Chapter 2319: A New Direction

Three months had passed in the blink of an eye.

It was almost the end of the year.

Looking back, Zhao Fusheng realized that time seemed to have flown by particularly fast this year.

Before he knew it, it was almost 2011.

"Another year older,"

Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself as he sat in his office.

"Chairman, you're only just over thirty."

Chen Qiuyan couldn't stand it anymore and helplessly complained to Zhao Fusheng.

Her boss was good in every way except for his tendency to sigh with emotion.

He was in the prime of his life, yet he always acted so mature, which was truly frustrating.

"You don't understand."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and waved his hand at Chen Qiuyan. "This is a matter of mindset."

Then he said to Chen Qiuyan, "Get ready. We're flying to Italy tomorrow."

"Yes, Chairman."

Chen Qiuyan nodded.

Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand. "You don't need to come along. Stay here for the holidays. I'm going to take a break this time."

"Ah, okay."

Chen Qiuyan nodded and said no more.

She understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning. Unlike her predecessors, she was more like his personal secretary, with little authority over company matters.

This had to do with Zhao Fusheng's change in style.

Nowadays, unlike before, he rarely appeared at the many subsidiaries of Future Group, preferring to stay behind the scenes and pull the strings.

As a result, his secretarial team no longer had to handle a mountain of tedious tasks.

Naturally, her role as secretary had become less important.

But Chen Qiuyan wasn't ambitious.

After all, she was a woman, unlike Zhao Fusheng's previous secretaries.

People like Wu Sijie were ambitious and eager for success.

Chen Qiuyan was different.

For her, this was just a job.

Nothing more.

The main reason was that being Zhao Fusheng's secretary came with great benefits, so she chose to take the position.

"Get things sorted."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand, said no more, and let Chen Qiuyan leave his office.

Watching Chen Qiuyan's retreating figure, Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly.

...

...

Fate was something that defied logic.

Entering 2011, the development of the internet surprised everyone.

Traditional industries were accelerating their entry into the internet.

Representative traditional industries like Suning and CPIC were seeking or had already plunged into the internet. The trend of traditional industries entering the internet was becoming more pronounced, and both opportunities and risks were increasing for traditional industries and traditional internet companies alike.

Many people discovered that once they got involved with the internet, their businesses grew rapidly, and their wealth increased quickly.

So they began to seek development online.

Some even used capital to drive industrial transformation.

"You're on vacation, why do you still care about what's happening back home?"

Seeing Zhao Fusheng browsing domestic internet news in his spare time, Fan Baobao asked in confusion.

"It's nothing really."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Fan Baobao, "I just feel that the domestic internet might be about to usher in a period of rapid development."

"Really?"

Fan Baobao was somewhat surprised.

In her view, Zhao Fusheng's words today were a bit exaggerated.

After all, everyone knew that internet development in China was already quite fast.

Although it hadn't reached the level of some countries, relatively speaking, the pace of internet development in China was catching up from behind.

"What, are you planning to invest?"

Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. "Not yet. I just think it has great potential."

That was his honest opinion.

"By the way, where are the kids?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao curiously. Normally at this time, his son and daughter would have come to play with him. "Don't even mention it. They're playing with Sister Feihong, arguing over who she likes better."

Fan Baobao said somewhat helplessly.

Since that incident, Yu Feihong had stayed on the island for vacation. Few people came to the island, and she got along very well with Zhao Fusheng's children.

"Those two are really close to her."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and muttered to himself.

Fan Baobao also laughed, then whispered to Zhao Fusheng, "Do you think that incident affected Sister Feihong a lot?"

"It definitely did."

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "But there's no way around it. She has to work through it on her own. All we can do is make her environment more comfortable and help her feel better."

Fan Baobao fell silent.

She knew Zhao Fusheng was right.

In many things, the saying goes: the onlooker sees the game best.

But the problem is, unless you're in that situation, it's hard to understand someone's feelings.

No matter who it is, no matter how strong their will or how broad their mind, encountering such things always requires a period of adaptation and recovery.

"By the way, when you have time, you can take her shopping."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and said to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao naturally had no objection; she thought it was a good idea.

No matter what, taking Yu Feihong out to relax would help lift her spirits.

Watching Fan Baobao leave, Zhao Fusheng turned off his computer and was about to go see his son when the phone rang.

It was Dong Chenxi.

Somewhat surprised, Zhao Fusheng still answered the call.

"Why do you have time to call me?"

Zhao Fusheng asked in surprise.

"You, the boss, are leisurely vacationing, but I don't have that luxury. I have to work hard as your employee." Dong Chenxi said irritably. "Shouldn't someone feel guilty?"

Guilty?

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. "Then, Miss Dong Chenxi, may I ask if the person who threw a million-dollar party at my villa and made me foot the bill has anything to say?"

Dong Chenxi was instantly speechless.

The matter Zhao Fusheng brought up was indeed embarrassing for her.

She had only wanted to throw a birthday party, but it ended up being a bit extravagant.

In the end, it became the awkward situation where Zhao Fusheng had to pay.

Thinking about it, she felt she should change the subject.

"Well, I think we should talk about company matters."

Ms. Dong Chenxi wisely brought up something that would interest Zhao Fusheng.