Chapter 0387: Coming Out of Seclusion

Fortunately, Tan Kaixuan didn't show off in front of Zhao Fusheng for too long. Li Yuan called, probably needing him for something, and the guy hurriedly left the dormitory.

Wen Yu went to the library with his girlfriend, and Wang Zhen had disappeared somewhere. Zhao Fusheng, alone in the dormitory, suddenly realized that he felt somewhat lonely.

Having promised Yu Feihong to take care of the elderly, Zhao Fusheng naturally had to start making money.

He called Zheng Yao and instructed, "Spread the word: I'm ready to take on a planning project."

"What?"

Zheng Yao was genuinely surprised to receive Zhao Fusheng's call, and even more astonished after hearing what he had to say.

After all, Zhao Fusheng had previously stated that he didn't plan to take on any planning projects within the next six months. At the time, Zheng Yao assumed his inspiration had run dry and he needed time to settle, so she didn't think much of it and agreed.

After all, Future Advertising was now basically on the right track and no longer needed to rely solely on Zhao Fusheng.

Or rather, Zhao Fusheng was like the招牌 of Future Advertising, serving more as a deterrent and a way to attract attention.

But now, he actually said he wanted to take on a project?

Zheng Yao asked in surprise, "What's going on with you? Didn't you say you wanted to rest recently?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled. 'I need some money recently, so I'm planning to take on a big job.'

'Ah?' Zheng Yao was taken aback by his blunt words, then laughed. 'Boss, you don't have to be like that, afraid I'll ask you for money, right?'

Zhao Fusheng laughed too and shook his head in denial. 'I'm serious. I promised someone I'd earn one million five hundred thousand, so I have to work hard on the planning.'

'One million five hundred thousand.' Zheng Yao was startled, not expecting Zhao Fusheng's goal to be so ambitious.

'Just spread the word: one million five hundred thousand for planning fees, production costs separate. If any company has the guts to come to me, I don't mind helping them become an industry leader,' Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

With a wealth of advertising resources in his mind, he dared to say such things.

If it were about the film and television industry, Zhao Fusheng might not have been so confident, but in the advertising circle, when it came to creativity, the advertising ideas in his mind that were ahead of their time were undoubtedly the best.

Zheng Yao nodded. 'Got it. I'll have someone spread the word right away.'

The Future Advertising of today was no longer what it used to be. It was a rising star in the northern advertising circle and naturally had various channels to spread Zhao Fusheng's message.

Of course, it was only because Zhao Fusheng had the reputation of a top-notch planner that these connections were useful. If he were an ordinary advertising designer, probably no one would care.

If a person is not outstanding enough, connections are worthless. They are not pursued but attracted. Only through equivalent exchange can you get reasonable help.

Most people don't understand this truth. Many always think their friends come from all corners of the world and they have friends everywhere. But the fact is, if you really run into trouble, these friends from all corners will indeed go back to all corners...

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A decision-maker can only find favorable premises by standing on neutral ground and fully considering every possibility. A good decision-making process is a hundred times more important than a clever decision-maker.

Zheng Yao never understood this, so Zhao Fusheng often felt that she was not a qualified manager.

But there was no help for it; among the people around him, only she could manage Future Advertising well. The rest were either inexperienced or lacked ability, and were no better than Zheng Yao.

"It seems I still need professional managers," Zhao Fusheng muttered helplessly to himself as he put down the phone.

Holding the phone, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Zheng Yao whether Dong Chenxi had returned to work.

After all, the incident with Wang Zhen had left her quite dejected, even showing signs of wanting to resign. Zheng Yao had simply given Dong Chenxi a long leave to let her calm down.

In fact, in Zhao Fusheng's view, problems in the relationship between Dong Chenxi and Wang Zhen were inevitable, just as he had said to Tan Kaixuan before. Everyone's goals in striving and guarding are different—some for themselves, some for family, some for love, some for career, some for country. No one needs to question or refute, no one needs to force agreement or understanding; respecting everyone's choice is the greatest kindness.

Wang Zhen wanted to choose a stable life, which was determined by his upbringing.

And Dong Chenxi wanted to strive and achieve career success, which was determined by her ambition.

Neither of them was wrong, but neither was right either.

It could only be said that fate often likes to play jokes on everyone, forcing people to face some trade-offs and choices amidst entanglement and helplessness.

Gaining or losing might be the main theme of fate.

Logically, Zhao Fusheng should have called Dong Chenxi, but in the end he didn't. After all, no matter what, he had given her the opportunity; whether she could seize it was her own business. If a person gives up a hard-won career because of emotional matters, it only shows that people have different aspirations.

Gold will shine wherever it is; talent will always find its place.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, if Dong Chenxi was truly a talent in the workplace, she would come out of it on her own.

Facts proved Zhao Fusheng right.

Three days later, Dong Chenxi personally brought the materials back to Ninghai.

Of course, she didn't come to see him at the dormitory area; instead, she called Zhao Fusheng, and the two met at the Future Advertising Ninghai branch.

"You came quite quickly," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile when he saw Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi looked well, with a good complexion and seemed to have emerged from the shadow of heartbreak. She nodded and said, "After President Zheng leaked your news, many advertisers contacted us. Here are seven that the company's planning department carefully screened and kept. Whether in terms of company scale or advertising production investment, they are all top-notch."

Glancing at Zhao Fusheng, Dong Chenxi said calmly, "President Zheng and the planning department suggest that if you want to choose an advertiser, it's best to pick from these seven companies."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed and nodded gently: "I understand."

He also understood that since Zheng Yao and the planning department had already set the scope for him, it meant they believed these seven companies could afford the high planning fees he wanted.

Zhao Fusheng had always been receptive to correct advice.

He wasn't stupid; there was no reason to be at odds with money, especially since it was money that would soon belong to him.