Chapter 2180 A Small Problem

Ambition is something that needs a certain opportunity to be stirred up.

Just like Liu Yiming.

In the past, in front of Zhao Fusheng, he had said more than once that he had no ambition, only hoping to do a good job as a secretary.

But now, the feeling Liu Yiming gave Zhao Fusheng was that he really wanted to succeed.

Zhao Fusheng was quite satisfied with this.

To be honest, he hoped that the people around him all had ambition, because without ambition, a person wouldn't want to go further; without such a mindset, content with the status quo, how could they strive?

Work enthusiasm, for many people, is actually very important.

As a boss, Zhao Fusheng naturally liked to see Liu Yiming like this, after all, the more he craved success, the more he would hope to get his support and do more things.

After all, both Liu Yiming himself and Zhao Fusheng knew very well who was the one who could change Liu Yiming's fate.

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After dealing with Liu Yiming's matters, Zhao Fusheng had been quite idle recently.

But just after a couple of leisurely days, he received a call saying that Tan Kaixuan had been hospitalized.

That guy had eaten something and got food poisoning.

Zhao Fusheng rushed to the hospital, only to find him chatting with a young nurse.

"You bastard..."

Zhao Fusheng glared at him helplessly.

Seeing someone had arrived, the young nurse blushed and turned away.

Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Zhao Fusheng looked at Tan Kaixuan: "You call this food poisoning? I think you're trying to pick up girls."

With a chuckle, Tan Kaixuan shook his head: "Don't slander me, I was just chatting with her. I'm a married man!"

"Hah, I'd believe you if I were stupid."

Zhao Fusheng couldn't even be bothered to mock Tan Kaixuan.

"You're so good at chatting, they must like you. Tell me, haven't you felt anything strange lately?"

Zhao Fusheng was talking nonsense with a straight face.

Tan Kaixuan was speechless.

He hadn't received a single word of the blessings and comfort he had expected; Zhao Fusheng just kept mocking him.

Bastard!

Absolutely a bastard!

But despite saying that, Tan Kaixuan understood that Zhao Fusheng was expressing his concern in his own way.

That's how friendship between men is; they might mock each other back and forth, but in their hearts, they see each other as brothers.

"Don't even mention it."

Tan Kaixuan said helplessly to Zhao Fusheng: "I'm really convinced. I'll definitely go check out who's in the next room later."

He was in a VIP ward, a single room.

Zhao Fusheng thought someone had offended Tan Kaixuan, and frowned: "What happened?"

If Tan Kaixuan was really being bullied, he would definitely step in.

Tan Kaixuan sighed and recounted the whole story.

Then...

The expression on Zhao Fusheng's face was absolutely priceless.

Last night, Tan Kaixuan barely slept; from the moment he was sent to the hospital, he couldn't fall asleep.

Not because of a different bed, nor because his stomach hurt.

When Tan Kaixuan opened his eyes, it was already seven in the morning.

Then the nurse came for rounds, and with all the fuss, half the day had passed.

That was the real reason he looked a bit haggard.

"Seriously, I'm never staying in the hospital again."

Tan Kaixuan said to Zhao Fusheng with emotion.

"Honestly, I really admire that guy. He supposedly broke his leg, and I tell you, it was hilarious! But then the cast on the fracture was useless, and he was sent back to the operating room in the middle of the night..."

"Hahaha, but that bastard was really tough..."

"But you know what..."

What the fuck!

Now even Zhao Fusheng couldn't stay calm.

Truly impressive!

Even he had to admire such a talent.

"By the way, where's your wife?"

Zhao Fusheng remembered something; Tan Kaixuan was hospitalized, but his wife Dong Xiaoya wasn't there, which was unusual.

"She's off filming."

Tan Kaixuan explained: "I just told her I wasn't feeling well and went to the hospital. I didn't tell her it was food poisoning."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Don't tell me you put on an act in front of her."

"So what? My acting skills, I tell you, I'm really good. She didn't notice a thing."

As he said this, Tan Kaixuan even winked at Zhao Fusheng proudly.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and was about to speak when his phone rang with an incoming message.

The sender was Dong Xiaoya.

"Brother Fusheng, my old Tan is sick and in the hospital. Go check on him and tell me how he is. He doesn't want me to know, so I'll pretend I don't. Don't tell him, please."

Seeing this message, Zhao Fusheng couldn't stop laughing.

Tan Kaixuan had never been good at lying or acting since college; his acting skills were really poor.

Reaching out to pat Tan Kaixuan on the shoulder, Zhao Fusheng said earnestly: "Old Tan, if you ever decide to quit business, don't become an artist or actor. You might find that even a condom on set has better acting skills than you."

Tan Kaixuan was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

Zhao Fusheng's words could drive a person crazy.

What did he mean by saying a box of condoms had better acting skills than him!

Damn!

"Zhao Fusheng, I'll be at odds with you forever!"

Tan Kaixuan said from the bed.

"Hah, get up first before you say that."

Zhao Fusheng was unrelenting; he never took such pressureless threats seriously.

Tan Kaixuan was furious!

Just as he was about to speak, a commotion came from outside the door.

"Get out of my way! All of you, get out! I want to see the director! I want to see the chief!"

"Incompetent! All incompetent!"

"If you can't cure my mother, you'll all die!"

A jumble of voices interrupted the banter between Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan.

Frowning, Zhao Fusheng said to Liu Yiming, who had just walked in: "What's going on? What's happening outside?"