Chapter 0281 Winter Break

In the unpredictable journey of life, time stealthily steals everything from us. This thief called time often makes us realize, without our noticing, that we have grown old and lost the capital to strive.

Once, Zhao Fusheng, as a mortgage slave and car slave, worked hard with a heart unwilling to drift and yearning for life, but in the end, he found himself in a lamentable situation.

Watching Tan Kaixuan leave the dormitory in a hurry, Zhao Fusheng shook his head. Life is just like that. People always say we should forget the past and start anew, not dwell on what once was. But the problem is, some things cannot be forgotten. Reconciling with life is never that easy.

Just as no one likes loneliness, no one likes forcing friendships either, because that only brings greater disappointment.

Zhao Fusheng remembered that in his previous life, friends around him often said: 'A marriage without love is not happy.'

But a dozen years later, the same people were telling their children: 'A marriage without a house is not happy.'

Life is always changing; everyone must get used to it.

Wen Yu soon returned. Seeing Zhao Fusheng alone in the dormitory fiddling with the server, he raised an eyebrow but said nothing, then smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng: 'Old Tan left?'

'Yeah, Wang Zhen left yesterday, and he just left.' Zhao Fusheng looked up and smiled. 'What, are you planning to hang around a few more days?'

'Cough, cough...' Facing Zhao Fusheng's half-smiling expression, Wen Yu waved his hand: 'Hang around? No way, if I don't go back, my family will start worrying.'

Zhao Fusheng nodded and didn't ask further.

Wen Yu's situation was a bit special, different from Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen's families. Zhao Fusheng remembered clearly that during a gathering a dozen years later, Wen Yu mentioned that if his father hadn't made mistakes during the SARS outbreak in 2003, he would have at least been a second-generation official.

That's right, Wen Yu, who usually kept a low profile in class and the dormitory, actually had a father who was a deputy county magistrate.

But unfortunately, during the SARS outbreak in 2003, due to improper handling, he was dealt with by higher authorities.

According to Wen Yu, it was around February or March 2003. A few people who returned from work in Southern Guangdong were hospitalized collectively. The local health bureau director reported the situation, but Wen's father didn't take it seriously and casually reported it to the county. The county didn't take it seriously either. Later, when the SARS reports came out, everyone from top to bottom was stunned.

In the end, when holding people accountable, Wen's father was made the scapegoat. Although he wasn't directly stripped of all positions, he went from a promising deputy county magistrate to a vice chairman of the Political Consultative Conference, a sinecure.

Of course, at this time, Wen Yu was still very happy. He had a beautiful girlfriend, a childhood sweetheart. His father was still a respectable deputy county-level cadre. Life was blissful, and he was quite content.

'I'm off now. I'll bring you some good food when I come back,' Wen Yu said with a grin.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: 'Okay, call me during the New Year.'

'Yeah, I'm leaving.' Wen Yu waved his hand, picked up his suitcase, and went out. He still had to pick up Han Meimei from her dormitory.

In the blink of an eye, only he was left in the dormitory. Zhao Fusheng tilted his head and suddenly recalled the scene from his graduation year in his previous life.

'It will definitely be different,' Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself, sat down in front of the computer, and logged into his online account.

'Are you there?'

'About the email you mentioned last time, I have some ideas.'

'Are you there?'

'Contact me when you have time.'

Looking at the messages from Pony, a smile appeared on Zhao Fusheng's lips.

This man, who started with paging software and was the author of the once-popular Guba card, got his first pot of gold in the stock market. Now he was venturing into the instant messaging software industry. The name OICQ was becoming popular. Zhao Fusheng remembered that in a few months, it would break through 100,000 users, which would provoke ICQ's dissatisfaction and lead to a lawsuit. And the new name Pony came up with in a pinch would become one of the representatives of the future BAT trio.

But now, he was still that programmer who was thrilled by a suggestion from Zhao Fusheng.

After all, the current OICQ had only over 60,000 users.

And the virtual community Zhao Fusheng had created had just announced an investment of three million US dollars from Huaxia Net.

'My phone number...' Zhao Fusheng typed his phone number on the keyboard and then logged off.

In his view, some things couldn't be rushed. Slow and steady was the most appropriate approach. Besides, he didn't yet have the ability to shake others.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng didn't think there would be any difficulty in doing this. No matter how formidable the big shots were, they had just started their businesses not long ago. Opportunities were still there.

Even Teacher Cang could get married; what in this world is impossible?

Of course, Zhao Fusheng also understood that it was unrealistic to think he could easily defeat them. For such big shots, ownership of the company was more important than a wife. Furthermore, he didn't think he could do better than them if he were the boss.

In this world, knowing how things will develop doesn't guarantee success.

For example, Zhao Fusheng knew that in the future, a literature website would go public in Hong Kong with a market value exceeding a hundred billion. But the problem was, even if he founded such a website now, he wouldn't know how to develop it to that level.

Some things, if you can't do them, you just can't. Being reborn doesn't change that. Rebirth only changes a person's age and appearance, not their inner self.

To develop better, one must rely on learning new knowledge, enriching oneself, and then using the ability of foresight. Not simply relying on foresight and thinking one can conquer the world.

Life is not a novel; there must be limits.

The biggest difference between winter break and summer break is that few people stay at school during winter break because the Spring Festival is approaching. Unless they have part-time jobs, most students choose to go home after exams to celebrate the New Year.

Zhao Fusheng was no exception. His roommates had all left, and Dong Guoxiang had also left. The wo123 server didn't need daily maintenance, but the problem was that Fan Baobao was about to return.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng frowned and sighed helplessly.

'Should I buy a house?' he muttered to himself. Suddenly, he felt that maybe he should buy a house.

After all, back home, if Fan Baobao came back, there really wouldn't be enough space.

His father could stay at the mall, but if Zhao Fusheng had to stay there too, he really wouldn't be used to it.

After thinking it over, Zhao Fusheng felt that he really should buy a house near the school before Fan Baobao returned.