Chapter 0501: A Real Man Takes Revenge

Life is actually like the Water Margin; no matter how spectacular it is, in the end, everything must be pacified by mediocrity.

So often, everyone feels they lack money, including those who don't. And no one feels they lack virtue, including those who do.

Just like Wu De, he felt he hadn't done anything wrong. He had only made some requests to the advertisers. As the advertising sponsor, what was wrong with making a few requests? It wasn't like he asked them to commit murder or arson. Just a little kickback, arranging a beautiful hostess—what's the big deal?

Zhao Fusheng understood Wu De's logic, but unfortunately, he couldn't agree with it.

In his view, since this Wu De had placed himself in opposition, if he didn't take this opportunity to completely crush him, then he would become his enemy in the future, a source of trouble.

What Zhao Fusheng hated most was an enemy lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

Just like today, if he hadn't come along, this advertising bid would probably have been sabotaged by Wu De for Future Advertising.

You are unkind, so I am unjust; an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Zhao Fusheng felt this was only natural.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid I can't introduce this advertising plan to you," Zhao Fusheng suddenly said to Zhu Hongjiang.

As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone was stunned.

Those who knew who Zhu Hongjiang was were naturally the senior executives of Gree Electric Appliances. They had all been promoted by Zhu Hongjiang and deeply respected the chairman. Even the future "turncoat" Dong Mingzhu was as docile as could be at this time, lying low and not daring to cross Zhu Hongjiang.

But just now, that young man from Future Advertising had actually refused Zhu Hongjiang. Was he crazy?

Zhu Hongjiang was also somewhat surprised. He looked at Zhao Fusheng, frowning: "Young man, I don't quite understand your words. Why can't you introduce this advertising plan to me?"

Then he waved his hand: "My word still counts. The three-minute time limit doesn't apply to you."

He thought Zhao Fusheng was dissatisfied because of the three-minute limit.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's not a matter of time."

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Wu De and Minister Chen.

At that moment, both Minister Chen and Wu De, who was sitting upright, turned pale, because they finally realized that in this room, neither of them was the one who could make the final decision.

The one who truly had the final say was either Zhu Hongjiang or Dong Mingzhu.

Or that young man standing there with a smile, looking at them cheerfully.

"This guy, he's not crazy, is he?"

The same thought crossed the minds of Wu De and Minister Chen simultaneously.

And Dong Chenxi and Bai Jie, standing not far behind Zhao Fusheng, were completely dumbfounded. They had no idea what Zhao Fusheng was up to. Clearly, the other party had been moved by his plan, yet he said he didn't want to explain the plan to the Gree executives. Did he have other intentions?

"Then what is the problem? Just say it," Dong Mingzhu suddenly spoke.

She was now Zhu Hongjiang's trusted lieutenant, and the two were in their honeymoon period. As a confidant personally promoted by Zhu Hongjiang, even when Gree Electric underwent drastic changes a few years ago, with many middle and senior managers leaving and almost all sales staff poached, Dong Mingzhu did not choose to leave. Instead, she rebuilt the team from scratch, single-handedly establishing Gree's brand, which by now had become the largest home appliance company in the country.

So, even if Zhu Hongjiang were present, when it came to Gree's future development, Dong Mingzhu speaking up at this moment was perfectly fine.

After all, Zhao Fusheng's two advertising slogans were simply too enticing.

As the two generations of Gree's leaders, Zhu Hongjiang and Dong Mingzhu almost simultaneously concluded that those two slogans alone were enough for Gree to establish its own unique image among consumers.

"No problem, but some people in your company make me feel that Gree's internal quality is uneven. I don't want my reputation to be ruined by you," Zhao Fusheng shrugged and said calmly.

"Ha, what reputation do you have? Arrogant!" Wu De suddenly spoke up.

He knew very well that he couldn't let Zhao Fusheng continue; otherwise, if he exposed those unspoken rules, he would be in big trouble today.

"Yes, President Dong, Chairman, why should we listen to someone like this? Just kick him out," Minister Chen quickly added.

Although sticking his neck out at this moment was risky, compared to having Zhao Fusheng expose their affairs, it was the lesser of two evils.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

Zhu Hongjiang's gaze swept over Wu De and Minister Chen, his face suddenly darkening. He snorted but did not speak.

Dong Mingzhu's expression was not so good. She looked at them coldly and said word by word, "Both of you, get out now!"

Huh?

Wu De and Minister Chen were both stunned. Only then did they realize that Zhao Fusheng hadn't named them, and by jumping out, they were essentially telling everyone that they had issues.

Watching the two stand up and walk out of the meeting room dejectedly, Zhao Fusheng turned to Zhu Hongjiang: "You're the chairman, right? The proposal is here, and the head of our Future Advertising's creative department can explain it to you."

With that, he pointed at Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi was taken aback, then chuckled wryly. Others might not know why, but she certainly did. Zhao Fusheng simply found it too troublesome to explain a complete marketing plan himself, so he was passing the buck to her.

This wasn't the first time he had done something like this.

Zhu Hongjiang was a bit surprised, but he nodded, exchanged a few words with Dong Mingzhu, and said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile, "Alright, let this young lady handle the proposal explanation. Would you be willing to have a chat with an old man like me?"

Zhao Fusheng had no reason to refuse this request. He nodded in agreement and followed Zhu Hongjiang out of the meeting room.

Meanwhile, Dong Mingzhu stayed to listen to Dong Chenxi continue explaining the proposal.

Zhao Fusheng followed Zhu Hongjiang to the corridor outside and stopped at a corner. Zhu Hongjiang took out a pack of Su cigarettes, casually pulled one out, and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Want one?"

"No, I don't smoke," Zhao Fusheng shook his head in refusal. Since his rebirth, he had decisively quit smoking; it really had no benefits.

Zhu Hongjiang smiled, not minding. He lit the cigarette, took a satisfying drag, and suddenly said, "You must be the mysterious ad designer from Future Advertising, right?"

Zhao Fusheng wasn't surprised that he had guessed this. If such an old fox lacked that kind of intuition, that would be strange.

However, Zhao Fusheng didn't understand what Zhu Hongjiang wanted from him.