Chapter 0342 Hidden Trouble

If half a year ago, Zhao Fusheng still harbored a sense of superiority as a reborn person, then after experiencing the events of these six months, he had matured considerably.

After all, when a nobody in his forties with no achievements suddenly finds himself back in his youth, it's natural to feel a surge of superiority and mission, as if he were the chosen one, looking down on everything as trivial. This is normal. For example, wasn't Jobs amazing? But he didn't know when he would die—Zhao Fusheng did. It's like knowing something that no one else knows, that feeling of looking down on the masses from above, which is indeed intoxicating at first.

In other words, it was a feeling of embracing the world.

But facts proved that no one in this era was a fool; anyone daring to make a living in these times was no pushover.

Once Zhao Fusheng understood this, he felt relieved about many things.

"Don't overthink it. President Zheng will investigate. You just help me pick a house." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi felt something was off, but still nodded and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Do you have a guest room here? I won't go to a hotel."

Zhao Fusheng pointed to a room on the first floor: "My girlfriend used to live there. You can sleep there."

With that, he turned and went upstairs.

Dong Chenxi looked helpless. Zhao Fusheng sometimes had absolutely no gentlemanly manners—it was infuriating.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, when Dong Chenxi got up, she found that Zhao Fusheng had already made breakfast.

"You can cook?"

She looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise, clearly not expecting him to have such a skill.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Is it strange for a guy to cook?"

Dong Chenxi nodded, then laughed: "Your girlfriend must be very happy..."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng gave a thumbs-up: "You really have good judgment."

Dong Chenxi looked confused, not understanding what he meant. Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained: "You're the first person who, upon hearing I have a girlfriend, didn't mock me for bragging."

Dong Chenxi was speechless, then thought of the usual behavior of Zhao Fusheng's dorm mates and understood. Indeed, those guys were capable of such things.

"By the way, are you really buying a house?" Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng while eating.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I hired someone to maintain the webpage I made. I'll need to hire more people later, so I'm thinking of renting a house so they have a place to stay and somewhere to put the servers."

Dong Chenxi hummed in acknowledgment: "I understand. I'll go take a look today."

Since buying a house required comparing options and couldn't be done overnight, that was why Zhao Fusheng had called Dong Chenxi back.

Back in Shanghai, he had already considered forming a team. With his business growing, Zhao Fusheng thought that even if he didn't start a company, he needed a team that could help him control the situation anytime, anywhere.

Dong Chenxi was undoubtedly a talent Zhao Fusheng found impressive.

After all, she had been well-trained at the advertising agency during this time. In Zhao Fusheng's view, Dong Chenxi was fully capable of serving as an assistant, but it depended on her own thoughts.

Dong Chenxi went out after eating. Zhao Fusheng stayed in his room reading. Dong Guoxiang came over after nine and was surprised to see Zhao Fusheng still there: "Why aren't you going out?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Nothing much, just staying in."

Then he said to Dong Guoxiang, "You don't need to come over these days. If I'm home, I'll handle the maintenance."

After all, he was a person too; he couldn't be on duty all the time.

Dong Guoxiang didn't waste words and nodded in agreement.

By afternoon, Dong Chenxi returned, dragging her tired body. Zhao Fusheng laughed at the sight: "Looks like you've had a rough day."

She rolled her eyes. The assistant was clearly not in a good mood and had little patience for her boss.

She casually tossed a piece of paper to Zhao Fusheng, on which three addresses were recorded.

"I visited all three. The prices and details are marked." Dong Chenxi said to Zhao Fusheng, "Pick one."

Zhao Fusheng looked at her in surprise, not expecting Dong Chenxi to be so efficient. It seemed her time at Future Advertising had really trained her well.

He took the paper and studied it carefully. After deliberating for a while, he finally chose a house near the third district.

"This one."

Zhao Fusheng smiled at Dong Chenxi: "I'll give you my bank card later. You contact the owner. For the property deed transfer, I don't need to be there in person, do I?"

Dong Chenxi nodded: "No need. I can find someone to handle it."

This was completely unexpected for Zhao Fusheng. Dong Chenxi laughed: "I once handled something at the Real Estate Bureau, and President Zheng introduced someone to me."

Though unwilling to admit it, he had to say that the workplace really trained a person. At least now, Zhao Fusheng could no longer sense any student-like immaturity in Dong Chenxi; instead, she exuded the competence and vigor of a professional woman.

"Alright, let me know if you need anything." Zhao Fusheng nodded and watched Dong Chenxi return to her room to rest.

Looking at her back, Zhao Fusheng frowned, thinking about her and Wang Zhen's issue.

In a sense, the better Dong Chenxi developed, the greater the gap between her and Wang Zhen. Wang Zhen's parents' earlier concerns were not unfounded. From their perspective, Wang Zhen had already made a lot of money from the MyHome website, enough to ensure their family's comfort. If Dong Chenxi wanted to marry Wang Zhen, following their arrangements was not wrong.

But the problem was, could Dong Chenxi, who had grown accustomed to workplace life, willingly give up her career to become a housewife?

He sighed. This issue would eventually confront Dong Chenxi and Wang Zhen. Zhao Fusheng felt he needed to remind Wang Zhen.

Perhaps to them, young as they were, it didn't seem like a big deal, but in Zhao Fusheng's view, this problem would not only affect their current relationship but also become a trouble in their future lives.

After all, everyone has their own aspirations and visions for the future. In other words, if Dong Chenxi wanted to develop her career, what would Wang Zhen do then?

Caught between parents and lover, that torment would probably drive him crazy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly. He didn't know whether helping Wang Zhen pursue Dong Chenxi and build the website was right or wrong.

Perhaps without his interference, Wang Zhen wouldn't have so many troubles now.

This was the pain of changing the future: unable to predict it, once you alter someone's fate, their future development would exceed your understanding.

So even Zhao Fusheng couldn't be sure what Dong Chenxi and Wang Zhen would become.

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Before Zhao Fusheng could continue to be troubled by this, Cheng Gong called. He had arrived in Ninghai from Shenzhen.

It had to be said, Lawyer Cheng was very efficient, flying back and forth from south to north without rest. Even Zhao Fusheng found it exhausting, but when Cheng Gong appeared before him, he looked quite energetic.

"You've worked hard, Lawyer Cheng." Zhao Fusheng smiled at Cheng Gong.

Cheng Gong waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome. It's my duty."

Then he said to Zhao Fusheng, "Should we talk at your place or somewhere else?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "No rush. Settle in first, then we'll chat slowly."

Since the man had flown all the way to deliver the contract, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't be so tactless as to discuss business immediately. Courtesy required reciprocity, and he should do what was proper.

After helping Cheng Gong settle in at the International Hotel, Zhao Fusheng said to him, "I really appreciate your hard work this time, Lawyer Cheng."

Cheng Gong smiled slightly, took a contract from his briefcase, and handed it to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng's hands trembled slightly. This was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of in his previous life, and now he had actually achieved it.