Chapter 0233: Self-Reflection

Life is not perfect, but that is absolutely not a reason for us to stop moving forward.

Zhao Fusheng was well aware that the era of the internet was approaching, and the speed of the development of the online economy would advance at a breathtaking pace.

Although the bubble would burst within a few years, its impact and significance would become deeply ingrained.

More importantly, people would become increasingly accustomed to having the internet in their lives. Even a decade or two later, many would leave home without cash or wallets, just carrying a phone; for any purchase, a simple scan of a code would solve the problem.

But now, most people's understanding of the internet was still limited to online games.

Zhao Fusheng clearly remembered so-called experts proclaiming in newspapers that the internet would ruin a generation.

Twenty years ago, when these people were young, they said rock music would ruin the next generation.

Ten years ago, they said television would ruin the next generation.

Now, they said computers would ruin the next generation.

Ten years later, they would say smartphones would ruin the next generation.

And the history of human development proves that no force other than the previous generation can destroy the next generation.

Zhao Fusheng knew this well, and that was why he wanted to gain something from the tide of the internet. Although he couldn't have enough chips from the start like many big shots, for Zhao Fusheng, the foresight of rebirth, even if only a little, was enough for him to ride the wind and waves.

"A virtual community?"

Lowering his head in contemplation for a moment, Zhao Fusheng felt he should communicate with Wang Zhen as soon as possible. If this matter was really as Dong Chenxi said, it might indeed have great potential. At least in Zhao Fusheng's impression, even a decade or two later, young people who dated online were still happily engaged in it.

Moreover, current netizens were probably eagerly longing for such a thing to appear.

After all, even Penguin's "Only Love Strangers" could become a popular slogan among netizens, let alone such a virtual community.

"What community did you say?" Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng with a bewildered look. Clearly, in her view, her boyfriend's idea was somewhat fanciful. She felt that Wang Zhen might be more motivated by the pressure of having Zhao Fusheng as a roommate, especially since she worked under Zhao Fusheng. Perhaps he wanted to do better and prove himself.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, glanced at Dong Chenxi, and then smiled: "Senior, you're really lucky."

Huh?

Dong Chenxi looked utterly confused, clearly not knowing what Zhao Fusheng was rambling about.

Zhao Fusheng blinked: "Nothing, I just want to tell you that maybe Wang Zhen's idea is quite good, and I can invest in it."

"Invest?"

Dong Chenxi swallowed, frozen in place. No matter how she thought about it, she never expected Zhao Fusheng to invest in Wang Zhen.

But where did Zhao Fusheng get the money?

Thinking of this, Dong Chenxi didn't hesitate and asked Zhao Fusheng: "Do you have money to invest?"

She didn't know the relationship between Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao, and Perfect Advertising. She only thought Zhao Fusheng had earned a considerable sum from those three ad creatives. But even so, if her sources were correct, Zhao Fusheng had given all the money he earned to his family. So where would he get the money to invest in Wang Zhen?

Zhao Fusheng laughed, pointing to the script he had just handed to Liu Dehua: "This is money."

Dong Chenshi was stunned. No matter how she thought about it, she never expected Zhao Fusheng to have this in mind.

"Alright, don't overthink it. I still need to hear Wang Zhen's specific ideas." Seeing Dong Chenxi's troubled expression, Zhao Fusheng knew she must be in a state of turmoil. After all, hearing such news suddenly, not to mention her, even his pre-rebirth self would have been unsettled.

In Zhao Fusheng's eyes, it was already quite good that Dong Chenxi could maintain this state.

"Okay, okay. Should I call him now and have him prepare?" Dong Chenxi snapped back to reality upon hearing Zhao Fusheng's words and asked him.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "No need. Once Yue Yiling sends someone over and I sign the contract, I'll go back. We can talk face to face then. Don't worry."

He also understood Dong Chenxi's thoughts. After all, Wang Zhen was not outstanding.

Which girl doesn't wish her beloved to be a heroic figure, riding on colorful clouds to marry her? But to be honest, apart from being especially good to Dong Chenxi, Wang Zhen had few merits. His family background was average, he wasn't handsome, and he was even a bit chubby. As for work, he was a junior in college, so that wasn't a concern for now. But the problem was, with such conditions, Dong Chenxi really couldn't guarantee that the two wouldn't argue over trivial life matters in the future.

Love has a shelf life. Once cracks appear in the relationship, the two would inevitably quarrel over daily necessities.

Glancing at Zhao Fusheng, Dong Chenxi nodded and then smiled. She also understood that she was now feeling anxious, which had caused her to lose her usual calm.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusheng didn't stay any longer. With matters settled, staying would only disturb those around him.

He told Dong Chenxi to pass the message to Zhou Li and the others, then turned and left.

As he was leaving, he happened to see Wang Jinghua. She didn't say much; they chatted for a bit, and Wang Jinghua hinted whether Zhao Fusheng could help arrange a role for Fan Baobao in "Infernal Affairs." Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment but shook his head, rejecting her suggestion.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, Fan Baobao was still too immature. Just because she had shot a commercial for "Qingzui Girl" didn't mean she had acting skills; that required time and experience.

"Infernal Affairs" was a men's drama, with male roles holding undeniable importance. Even a Best Actress like Zhou Feifei only played a cameo female lead, let alone a fresh newcomer like Fan Baobao.

Acting opposite those top male actors, Zhao Fusheng doubted whether Fan Baobao would have her confidence shattered.

For the sake of her future acting career, it was better for her to stay in school and study more.

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Sitting in the hotel room, Zhao Fusheng thought carefully. Dong Chenxi's words had made him think of many things.

When you are busy with what you want, you have no time to worry about what you don't want. So we say that one must do what they are good at; otherwise, your busyness will be meaningless.

At any time, a person should not be a slave to their emotions, nor should they let all actions be controlled by their emotions. Instead, they should control their emotions. No matter how bad the situation, you should strive to dominate your environment and save yourself from the darkness.

Previously, he was often limited by inherent thinking, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he acted impulsively. Zhao Fusheng had always thought that the stock market was the fastest way to accumulate the first pot of gold, because that's how it was written in many rebirth novels: the protagonist takes a sum of money into the stock market, soon makes a fortune, and then starts his own great career.

But the problem was, that was fiction, not reality.

Dong Chenxi's words made Zhao Fusheng realize that there might be other ways to solve the first pot of gold problem.

At the very least, he didn't need to take such a big risk by entering the stock market.

"This is a parallel world..." Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself as he sat there.

There was no one else in the room, so he wasn't afraid of being overheard.

There was a reason for saying that.

The uncertainty of the stock market was too great. Zhao Fusheng now realized that he couldn't guarantee what he would do if the stock market didn't turn bullish as he remembered.

Moreover, there were Tan Kaixuan's parents. Back then, they had followed his advice and believed in the so-called inside information from Zhu Yushi.

What if there was no bull market?

Shaking his head, Zhao Fusheng let out a silent bitter laugh. Everything after his rebirth had been too smooth, making him a bit complacent and even forgetting that he had been reborn not into the same world as before, but into another parallel world.

Letting out a long breath, Zhao Fusheng made up his mind.

Since there were other options, he would stay out of the stock market. Some industries weren't suitable for everyone.

To hold and fill to overflowing is not as good as to stop. To sharpen and whet to the utmost cannot be long preserved. When gold and jade fill the hall, no one can keep them. Wealth and honor lead to arrogance, which brings its own misfortune. To withdraw after success is the way of heaven.

Therefore, the best play is to let others perform, while you sit in the audience, hidden among the spectators. But in your heart, you know that every round of applause is your own design.

This feeling was what Zhao Fusheng wanted, because he knew where his strengths lay.

The phrase "self-knowledge" is not something everyone understands. Many people think that with a fulcrum they can move the earth, but they don't realize that it's not the road that's uneven, but the person who is inadequate.

But there's no help for it. Just as everyone knows diamonds are only for eating and not for use, yet when getting married, they still exhaust everything to buy the biggest ones.

Sitting there, Zhao Fusheng slowly raised his head and let out a long breath. He knew that his future development path might need to be re-planned.

Taking out his phone, Zhao Fusheng dialed the dormitory number.

At this time, if nothing unexpected happened, Wen Yu and the others should be in the dorm.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Tan Kaixuan's voice came from the other end. Zhao Fusheng then remembered that he could have just called him directly. Why did he call the dormitory? What a pig's brain.

Smiling wryly, Zhao Fusheng felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking.