Chapter 0277: Quarrel and Distrust
Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第0277章 争吵与不信任
Chen Tianqiao was a genius-like figure, there was no doubt about that. Whether in Zhao Fusheng's previous life or the present, the abilities and tactics he displayed were, in Zhao Fusheng's own opinion, something he could never catch up with even if he ran.
The main reason he could make Chen Tianqiao suffer was the use of information asymmetry, because Chen Tianqiao could never imagine that the owners of wo123 and MyHome were the same person.
Zhao Fusheng even guessed that the moment he hung up the phone, Boss Chen might have cursed loudly.
But that had nothing to do with him anymore. Once Chen, the richest man, calmed down, he should know how to choose.
If he lacked even that much decisiveness, he wouldn't have become the self-made richest man.
"That's it?"
Wang Zhen looked at Zhao Fusheng, unable to understand how things had settled so quickly. That seemingly shrewd Boss Chen had actually bought their website just like that?
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Old Wang, while there are indeed many geniuses like Chen Tianqiao in this world, there are far more ordinary people like you and me. We are born here, grow up, marry, have children, and finally die. The vast majority of the world is made up of people like us."
"In the eyes of geniuses, the world can be changed at any time because they are geniuses. But for us, the world is fixed and unchanging. So as long as we do our own things step by step, we don't need to think too much."
Wang Zhen was a bit baffled, still not quite understanding Zhao Fusheng's words.
Zhao Fusheng sighed. This was the limitation of people. At this moment, Wang Zhen was like a nouveau riche, lacking other abilities, perhaps only trusting him. Otherwise, someone else might have jumped out long ago.
There was no helping it. Zhao Fusheng had too few people he could rely on. Besides his roommates, he really didn't know who to trust.
"By the way, Old Zhao, now that we've earned so much money, should we tell our families?" Wang Zhen thought for a moment and asked Zhao Fusheng.
Zhao Fusheng was startled, then smiled: "If you want to, you can tell them."
In his previous life, he had dealt with Wang Zhen's parents a few times. They were honest, ordinary people from a small town, not particularly shrewd or worldly, but not completely clueless either.
"Hey, these past few days I've been thinking, my parents worked hard to support my education. Now that I've earned money, shouldn't I buy them something?" Wang Zhen sighed and said to Zhao Fusheng.
Zhao Fusheng gave him a deep look. Though he said nothing, he actually understood his meaning.
Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng smiled: "How about this: later I'll withdraw the money and give you your share. You can let your parents keep it for now, okay?"
Wang Zhen was taken aback, then lowered his head and said quietly: "Alright, but let me know when you need to use it."
Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly and nodded: "Mm, I will."
Some things didn't need to be said so clearly.
Zhao Fusheng wasn't stupid. Since Wang Zhen said such things in front of him, he had probably already discussed it with his parents. His parents were most likely urging him to keep the money in his own hands.
After all, it was no small sum. A figure of several hundred thousand was undoubtedly astronomical for an ordinary family. Perhaps many people couldn't earn that much in a lifetime.
Watching Wang Zhen's somewhat flustered back as he went out to make a phone call, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and sighed softly.
People might eventually change after all.
Perhaps Wang Zhen still considered him a friend, but his parents couldn't possibly treat him like a son. As they say, even brothers settle accounts clearly. It wasn't wrong for them to think that way.
But still, Zhao Fusheng felt very uncomfortable inside.
Regardless, when he thought about it carefully, he should actually thank Wang Zhen. Without his idea about the virtual community, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't have been able to get such a large sum of money so quickly. Now that he had nearly 1.4 million in cash, Zhao Fusheng felt a bit unreal.
"Let it be." Shaking his head, Zhao Fusheng stood up. For him, everyone had their own path to choose. Since Wang Zhen had chosen, he could only respect his choice.
Those with different paths cannot work together. Everyone must be responsible for their own choices. This was the experience and lesson Zhao Fusheng had summed up over two lifetimes.
More importantly, Zhao Fusheng also understood that Wang Zhen was never someone who liked doing business. Maybe contentment with small gains was his pursuit.
While Zhao Fusheng was at the bank transferring money, Wang Zhen was calling Dong Chenxi.
"What? You want Zhao Fusheng to give you back all the money?"
Dong Chenxi's voice came through the receiver, filled with disbelief and doubt.
Wang Zhen replied with a bitter smile: "I have no choice. I let it slip to my parents, and then my mom said it's not appropriate to keep such a large sum of money with an outsider. It's better for us to hold it ourselves. When he has a project, we can invest again."
"Ha, did your mom give birth to two sons?"
Dong Chenxi said coldly.
"What do you mean?" Wang Zhen frowned. Clearly, he sensed Dong Chenxi was mocking him, and that feeling made him very uncomfortable.
"When you first had this idea, you had nothing. Zhao Fusheng directly invested 200,000 and gave you a 40% share. Now that you've made money, you just pat your ass and leave. Waiting for him to find you for the next project, do you think Zhao Fusheng would still take you along?" Dong Chenxi said bluntly: "He took you along because he considered you a friend, but your actions clearly show distrust. Why should he still take you?"
Wang Zhen was silent for a moment, then somehow found the courage to say: "Even if he doesn't take me, I can still do well. I now have over 900,000. My mom said we should buy a house back home and use the rest to buy a few storefronts. That's enough for business."
"You!"
Dong Chenxi was almost furious. She never expected Wang Zhen to say such things.
"Forget it, I don't want to say more. Think it over. Is this fair to a friend?" Dong Chenxi said helplessly, then hung up without giving Wang Zhen a chance to speak.
Putting down the phone, Dong Chenxi thought for a moment and directly called Zhao Fusheng.
"Hey, it's me." Dong Chenxi got straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Wang Zhen he..."
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize. There's nothing wrong with what he did. In a strict sense, it's a very normal choice."
"I know, but I'm well aware that by doing this, he will miss out on too much." Dong Chenxi didn't beat around the bush either, saying directly to Zhao Fusheng.
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "For the vast majority of people, his choice is correct because he has already gotten what he wanted. So I can understand his parents' approach. Even if one day he chooses a gentle girl over you, it's actually quite normal. You don't need to be sad either, because everyone has their own life."
After saying these words to Dong Chenxi, Zhao Fusheng wasn't sure if she would understand, but he knew that this was indeed his current thought.
Dong Chenxi was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "Thank you."
Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Between friends, there's no need for that."
Hanging up, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and didn't take it to heart. At his age, he could see many things quite clearly.
If he were Wang Zhen, he might have made the same choice. After all, not everyone has the courage to risk everything for a shot.
The idea of being content with small gains was not shameful.
"Excuse me, could you check how much money is in this account?" Zhao Fusheng said to the counter staff. "Also, please transfer one million into this card and withdraw ten thousand in cash."
The staff member was startled, looked at Zhao Fusheng's age, hesitated, and asked: "Um, what did you say?"
Clearly, she couldn't believe what Zhao Fusheng had just said.
Zhao Fusheng laughed. He suddenly understood a bit. Perhaps in the eyes of Wang Zhen's parents, he was like the image in the eyes of the counter attendant—a bit unreliable.