Chapter 1157: Marching into Industry

The world has always been interesting; the reason one finds it boring is because one is poor.

People always envy the happiness of the rich, probably because the rich at least enjoy a life that the poor cannot imagine.

In fact, the relationship between the word 'happiness' and wealth is quite intriguing. For example, Zhao Fusheng knew well that even if he had money, if he were to live the life of his previous incarnation, he would still not be happy.

Happiness never depends on how much wealth one has, but on who one is with.

Of course, being with the one you love while possessing more wealth is absolutely the happiest thing.

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“I’m heading back first. Remember to contact Ye Jing and Dong Guoxiang,” Zhao Fusheng said to Dong Chenxi.

He wasn’t there to attend the signing ceremony anyway; he didn’t even have the interest to show up, let alone participate in the cocktail party held after the successful signing.

Unless forced by circumstances, people do not easily change their habits regarding occasions they dislike.

And Zhao Fusheng now happened to have the capital to act willfully—after all, he was the big boss of Future Group.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng had never told anyone that he had a plan in mind: to make Future Group a company like Laoganma—no financing, no loans, no listing, doing only as much as the money in hand allowed.

This was also why Zhao Fusheng’s loan amount at Bank of Pan Gu was not high. Deep in his mind, he always held the thought of repaying the loan as soon as possible and then doing his own thing.

Of course, it wasn’t that he didn’t trust the Chen father and son, but because Zhao Fusheng truly thought this way.

As for financing and listing, Zhao Fusheng had never even considered it. He didn’t want to see the company he had painstakingly built fall into a struggle for equity one day, where he would have to fight with some capitalists for control of the company. That would be too exhausting and not much fun.

In business, it’s more enjoyable to be your own boss.

Dong Chenxi naturally understood Zhao Fusheng’s thoughts. The very purpose of integrating the resources of several companies under the Future system was for better development. For instance, now that Future Investment had acquired Blog.com, Future Network could quickly provide technical support to ensure the website continued to run smoothly and could be promoted and expanded through various channels.

Conversely, Future Film could also have the company’s artists open blogs, promoting the blogs while promoting themselves, thus achieving mutual benefit.

This was the advantage of a comprehensive group company: multiple subsidiaries help each other, compensate for deficiencies, and thereby obtain higher profits.

As for whether some people might feel unhappy, that had nothing to do with Zhao Fusheng.

He was a businessman overseeing the overall situation; there was no need to worry about certain trivial details. Whether employees or opponents, if they were unhappy, so be it. The former were paid salaries, and the latter he never intended to give face to.

On the way back, Zhao Fusheng silently looked out the window, lost in thought.

Zhang Qian noticed Zhao Fusheng’s expression and deliberately slowed down the car. He knew that whenever Zhao Fusheng wore that expression, it meant he was thinking about something very important. Zhang Qian guessed that Zhao Fusheng was probably considering the matter of Tong Zhenbang. After all, tens of millions of dollars was no small sum, and the other party’s identity was special. A single misstep could undo all previous efforts, or even lead to an abyss.

“Fusheng, maybe we should just pull out,” Zhang Qian suddenly said after driving in silence for a while.

“What?” Zhao Fusheng was startled and looked at Zhang Qian in surprise. “What did you say?”

Then he immediately realized what Zhang Qian meant, laughed heartily, and shook his head: “You’re overthinking it. I wasn’t thinking about that.”

This was the truth. Zhao Fusheng really wasn’t too concerned about Tong Zhenbang’s tens of millions of dollars. The plan was already made, and everything was genuine from start to finish. The real trap was the last investment.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng was exploiting the greed of Tong Zhenbang and the Mr. Li behind him.

As long as they were greedy enough, they would surely be unable to resist the bait Zhao Fusheng threw out.

What truly made Zhao Fusheng ponder was that he suddenly felt he should pay attention to the group’s current development direction.

The bias toward the internet and investment industries was a problem Zhao Fusheng had noticed since establishing Future Group.

The most important subsidiaries of the entire Future Group were not actually in the industrial sector.

Whether Future Advertising or Future Film, both were tertiary industries. While this yielded considerable profits, it also posed significant risks. If someone deliberately made things difficult for him, unless he could make the company as big as the three giants of the internet, he would certainly suffer losses.

All crows are black. Zhao Fusheng never held high hopes for the faces of certain people in power, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He knew this well.

Even now, betting on the Xue family, Zhao Fusheng did so with the mindset of hoarding a rare commodity. After all, no one but him knew that the Xue family would later produce a Grand Elder.

But the problem was that distant water couldn’t quench a near thirst. If he had to wait ten years, he would probably have been swallowed up by then.

Therefore, marching into the industrial sector had become a problem Zhao Fusheng had to consider.

Of course, even if he entered the industrial sector, he needed to think carefully and not make a decision casually. If he chose wrong, the loss of funds would not be a small amount.

“Zhang Qian, in your opinion, will manufacturing develop better in the future domestic market, or will other industries?” Zhao Fusheng asked Zhang Qian after a moment of silence.

Zhang Qian was taken aback, then shook his head and said frankly, “I don’t understand this. Asking me is useless.”

He was honest, knowing that the question Zhao Fusheng asked was certainly important. After considering his own situation, he simply refrained from offering any reference opinions.

Self-knowledge is valuable. Zhang Qian had a clear understanding of himself. He could help Zhao Fusheng run errands, but matters involving the company’s operational direction were not something even the department managers could comment on, let alone him. Only a few people like Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi were qualified to discuss this topic with Zhao Fusheng. After all, they were the decision-makers who truly determined the future development direction of Future Group.

Zhao Fusheng chose to ask him probably because he was conflicted inside, Zhang Qian thought to himself.