Chapter 0562: One Must Be Possessed to Succeed

"You mean, let me and your aunt run a tutoring class?" Zhang Houde said to Zhao Fusheng after a long pause.

His mind turned quickly, and he naturally understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning—clearly, his nephew was suggesting that after he left his job, he should start a tutoring class.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Not a tutoring class, a tutoring school."

Looking calmly at the two elders, Zhao Fusheng said flatly: "First, a tutoring class would surely be criticized for being small-scale, and parents wouldn't trust it. Moreover, we're not opening it in Yanjiang Township, but in the city. You and Aunt will take charge, and we'll recruit some retired old teachers to run tutoring classes from junior high to senior high, all unified."

Aunt and her husband were instantly dumbfounded, never expecting Zhao Fusheng to have such grand ambitions.

"A tutoring school?"

Zhang Houde muttered to himself. He had indeed thought about what Zhao Fusheng might ask him to do, but he never imagined this suggestion.

After a long while, Third Uncle, Second Uncle, and Eldest Aunt finished their discussion and finally made a decision.

"Let's go along with Big Brother," Second Uncle said to Grandpa on behalf of the group. "No matter what, since Big Brother is willing to help our families, we have no reason not to do it."

Zhao Fusheng was well aware that whether it was Third Uncle and Second Uncle or Aunt's family, they all acted out of trust in him. Otherwise, getting them to easily change their former way of life was no simple matter.

In the final analysis, it was the blood ties between family members that determined their unreserved trust in themselves and their parents.

"Fusheng, do you really think that tutoring school idea is feasible?" After the third uncle and the others, having decided to go ahead with the matter, left to raise money, Zhang Houde, the husband of Zhao Fusheng's aunt, asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. He could understand his aunt's husband's thoughts. After all, compared to his third and second uncles, his family was better off. Although a primary school teacher's income wasn't very high, it was still a decent job. It would be a pity to give it up just like that.

"Aunt's husband, do you think what I said earlier was wrong?" Zhao Fusheng asked Zhang Houde, referring to his remarks about how it was easiest to make money from children.

Zhang Houde thought for a moment and nodded: "It's true, but I heard that now they are strictly cracking down on teachers who give extra tutoring to children."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "I said, ours is a proper tutoring school."

Zhang Houde was taken aback, then understood what Zhao Fusheng meant. Having him resign was probably to avoid this issue.

"Let me think it over," Zhang Houde said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and didn't urge him. After all, this was no small matter—it was a major decision affecting future life development. Being cautious couldn't hurt.

Life is sometimes like a river, carrying each of us downstream. When faced with real problems that require decisions, we can't stop or avoid them. The only thing we can do is to deal with them in the most appropriate way.

Zhao Fusheng didn't go back to stay with his grandfather but took the bus back to the city. Since his third uncle and the others had agreed to do this, he still needed to report to his father.

As for the subsequent communication, that would be a matter for the elders. Zhao Fusheng wouldn't interfere too much; as a messenger, he had already done enough.

Moreover, in Zhao Fusheng's view, what his uncle-in-law was about to do was what he cared about more.

Or, to be more precise, Zhao Fusheng intended to conduct an experiment.

After all, his energy was limited, and he couldn't manage too many things at once. Even though Zhao Fusheng was familiar with the future direction of development, he couldn't cover everything. He felt he could help those around him get started, and once they were familiar with the process and had earned a reputation, they would probably be able to work independently.

Most importantly, Zhao Fusheng believed that as long as his ideas could help his uncle-in-law make money, he would surely adopt them when he proposed the next plan.

That's how things work: offer enough benefits, and followers will naturally come, step by step, following you forward.

He didn't know that after he left, a dispute had arisen between his aunt and uncle-in-law.

"No, I disagree. Going into business is too risky."

Aunt Zhao Yuexiang showed no consideration for her husband and said bluntly.

Zhang Houde smiled bitterly at his wife: "That's your own brother and nephew. Do you think they would harm me?"

"It's not about harm." Zhao Yuexiang's face darkened: "Even if they're relatives, even if they don't mean to harm you, what do they know about this business? What if something goes wrong, and we lose money? What then?"

She paused, furrowing her brows slightly: "Besides, if they really want to help our family, why not let us join the greenhouse project with Second Brother and Third Brother?"

Zhang Houde looked helpless and sighed. He could roughly understand Zhao Fusheng's intentions.

Although Zhao Fusheng hadn't said it explicitly, Zhang Houde was more perceptive than the others and had sensed the deeper meaning in Zhao Fusheng's words.

In the end, people are different. Zhang Houde had read books, and the books made it clear: you can't discuss ice with a summer insect. Neither his other brother-in-law nor his two brothers-in-law were good at business.

In other words, in Zhang Houde's view, the choices Zhao Fusheng's father had given were actually a plan for the relatives' development.

Those without much ability should stick to the downstream market of the supermarket. It might be hard work, but the money wouldn't be bad.

As for himself, Zhang Houde felt he didn't need to rely on the Wanda Mall to develop.

Of course, he couldn't tell his wife this, so he simply kept quiet and went about his own business.

As the saying goes, no madness, no success. Zhang Houde was like a traveler who had suddenly discovered a new world, his mind set on how to make more money and build his own career.

"Even if I make two thousand yuan a month, that's over twenty thousand a year." Zhang Houde scribbled on paper. This was the figure Zhao Fusheng had given him. According to Zhao Fusheng, as long as he could recruit a dozen students, he could earn over a thousand or two thousand yuan a month, definitely more than his salary.

An emotion called ambition burned like wildfire in Zhang Houde's heart!