Chapter 0061: The Drifting Wild Goose

In reality, Cinderella's love story does not exist; women who win over a prince charming are all wealthy and beautiful.

The plot of a霸道总裁 falling for a Cinderella in Korean dramas never happens in real life. Those female celebrities who 'married for love' are actually goddesses who control their own destinies. They themselves are rich enough and independent enough, so when pursuing marriage, they can be more willful and purely focus on feelings rather than money.

For ordinary people, the truth that 'poverty makes a hundred things hard' is something many young folks probably won't understand until they start a family and career.

Of course, to be more precise, they won't understand until they have no one to rely on.

In his past life, Zhao Fusheng didn't understand that. In his view, if there was a problem, he could just turn to his parents; after all, his parents would solve everything for him.

However, after his parents were gone, he realized that there were many things his parents couldn't solve. They just gritted their teeth and held on stubbornly, propping up a safe sky for him.

And without that sky to shield him from wind and rain, the life he had to face on his own was truly difficult.

So Zhao Fusheng had to work desperately to earn money, because only by earning enough money could he spare his parents from hardship and his children from worrying about the future.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want the day to come when he and his family would be looked down upon because of poverty, or be at a loss because of poverty.

After all, the word 'poverty' is a disease that penetrates to the bone, aching so much that even sleep is restless.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zheng Yao's voice sounded beside Zhao Fusheng. The two of them were now at a bank near the school.

Looking up at the English letters ICBC above, Zhao Fusheng burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Zheng Yao was a bit puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng pointed at the four letters, "Don't you think these letters are interesting?"

"Huh?"

"ICBC, 'Love it or leave it,'" Zhao Fusheng said to Zheng Yao with a smile.

Zheng Yao was taken aback, then couldn't help laughing, reaching out to punch Zhao Fusheng: "You, where do you get all these weird ideas?"

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Not many ideas, how can I do advertising?"

"I won't argue with you; you have too many twisted arguments." Zheng Yao looked like she couldn't be bothered, just as her number was called. The two walked to the counter, and Zheng Yao took out a bank card, while Zhao Fusheng also pulled out one.

"Please transfer twenty thousand yuan from this card to the other one," Zheng Yao said, pointing to her own card and then to Zhao Fusheng's, addressing the bank staff.

The staff followed Zheng Yao's instructions and completed the transfer quickly.

Putting away the bank cards, they walked out of the bank together. Zheng Yao said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile, "So, how does it feel to earn your first planning fee?"

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Zheng Yao and said flatly, "Isn't this too much?"

He knew that Liu Shaomei had only given Future Advertising a total fee of one hundred thousand yuan, and Zheng Yao was now giving him a fifth of that. Zhao Fusheng found it a bit hard to understand.

Zheng Yao waved her hand: "It's not too much. Without you, I couldn't have landed this advertising campaign. Giving you this much is what you deserve."

She was telling the truth. Liu Shaomei hadn't only approached her for help; several advertising companies in Ninghai, and even those from the provincial capital Binzhou, had received the Rungshengyuan case. For a newly established planning company with no reputation to stand out among many predecessors, the difficulty was imaginable.

But Zhao Fusheng's plan had successfully impressed Liu Shaomei, allowing Future Advertising to stand out.

Now, the advertisement had been sent to the capital. In Liu Shaomei's words, it was time to see the results, since Rungshengyuan had invested a full six million yuan in this ad.

What they got was four time slots on CCTV-1, fifteen seconds each, for three months.

That's right, six seconds, one hundred thousand yuan per second, lasting three months.

When Zheng Yao heard the news, she was stunned and criticized CCTV's near-robbery behavior. But Zhao Fusheng remained calm. As an advertising professional, he knew this was just the beginning. As CCTV's influence grew, ten years later, advertising on CCTV, even for a few seconds, would cost hundreds of thousands or even millions per month.

The price Rungshengyuan got now was practically a bargain.

"Alright, I'll take it." Zhao Fusheng didn't stand on ceremony; it was his due reward.

"By the way, what are your plans lately?" Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng had been tinkering with something on his computer, and she was curious, but since he didn't say, she didn't want to ask too much.

With a slight smile, Zhao Fusheng said, "I'm planning to buy a computer. Um, do you know anyone?"

"Buying a computer?" Zheng Yao thought for a moment, "No, but Bai Jie probably knows someone. Her computer was bought through an acquaintance."

Hearing the name Bai Jie now, Zhao Fusheng didn't have as many thoughts. He nodded: "Then help me ask, and later pick a computer with decent specs."

"Okay, I'll make a call and ask." Zheng Yao's personality was like that—impetuous, doing things as soon as they came to mind.

She took out her Xiaolingtong and called Bai Jie. After a few words, she hung up and said to Zhao Fusheng, "She has a friend named Su Xia who's in the computer business now. She'll call and ask."

"Oh..." Zhao Fusheng blinked, inexplicably feeling that the name was also familiar.

Soon, Bai Jie called back, giving Zheng Yao a phone number, saying that if they went to the computer mall to buy a computer, they could call this number; she had already put in a word.

"So, want to go check it out today?" Zheng Yao asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng thought it over. His webpage would be up soon, and he couldn't hang around Zheng Yao's office every day, since maintaining the website was a long-term task. He nodded: "Let's go. Since we have time today, if it's suitable, I'll buy one."

They drove to the computer mall. Zheng Yao called Su Xia, and soon they met her.

Su Xia looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She and Bai Jie had grown up in the same compound. After graduating from university, she worked as an English teacher at a middle school. Three years ago, she and her husband chose to dive into business, and in recent years, they had been in the computer assembly business, making a decent living.

By modern standards, Su Xia could be considered a beauty. She had a good figure, fair skin, a rosy complexion that exuded a unique charm, eyes like autumn water, and a faint smile always on her lips, making her look much younger than her age. At over 1.6 meters tall, with permed shoulder-length hair and tight stretch pants outlining her full lower body curves, she gave an impression of being both plump and tender, well-proportioned and sexy. Her long, shapely thighs were temptingly distracting.

"Xiao Jie's friends are my friends. If you need anything, just say so," Su Xia said to Zheng Yao with a smile.

Zheng Yao nodded and pointed at Zhao Fusheng: "My younger brother wants to buy a computer. Could you take a look?"

Only then did Su Xia look at Zhao Fusheng. Her eyes lit up, and she chuckled, "Little handsome, what kind of computer do you want?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at her smile and felt an inexplicable flutter. He discreetly glanced around and said, "Something with decent specs, priced around seven thousand."

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Su Xia was momentarily stunned. She hadn't expected this young man to be such an expert.