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Chapter 1407: Arrangements

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第1407章 安排

Many times, what determines a person's level of achievement is the upper limit of their own ability.

Zhao Fusheng and Dong Chenxi both clearly knew that Dong Guoxiang's ability was limited; he could barely manage as the general manager of Future Technology, let alone a behemoth like Facebook that was destined to go public.

If Zhao Fusheng really cooperated with Hongshan to drive Mark Zuckerberg out of Facebook, to be honest, Zhao Fusheng couldn't find a suitable candidate to replace him.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng had never thought about running Facebook.

Just as he had never considered driving Ma Xiaoyun out of Alibaba, in Zhao Fusheng's view, having these big shots work for him was not without a sense of accomplishment.

After all, in his previous life, he could only see these people on computer screens and in newspapers, but now they had to strive for his support, since he held shares in their companies.

Of course, if there was an opportunity, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't mind expanding his influence and equity, because that meant wealth.

"Don't consider Dong Guoxiang anymore."

Glancing at Dong Chenxi, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "I have other uses for him."

"Other uses?" Dong Chenxi was taken aback. Having known Dong Guoxiang for many years, she was very concerned about his whereabouts. She looked at Zhao Fusheng curiously, clearly waiting for his answer.

Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to hide it from her. Since he had already discussed this with Zheng Yao and was planning to hold a meeting after returning to China to formally announce it, he told Dong Chenxi about his idea of setting up an inspection department.

Finally, Zhao Fusheng said seriously, "I think this department is necessary, and its head must be Dong Guoxiang."

After hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Dong Chenxi was silent for a long time. Finally, she looked up at Zhao Fusheng and nodded, "Okay, I agree with this idea."

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly and said nothing more.

In fact, both he and Dong Chenxi understood that setting up this inspection department was largely for internal investigations to eliminate some undesirable phenomena within the company. And as Zhao Fusheng said, Dong Guoxiang was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

First, Dong Guoxiang had been the general manager of Future Technology and was one of the most senior people in the group. Everyone knew he was an old-timer who had followed Zhao Fusheng since the days of the virtual community. In the entire Future Advertising and even the Future Group, few had more seniority than him. This allowed him to handle many matters without worrying about personal considerations, because when it came to seniority, besides Zheng Yao, Dong Chenxi, and Bai Jie, Dong Guoxiang feared no one.

Second, Dong Guoxiang had a stubborn personality. Apart from Zhao Fusheng, he had few close acquaintances in the company. Even with the programmers at Future Technology, he didn't have deep interactions, and he had no intention of cultivating relationships within the group. Such a 'lonely minister' was undoubtedly the type bosses liked to use most.

Even Dong Chenxi had to admit that although she had a good personal relationship with Zhao Fusheng, in terms of trust, no one was trusted by Zhao Fusheng as much as Dong Guoxiang.

Moreover, Dong Chenxi also understood that as the company grew larger, it would be a bad thing if Zhao Fusheng didn't take some measures.

Their exchange ended there; some hints didn't need to be spelled out.

The plane slowly landed at Beijing Capital International Airport. After taxiing for half an hour, Zhao Fusheng turned on his phone, sent a safe arrival message to Fan Baobao, then smiled at Dong Chenxi and Wu Sijie beside him, "Finally home."

"Yeah, finally home."

"So tired, I need a good rest."

"I need rest too."

A group of people laughed and said.

Although Zhao Fusheng was the boss, these people from Future Investment had dealt with him often and knew that their boss wasn't one to put on airs. As long as they didn't make mistakes, there was no need to pretend in front of him.

Waving his hand, Zhao Fusheng smiled, "Every single one of you gets a vacation, and it's paid leave. That includes you, President Dong."

He had told Dong Chenxi earlier that after this matter was over, she must take a good rest and absolutely couldn't keep pushing herself like this.

Dong Chenxi smiled helplessly. She understood Zhao Fusheng's thoughts. Although a bit reluctant, she knew she couldn't keep working so hard. Health was the capital of revolution; if she collapsed, it would be over.

"Can't go abroad for now, but domestically, you choose the places. I'll give you half a month off." Zhao Fusheng instructed Wu Sijie, "Arrange it. For this US team, half a month of rest and travel, expenses covered by the company."

"Okay, Chairman, I'll arrange it right away." Wu Sijie nodded repeatedly.

As the chairman's assistant, this was his job. Although Zhao Fusheng didn't mention letting him rest, Wu Sijie knew that the more Zhao Fusheng acted this way, the more he valued him.

If a chairman's assistant didn't need to do anything himself and let others do everything, then what use was he?

"Long live the Chairman!"

"So cool, boss!"

The group immediately cheered. Although their work involved negotiating deals worth tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even billions, they were still employees earning annual or monthly salaries. Now that the company was proactively paying for them to rest and travel, no one would refuse.

High rewards bring brave men; that's always been the way. Humans rarely refuse benefits that come to them.

Unless they see ulterior motives or the person themselves has issues.

In short, because of Zhao Fusheng's words, the entire team's atmosphere instantly changed. Although everyone was exhausted from the trans-Pacific journey, now each person looked forward to the days ahead.

"Isn't this a bit too flashy?"

Standing beside Zhao Fusheng, Dong Chenxi lowered her voice and asked.

Although she was also happy, she felt it was a bit wasteful. Arranging everything for such a large team would cost at least a million RMB or more.

Originally, in Dong Chenxi's plan, giving these employees extra bonuses would have been enough. But now, following Zhao Fusheng's approach, the company would have to spend a lot more.

Perhaps due to her investment habits, Dong Chenxi couldn't accept this kind of unplanned expenditure; she found it somewhat awkward.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, "It's fine. We need to be a bit flashy this time."

Then, smiling at Dong Chenxi, he said, "Don't you think Future Investment has been too low-key before?"

Hearing this, Dong Chenxi was stunned. If she remembered correctly, since its inception, Future Investment had always adhered to a low-key profit-making style, which was what Zhao Fusheng himself had said.

Now, this guy wanted to be flashy. What was going on?

Seeing Dong Chenxi's reaction, Zhao Fusheng knew she didn't understand his meaning. But that was okay; time would prove him right.

Moreover, Dong Chenxi wasn't stupid. After she met with Zheng Yao, Zheng Yao would probably tell her what had happened during this time.

"Let's go, we're heading back."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and took the lead. Dong Chenxi and Wu Sijie nodded, and a large group of people left the airport in a mighty procession.

No one knew that this group had just negotiated a big deal worth nearly five billion RMB in the United States, nor did anyone know what impact the money they brought back would have domestically.