Chapter 1958: Little Sister

Zhao Fusheng and Zheng Yao both knew very well that the problem with Future Group was not the present, but the future.

At the current stage, Future Group indeed needed to reserve talent.

Unless Zhao Fusheng truly planned to completely wash his hands of the company when he retired.

But both he and Zheng Yao knew that was impossible.

"I plan to cultivate talent from universities."

Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Universities?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned, somewhat hesitant: "But the problem is, university students lack practical experience."

"Everyone comes from a place of no experience."

Zheng Yao disagreed with him, retorting: "They can start from the grassroots and accumulate experience."

"Let's try it first."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment, then finally said: "You decide which schools to select from."

"Okay."

Zheng Yao nodded.

"That's it then."

Zhao Fusheng smiled at Zheng Yao: "My task for today is done. Do you have time? I'll treat you to lunch."

"No time."

Zheng Yao didn't give him any face: "I have plans. You'll have to eat alone."

"..."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless. As the boss, he really had no face in front of Zheng Yao and the others.

Every time he asked them to eat, they said they were busy. It was infuriating.

"If you're bored, go home and eat with your wife."

Zheng Yao said bluntly.

"She has plans with Zhou Yun today, said they're going to look at children's clothes..."

Zhao Fusheng muttered helplessly: "Otherwise, do you think I'd ask you to eat?"

Zheng Yao was instantly speechless, glaring at Zhao Fusheng: "I knew it. You never come bearing gifts without a reason."

They had known each other too long; she could tell he was doing it on purpose.

Zhao Fusheng laughed heartily, stood up, and couldn't be bothered to say more, leaving the office directly.

Outside, he called Liu Yiming, who was waiting there. As they walked, Zhao Fusheng asked him: "Any recommendations for lunch? I'll treat you."

"Huh?"

Liu Yiming was taken aback, looking bewildered.

"I said, I'll treat you to lunch."

Zhao Fusheng smiled at Liu Yiming: "How about it? Isn't the boss great? Feel like crying from gratitude?"

Liu Yiming found it both funny and annoying, but he was used to his boss's whims. He quickly nodded: "Alright, I..."

Before he could finish, his phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, he hung up.

"If you have something, answer it. Why hang up?"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him and said calmly.

Liu Yiming felt a bit awkward, nodded, and followed Zhao Fusheng downstairs. After Zhao Fusheng got into the car, he made a call outside.

Soon, he got back into the car.

"What's up?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually.

"It was my sister. She signed with the company and wanted to ask when I'd be free to have a meal together." Liu Yiming replied.

"How about this: call her, you two have dinner, and I'll tag along?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed and said to Liu Yiming: "But only lunch works. In the afternoon, I need to inspect the 'Wulin' film set, and you'll come with me."

"Is that... appropriate?"

Liu Yiming hesitated, a bit embarrassed.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "What's inappropriate? As long as your sister doesn't mind me crashing the meal."

Then he chuckled: "How about this: tell her I'm your colleague, don't say who I am."

"This..."

Liu Yiming hesitated for a long time, then finally nodded: "Alright."

After all, letting his sister meet the boss might be beneficial. If she left an impression, maybe someday the boss would mention looking out for her.

He didn't think otherwise. His boss wasn't the type to be swayed by beauty; if he liked beautiful women, it wouldn't be his sister's turn.

After all, when Future Group was still Future Advertising, the chairman was the legendary golden ad planner.

The advertising circle had no shortage of beauties, certainly no fewer than the film and TV industry.

But even back then, his boss had never been involved in any scandals.

Having been by Zhao Fusheng's side for a while, Liu Yiming knew that Zhao Fusheng was very disciplined when it came to women.

As his secretary, he was one of the boss's closest people. If Zhao Fusheng had a woman on the side, Liu Yiming believed he would know.

But he was a hundred percent sure that Zhao Fusheng really didn't.

"Call her then. By the way, are you treating or is she?" Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked Liu Yiming.

"Uh, I'll treat."

Liu Yiming grinned foolishly: "She doesn't earn much. At Guangxian, she's just a host."

"Alright, you earn plenty anyway."

Zhao Fusheng laughed and nodded.

Since becoming his secretary, Liu Yiming's salary had shot up; he definitely earned more than the average person.

Grinning, Liu Yiming said nothing more, dialed his sister's number, arranged a meeting place, and the convoy set off toward the destination.

The meeting place Liu Yiming chose was a hotpot restaurant.

"Kid, haven't you had enough in Sichuan?"

Zhao Fusheng got out of the car and teased him.

In Sichuan, they ate hotpot all the time. The guy had it for a whole week without getting tired of it, and now he wanted to treat his sister to the same.

"It's good, isn't it? Thought I'd let her try some. She hasn't been to the capital much."

Liu Yiming said seriously.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, indifferent: "Let's go then."

He was just a guest following the host, tagging along for the meal.

They entered the restaurant. Zhao Fusheng had Liu Yiming book three private rooms—one for himself and Liu Yiming, and the two adjacent ones for his bodyguards.

Liu Yiming looked helpless. Originally it was just him and his sister eating, but now he was treating three tables.

Still, he was quite happy.

After all, not many secretaries got to treat their boss to a meal.

...

...

Soon, Liu Yiming's sister arrived in a hurry after receiving his text.

"Brother, why did you choose such a close place? Have you been here before?"

As soon as she entered, Liu Yiming's sister spoke.

But then she noticed a stranger in the room and was a bit surprised: "And this is..."

"Ah, my surname is Tan. I'm your brother's colleague."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to her.

"Oh, hello, hello."

Liu Yiming's sister smiled and extended her hand: "I'm Liu Yan. Nice to meet you."

Although Zhao Fusheng was well-dressed, since he was her brother's colleague, he must be from Future Group too.

"Nice to meet you."

Zhao Fusheng had a good impression of Liu Yiming's outgoing sister.

She was poised, had a great figure, and was pretty. No wonder Guangxian had signed her.

"Have a seat."

Liu Yiming said helplessly: "You girl, I kindly chose a place near the film company so you wouldn't have trouble getting here."

"It's fine."

Liu Yan shook her head: "I just signed today. The company hasn't arranged any activities for me yet. They just gave me a signing fee and told me to rent a place here. They'll assign me an assistant, agent, and makeup artist."

"Such good treatment?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit surprised. He didn't know Future Film treated newcomers so well.

"Not really. It's mainly because I'm a host."

Liu Yan seemed afraid Zhao Fusheng might misunderstand: "It's not because of my brother. The vice president said the company has no hosts; I'm the only one. So for future events, they can put me forward."

Liu Yiming and Zhao Fusheng were both stunned. They hadn't expected Future Film to react so quickly, already planning her future development path.

But come to think of it, with her image, temperament, and major in eloquence, she might actually become popular.

"Come on, let's order."

Liu Yiming was in a great mood and quickly said to Zhao Fusheng and Liu Yan: "Order whatever you want."

With his sister's future development looking promising, he was naturally happy as her brother.

"Yeah, order whatever. Your brother's treating today." Zhao Fusheng also said with a smile.

"Brother Tan, you order."

Liu Yan shot her brother a look, then said to Zhao Fusheng.

"What, saving your brother's money?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled at Liu Yan.

"He earns a lot, maybe more than you."

That was true. Although Liu Yiming didn't earn as much as top-tier stars, compared to a newcomer host like Liu Yan, he was more than comfortable.

"Don't joke. I know him. Future Group is a big company, but he just joined the secretarial department. How much could he earn?"

Liu Yan shook her head with a wry smile: "Alright, don't be polite. Today, I'm treating."

Zhao Fusheng was amused and looked at Liu Yiming in surprise. This guy hadn't even told his sister he was his secretary.

"Fine, fine, you treat, you treat."

Liu Yiming knew his sister's character—she always meant what she said—so he nodded in agreement.

Of course, he had other thoughts in mind.

After all, for someone like Zhao Fusheng, being treated to a meal was a small favor.

This was no joke. People who wanted to treat Zhao Fusheng to a meal could line up from the Second Ring Road to the Fifth Ring Road. His boss's fame and exposure were inversely proportional; media reporters couldn't get an interview with him no matter what.

More importantly, for a newcomer like Liu Yan trying to make it in the entertainment industry, leaving a good impression on Zhao Fusheng wouldn't hurt.

"Your sister is nice."

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng spoke slowly, smiling at Liu Yiming: "To be honest, she's very graceful in her dealings."

Liu Yiming grinned foolishly: "She is indeed more likable than me."

"By the way, why didn't you tell her you're my secretary?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

"I was afraid she might use my name. That wouldn't be good."

Liu Yiming said with a wry smile.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "You can't hide something like that forever. No need. I don't think she's that kind of person."

That was true. At least in Zhao Fusheng's observation, Liu Yan didn't seem like someone who would throw her weight around. Facing him, whom she thought was just a colleague of her brother, she had even offered to treat him to a meal. Her personality was probably very outgoing.

Someone like that wouldn't have a bad future.