control Bureau as soon as they crossed the border.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Zhao Fusheng had breakfast with his girlfriend. Fan Baobao hurried off to work, saying she had to rehearse a new play.

Zhao Fusheng noted that since she started working at the People's Art Theatre, this woman seemed to be up earlier and working harder than when she was in school.

“Let's go to the company.”

After breakfast, Zhao Fusheng said to Zhang Qian, who had come to see him.

Zhang Qian nodded and accompanied Zhao Fusheng downstairs. They arrived at the Future Group office building.

Taking the private elevator to the top-floor chairman's office, Zhao Fusheng leaned back in his chair and said to Zhang Qian, “Please ask President Zheng to come over.”

Soon, Zheng Yao appeared in Zhao Fusheng's office.

She had insisted on keeping this office, reasoning that although Chairman Zhao wasn't often in the company, the company still needed an office for him.

“Something up?” Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng curiously.

This guy had an office, but he wasn't the type to show up without reason.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: “Have a seat first.”

Zheng Yao nodded and sat down opposite him.

She was wearing a black business suit today, looking quite imposing. If five years ago Zheng Yao seemed like a gentle, refined lady from a good family, now she resembled a commanding female general.

“How's the company lately?” Zhao Fusheng personally poured a glass of water for Zheng Yao and asked.

Though a bit puzzled, Zheng Yao took the water and nodded: “Not bad. Although the merger has caused some unease, the company's operations haven't been affected. The department heads at various branches have kept things stable.”

“That's good.” Zhao Fusheng nodded. “By the way, what's the lease term for this building?”

The current office building for Future Group was newly leased. The original building for Future Advertising was still used by that company. In fact, Zheng Yao initially wanted to put the group headquarters in that building, but Zhao Fusheng vetoed it, so they leased this one instead.

“Five years,” Zheng Yao said after a moment.

“No need for that trouble. Buy it.”

After a moment of thought, Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao.

“Huh?”

Zheng Yao was stunned, staring at Zhao Fusheng: “Buy, buy it?”

Zhao Fusheng nodded: “Yes, buy this building, renovate it, and move Future Advertising and Future Investment here.”

“And the office Future Advertising is using now?”

“Let Future Film move in.”

Zhao Fusheng decided the matter in a few words and said to Zheng Yao: “These two buildings will become Future Group's properties.”

“Well, that will require a large sum of money,” Zheng Yao said.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: “Talk to Dong Chenxi. Have Future Investment handle it. In short, get it done quickly.”

“Alright, alright, you're the boss, you have the final say.” Zheng Yao shrugged and smiled.

Regardless, it was good for the company, so she naturally supported it. In fact, Zheng Yao also felt it was right to buy this building as the group headquarters.

Of course, she didn't have Zhao Fusheng's foresight and didn't know that in ten years, these two investments alone would increase Future Group's fixed assets by several hundred million.

After all, this was the core business district of the capital.

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“Speaking of which, how much money can Future Investment actually mobilize now?” Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng after a moment.

Dong Chenxi's Future Investment Fund had always reported directly to Zhao Fusheng. Even after the merger, Zheng Yao rarely inquired about it, only checking the company's financial statements.

“Things like stocks and shares can't be touched for now,” Zhao Fusheng said calmly. “If we use cash, $100 million is no problem. For more, I'd need to negotiate with the Bangkok Bank.”

He wasn't deliberately hiding things from Zheng Yao. According to his agreement with Chen Youhan, the loan wouldn't be officially used for a while, and he needed to explain its use to the Chen father and son.

“Alright. I'm thinking about whether the group should expand into new businesses,” Zheng Yao said seriously to Zhao Fusheng.

“New businesses?”

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow, surprised that Zheng Yao would suggest this.

“You made me president and CEO, so I have to come up with something useful.” Zheng Yao smiled gracefully, took a sip of water, and then said, “I think we should consider entering e-commerce and real estate. These two industries are bound to have huge growth in the future!”

Pfft!

Zhao Fusheng had just taken a sip of water and sprayed it out, staring at Zheng Yao in shock. At that moment, he really wondered whether he was the time traveler or if this woman was the one who had traveled through time.