Chapter 1420 Spring Festival Is Coming

Zhao Fusheng was generally satisfied with his life.

Only after experiencing low points do people truly cherish hard-won happiness; there is no doubt about that.

Some say that a person's life is merely using food to nourish flesh and blood, and using the body to earn some joys and sorrows, then letting the sun and moon sprout, wind and rain blow through, leaving behind bones too light to weigh, turning into a handful of invisible white ash. All joys and sorrows, grief and anger, have a thousand knots during life, and become a gentle breeze after death. Everyone is like this, and through the ages, it is a breath that stirs.

And once an individual becomes a member of a group, his actions no longer bear responsibility; then everyone reveals their unconstrained side. What groups pursue and believe is never truth or reason, but blind obedience, cruelty, paranoia, and fanaticism, knowing only simple and extreme emotions.

Zhao Fusheng did not want to become that kind of person, so he always tried to restrain himself, not allowing himself to get lost in a life of luxury and dissipation.

The appearance of Lu Jianzhi made Zhao Fusheng realize a very important issue: as the Future Group developed, he would inevitably come into contact with more and more levels he had never encountered before.

For example, people Zhao Fusheng might previously have only known about from certain self-media or news would increasingly appear around him.

For him, this was both a challenge and an opportunity.

With this thought in Zhao Fusheng's mind, the Spring Festival gradually approached.

For the Spring Festival of 2006, the capital was becoming increasingly lively, especially since the Olympics were just around the corner, with various sports venues under frantic construction.

"Tell me, after the Bird's Nest is built, will it be beautiful?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng while watching TV, pointing at a news report.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and nodded: "Of course. I heard the Olympic opening ceremony will be held there. Do you want to go see it live?"

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng naturally had no chance to see the Olympic opening ceremony live. In this life, he very much wanted to take Fan Baobao to see it.

Fan Baobao nodded: "That would be great. We can bring Mom and Dad and everyone else, and watch together."

This was the difference between small people and big people. If Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao had been born into better families, with broader horizons and stronger backgrounds, they might not have cared so much about something like the Olympic opening ceremony. But both were children from ordinary families; as children, they probably never imagined that one day they would be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Now that they had money, encountering problems that could be solved with money was undoubtedly not a problem for Fan Baobao and Zhao Fusheng.

"I want to go too!"

At that moment, Fan Beibei's childish voice rang out. Clearly, the little girl had overheard the conversation between Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao.

It is said that children at seven or eight are loathed even by dogs, but that did not happen with Fan Beibei. Perhaps because of her upbringing, Fan Beibei was very sensible; even when she acted spoiled or threw tantrums, she kept it within a reasonable range.

She even quickly integrated into the group at elementary school, which made Zhao Fusheng, who had been paying close attention to this matter, breathe a sigh of relief.

Environment can change a person; that saying is very true. Zhao Fusheng really did not want Fan Beibei's growth to become uncertain due to other factors.

Some people like the quiet and peaceful life, but in reality, the world is a surging river; if you don't advance, you retreat.

Zhao Fusheng would rather bear all the burdens on his own shoulders than let his family suffer.

Perhaps that was a man's persistence.

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Because the Spring Festival was approaching, Zhao Fusheng instructed Zheng Yao to officially begin the company's integration and restructuring after the Spring Festival.

Zheng Yao had no objection to this; after all, this adjustment was a major directional one.

The current development direction of the Future Group was too complex, so complex that even Zheng Yao, the CEO, felt somewhat powerless.

"When are we going back this year?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng.

Today was the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, Little New Year's Eve. The two of them, along with Fan Beibei, had dinner with Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi, Bai Jie, and others who had just returned from leave, and had just gotten home.

"You decide." Zhao Fusheng smiled and replied to Fan Baobao.

In comparison, recently he really had nothing much to do. Like Fan Baobao, he basically stayed home, only occasionally meeting up with Jiang Wen and others.

Partly because Zhao Fusheng himself didn't like crowds, and partly because the two of them really didn't have many friends.

"Alright, I'll have someone buy tickets in the next few days." Fan Baobao nodded upon hearing this.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, carried Fan Beibei to the TV, and started watching cartoons. At her age, what attracted the little girl most were toys and cartoons.

Fan Baobao didn't like such childish things, so only Zhao Fusheng accompanied Fan Beibei to watch them every day.

Fan Baobao was quite helpless about this. She had no idea where Zhao Fusheng got so much patience to keep Fan Beibei company, neglecting his own business.

"You're just too indulgent with her." Fan Baobao shot Zhao Fusheng a glare and said helplessly.

As she spoke, she took fruit out of the fridge and washed it for the two sitting on the sofa.

Zhao Fusheng had previously mentioned whether they should consider hiring a nanny, not from the capital but from the countryside in Ninghai, asking his uncles and aunts to help find a reliable person.

But after much deliberation, Fan Baobao rejected Zhao Fusheng's proposal. After all, regardless of her relationship with Zhao Fusheng or their financial situation, she didn't think hiring a nanny was something to decide lightly.

Moreover, in Fan Baobao's view, she and Zhao Fusheng were perfectly capable of taking care of Fan Beibei themselves; there was no need for a nanny.

Zhao Fusheng didn't mind either way. In his understanding, Fan Baobao was just not used to being waited on.

Actually, he was the same as Fan Baobao. Although their status had changed, they still retained their old habits. In their personal space, little Fan Beibei was enough; adding outsiders would make not only Fan Baobao but even Zhao Fusheng himself somewhat uncomfortable.

A leopard can't change its spots—that was probably the truest portrayal.

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Fan Baobao acted quickly. The next day, she had Wu Sijie book tickets to go home.

Since Zhao Fusheng was returning to Ninghai, he naturally wouldn't go alone. Besides him, several bodyguards with no family ties also accompanied him.

He had initially wanted to refuse, but Zhang Qian's words changed his mind.

"Don't think of it as a bother." Zhang Qian came to see Zhao Fusheng in person and said seriously, "Now you carry the lives of a large group of people on your shoulders. If something happens to you, what will the entire Future Group do? These bodyguards and assistants all get overtime pay, and we asked them in advance. They're willing to spend the New Year with you, so don't overthink it."

Having been with Zhao Fusheng the longest, he naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng was sometimes just being fussy. Once the reasoning was clear, he would understand.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Qian's words, Zhao Fusheng was silent for a long time before helplessly nodding.

He also understood that Zhang Qian meant well. After all, a man of wealth and status should not take risks. If something happened to him now, it would be a major disaster. Not to mention, even in 2006, Zhao Fusheng couldn't guarantee that someone as fierce as Zhang Ziqiang wouldn't appear.

If something really went wrong, it would be too late to regret.

"I'll listen to you." Zhao Fusheng said to Zhang Qian, "Aren't you going back too?"

"I'll be a bit later than you." Zhang Qian shook his head, "You, as the chairman, can leave first. The rest of us still have meetings to hold with the staff."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng immediately broke into an innocent smile.