Chapter 1437: Standing By

Zhao Fusheng was never the kind of cold-blooded boss who didn't care about his subordinates. In his view, if any enterprise couldn't even meet the most basic needs of its employees, then the boss had no right to ask them to give more.

Looking at Yang Panpan, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "How are things between you and Zhang Qian?"

Ah?

Yang Panpan was startled, then blushed: "We, we're doing well."

Clearly, she was particularly shy about mentioning this matter.

This was also a trait of most Chinese people—they rarely reveal their feelings to outsiders, accustomed to keeping their happiness behind closed doors.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "I know you're doing well. What I mean is, do you plan to get married? If you do, I'll give you a house."

He meant it. Since property prices in the capital weren't high yet, buying one for Zhang Qian and Yang Panpan wasn't a problem. If it were ten years later, he might not give it even if he wanted to.

The reason was simple: because it would hurt.

There was no way around it—ten years later, property prices in the capital would be terrifyingly high, especially for houses within the Fourth Ring Road, particularly school-district properties, which could easily cost millions or tens of millions.

Although he wasn't a stingy boss, Zhao Fusheng certainly wouldn't be so extravagant.

"Marriage..." Yang Panpan was taken aback, then blinked: "Well, it's not up to me."

Ah?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned and looked at Yang Panpan in surprise, only to hear her say, "Um, I have something to do, I'll go first."

With that, she turned and walked out the door, leaving Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao staring at each other.

"She..."

Fan Baobao was a bit bewildered and looked at Zhao Fusheng, clearly hoping he would explain.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Obviously, she's anxious."

Anxious?

Anxious about what?

Naturally, anxious to get married.

Yang Panpan was no longer young. Although her parents didn't pressure her, the problem was that seeing everyone around her getting married one by one, she naturally wanted to put on a wedding dress.

"You men," Fan Baobao sighed and glared at Zhao Fusheng: "None of you are any good."

Zhao Fusheng looked at his wife innocently, wanted to argue, but finally gave up.

I won't stoop to a pregnant woman's level!

Seeing Zhao Fusheng silent, Fan Baobao didn't continue.

After all, matters of the heart were other people's business. As an outsider, she shouldn't say too much. Maybe Zhang Qian had other considerations.

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Yu Feihong threw herself into the documentary filming with great enthusiasm. During that time, she called Zhao Fusheng once to specifically express her gratitude.

"Fusheng, thank you," Yu Feihong said. "If it weren't for you, I might never have been able to move on."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Sis, you just think too much. There are too many things in this world that don't go as we wish. Things we do with good intentions often turn out contrary to our wishes and unsatisfactory.

So we should relax a bit and consider more.

We can't expect everyone in the world to be as kind as we are. Most people are actually mediocre, without goals, just wanting to survive."

Yu Feihong chuckled: "You sound like a philosopher."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "I'm no philosopher; that's not a job for humans."

Clearly, he was not keen on the term 'expert.'

Time passed quickly, and soon it was April. As Zhao Fusheng had predicted, the development of the domestic internet indeed saw a new turning point.

With the establishment of video-sharing websites, more and more video sites emerged.

Future Group, Chairman's Office.

"So, should we also set up a video site?" Zheng Yao sat across from Zhao Fusheng and asked seriously.

Clearly, the emergence of these video sites excited her. Zheng Yao felt that Future Group might seize some opportunities in this area.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and refused.

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao seriously: "We won't touch the video site business."

"What?"

Zheng Yao couldn't sit still, looking at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "Why?"

She really couldn't understand. This was the hottest industry right now. Why didn't Zhao Fusheng want to get involved? What was going on?

Could it be that Zhao Fusheng had other plans?

Seeing Zheng Yao lost in wild guesses, Zhao Fusheng gave a helpless wry smile.

"Hey, sis, stop guessing blindly."

Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao: "Look at all the projects our company has now. Why do we need to enter the video site business? I know you're optimistic about this industry, but the problem is, there are too many promising industries. We can't stick our fingers in every pie.

Being a person is like doing business—biting off more than you can chew is not a good thing."

Zheng Yao was startled, then she understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Clearly, Zhao Fusheng was also optimistic about the new thing of video sites, but the problem was that Future Group's current operations were too spread out, with too many projects on hand.

The previous integration was still ongoing. If they invested in video site projects, problems might indeed arise.

"Ah, what a pity," Zheng Yao said regretfully.

Obviously, she was unwilling to give up, because who would dislike making more money?

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to say more. The development of video sites would take a long time, and not every video site could make money. Although these video sites were springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, in reality, they were all taking risks in a gamble. In the end, out of hundreds of video sites, only a few would survive.

The other sites all went bankrupt!

The reason for bankruptcy was simple: in the competition, they suddenly found that there was no profit point.

Whether it's a video site or social media, in the end, there must be a profit point. If you create something that doesn't show how it can make money, who would continue to invest?

Did they really think investors' money came from the wind or fell from the sky?

So Zhao Fusheng had never thought of touching the video site business from the start.

For him, the projects he currently had were enough. Steadily managing these projects, waiting for the right time, and then investing in more stable projects—that was the real way to make money.

"Don't worry about that too much," Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao. "How is the company integration going?"

This was his biggest concern, because now Future Group had so many projects that even Zhao Fusheng himself hadn't expected.

"It's going okay."

Hearing Zhao Fusheng bring up this topic, Zheng Yao quickly explained: "We've started to sort out some peripheral projects. Those that should be sold are sold, those that should be transferred are transferred. For example, some projects from the advertising company, we've begun to gradually withdraw."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "That's best. Biting off more than you can chew is no good. Since we're an advertising company, we'll just do advertising. We can do other projects when opportunities arise."

"How is Future Investment doing?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Zheng Yao.

"We're already working on it, but..." Zheng Yao hesitated, then said to Zhao Fusheng: "But I feel sorry for many projects at Future Investment when I see the reports. Are you really going to give up on all of them?"

As the CEO of Future Group, she knew more about the company's overall situation.

For example, no matter what project it was, although each subsidiary of Future Group had the right to make its own decisions, they ultimately had to submit a report to the group headquarters.

And because of this, Zheng Yao felt increasingly reluctant to let go of those projects at Future Group. In her view, if they continued to invest in these projects, they would yield considerable returns.

But she also knew that if they didn't make choices, problems would arise sooner or later.

The reason was simple: these projects required a significant amount of capital.