Chapter 2131 London

Fate is something that can never be fully explained.

You simply have no idea what you are about to face, or what you might face in the future.

Zhao Fusheng was no exception, so most of the time, he was very cautious, because he knew that a casual choice on his part could change many things.

"Chairman, where are we going next?"

Liu Yiming asked Zhao Fusheng respectfully.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to him with a smile, "What do you think about us going to Europe for a few days?"

"Ah?"

Liu Yiming was startled, a bit bewildered; he had thought Zhao Fusheng was going to visit family.

"No."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Not Italy. How about we go to France and England instead?"

"That works too." Liu Yiming nodded: "Wherever you say, we'll go."

That was his honest thought; as a secretary, of course he went wherever the boss said.

"Then get ready."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, dismissing Liu Yiming.

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Zhao Fusheng knew the city of London because of the novel *Oliver Twist*, which he had once loved, according to official introductions.

It is the capital of England, the largest city and largest port, and one of the largest metropolitan areas in Europe. Since the Romans founded the city over two thousand years ago, London has always had immense influence in the world.

However, at least since the nineteenth century, the name "London" has also come to represent the surrounding areas developed around the City of London, forming the London metropolitan area and Greater London.

"You know, this is one of the four great metropolises in the world."

Zhao Fusheng said to Liu Yiming with a smile.

Liu Yiming laughed: "I know. The British all claim to be gentlemen, but I wonder if London is really like that."

Gentlemen?

Zhao Fusheng sneered a few times: "The British love to deceive themselves. They probably forget what a dirty, chaotic, and awful place London used to be."

During the Industrial Revolution, London was dirty, chaotic, and awful to a certain degree. It was called the Foggy City because it was shrouded in mist everywhere, and at that time, people had no concept of hygiene; things like urinating and defecating in public happened often.

Europeans always like to claim they are civilized, but in fact, they are the most barbaric race. It's just that with the Industrial Revolution, these bandits transformed into the world's most powerful countries and then called themselves civilized people.

"Let's go."

Zhao Fusheng stepped out toward the airport exit.

He really just came to have a look this time; he had no intention of expanding his business in London.

London is quite xenophobic. The British always like to call themselves gentlemen, but they forget that the era of the British Empire dominating the globe is long past.

Under these circumstances, Zhao Fusheng had no intention of investing his funds here.

Although he really disliked the United States, he had to admit that, at least in this matter, Americans were smarter than the British.

The British always cling to their former status as the world's greatest power, forgetting that times have changed.

But Americans understand more clearly that no matter what, making money is the most important thing.

Soon, the group arrived at the hotel.

After settling in, Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao to report that he had arrived safely.

This was his habit: wherever he went, after reaching his destination, he would call his family to report his safety.

Many people think this seems annoying, since calling every day or always calling seems a bit tedious, but in fact, it is simply what a son, a father, and a husband should do.

No one exists in this world as an isolated individual. You have to know that when you go out, there may be someone at home waiting for you, worrying about you.

Only those without attachments do not care about others.

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"Chairman, President Wu is in London. Would you like to see him?"

"Wu Sijie?"

Zhao Fusheng was somewhat surprised, looking at Liu Yiming in astonishment. He hadn't expected Wu Sijie to be in London.

"Yes, he said he's on a business trip."

Liu Yiming replied.

He only found out when he made a phone call.

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Liu Yiming, "Call him and have him come over."

Having not been in touch with the Korean side for a long time, Zhao Fusheng wanted to hear Wu Sijie's report on the work of Hanxing Investment.

Although they often communicated by email, it was still better to hear it in person.

Soon, Wu Sijie hurried over.

"Chairman."

Wu Sijie rushed to the hotel and greeted Zhao Fusheng respectfully.

"Have a seat."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said with a smile, "Your girlfriend told you I was in London, right?"

He didn't believe it was such a coincidence that Wu Sijie happened to be on a business trip here just as he arrived. There weren't that many coincidences in the world.

Some people say the world is full of coincidences.

But in Zhao Fusheng's view, all coincidences actually have inevitability.

It's like those big shots: after they succeed, they like to feed chicken soup to ordinary people, telling everyone that their success came from a casual piece of information, but in reality, that's not the case at all.

It's like everyone knows that shipping corn from the northeast to Shenzhen makes money, but not everyone has the connections to get through the railway and Guangdong province.

Coincidental results can only be caused by inevitable conditions.

"You already know."

Wu Sijie was quite frank, facing Zhao Fusheng's question with a smile.

He had been with Zhao Fusheng for a long time; as a secretary, he naturally had to learn to gauge his leader's thoughts.

After all, the superior is the one who decides one's fate.

After such a long time of interaction, Wu Sijie was very sure that Zhao Fusheng's temperament was one that hated being deceived the most.

In other words, if he admitted it frankly, Zhao Fusheng would be willing to hear his explanation, but if he played any mind games or tried to deceive his superiors, and if Zhao Fusheng found out, or even if he just suspected it, Zhao Fusheng would not hesitate to abandon him.

"Nonsense, of course I know."

Zhao Fusheng glared at Wu Sijie in annoyance: "Only Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi knew I was coming to London. Did you hear it from her, or did my wife call to tell you?"

"Ahem..."

Wu Sijie coughed dryly and said helplessly, "Chairman, please stop teasing me. I really have something I want to discuss with you."

"If you have something to say, just call me. Why go to all this trouble, travel so far, and make such a big detour? What are you up to?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wu Sijie and asked calmly.

"It's President Liang."

Wu Sijie shook his head helplessly: "We're at a standoff over a project, and he's unwilling to report to the group. I figured it's best to ask you to make the final decision."

"Oh?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, squinting his eyes but saying nothing.

He really hadn't expected Wu Sijie to complain so directly.

Wait!

Maybe he wasn't complaining.

Zhao Fusheng thought carefully and suddenly realized a problem.

Liang Jingyu and Wu Sijie were different people, with different experiences.

Wu Sijie had always been by his side, a trusted follower trained through his own words and deeds. So when he encountered something he couldn't solve or couldn't decide on, he would consider consulting Zhao Fusheng.

But Liang Jingyu was different; he was a genuine high-achieving student.

From the Strategic Planning Research Office to Future Investment, and now as co-representative of Hanxing Investment, to put it bluntly, he had ability.

It was like the ministers and nobles in ancient times.

One often heard of ministers defecting to the enemy, but rarely of nobles doing so. The reason was simple: the former could still become officials after surrendering.

But the latter would lose the status they relied on to live.