Chapter 0069: Riding High

Zhu Yushi was actually a man with a heavy gambling streak. Looking back at his rise to wealth, many times he liked to burn his bridges, take unconventional paths, cut off his own retreat, and bet everything.

And this time, in Zhao Fusheng's view, it was clear that he intended to stake his future on himself.

President Zhu, your trust makes me feel a bit humbled.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Zhu Yushi and said with a smile.

At first, meeting such a big shot made him a little nervous, but then he noticed a few white hairs on the other's forehead and suddenly realized that Zhu Yushi at this moment was not yet the revered marketing guru of later years.

He was just an entrepreneur who had just gone bankrupt, was starting a second venture, owned a health product company with some fame in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang region, and was eager to break into the national market.

Or rather, at this moment, Zhu Yushi was desperately longing to make a comeback.

At such a time, Zhao Fusheng found that he might have more confidence than Zhu Yushi.

Because he was a reborn man, he could see farther and higher than Zhu Yushi.

Many times, people always feel anxious. In fact, so-called anxiety is nothing but fear of the future. And what truly determines how far a person can go is their multidimensional competitiveness.

This multidimensionality represents the entire dimension of life, including breadth, which refers to experience and insight; depth, which refers to the cultivation of knowledge; height, which refers to philosophical thought; thickness, which refers to the沉淀 of life; grace, which refers to cultural cultivation; precision, which refers to professional skills; strength, which refers to determination and perseverance; and magnanimity, which refers to vision and realm.

And where Zhao Fusheng surpassed the vast majority of people was that, no matter the dimension, what he possessed was deeper than others.

After all, the accumulation brought to him by time and space ultimately gave him an edge.

Teacher Zhao, to be frank, our Brain Gold company now needs an opportunity to quickly open up the market. I hope Future Advertising can provide us with this opportunity. Likewise, please believe me, the returns you can get will not disappoint you.” Zhu Yushi said sincerely, looking at Zhao Fusheng, his expression not feigned.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: “President Zhu, since this is our first meeting today, I can't give you any promises. How about this: give me three days to consider. Three days later, I'll present you with a proposal, and then we can talk. What do you think?”

Zhu Yushi nodded: “Good, it's settled.”

Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Fusheng seemed to casually mention: “President Zhu, may I ask where you plan to air this advertisement?”

Of course, on CCTV-1.” Zhu Yushi gave Zhao Fusheng a knowing smile: “Teacher Zhao, don't let me down.”

Zhao Fusheng nodded lightly and humbly saw Zhu Yushi to the door.

Watching them drive away, Zheng Yao let out a long breath and patted her chest: “Wow, he's really one of the top richest men in the country. That aura is truly intimidating.”

Then she glanced at Zhao Fusheng: “Kid, you're actually fine?”

Zhao Fusheng turned his back to her: “What's there to be afraid of? He needs us, not the other way around.”

Standing there, after thinking for ten seconds, Zheng Yao blinked and nodded: “When you put it that way, it's really true.”

Back in the office, Zheng Yao instructed Bai Jie and Qin Wentao, who were waiting at the door: “Xiao Qin, go find some information about Zhu Yushi and his companies, as well as feedback on the Brain Gold product. Bai Jie, contact some classmates in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area and see if you can dig up any useful news.”

Advertising has never been just about superficial planning; one must also consider all sorts of other factors.

As he spoke, Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Tell me, are you really going to take this job?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Do you think he'll only bet on us?"

His rhetorical question left Zheng Yao stunned, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, and she suddenly came to her senses.

Many times, people are easily blinded by the beauty in front of them. In fact, once humans enter a group, in order to gain acceptance, they often abandon some sense of right and wrong, trading a drop in IQ for that reassuring sense of belonging.

This is why many 'phoenix men' become unbelievable once they rise to prominence.

After all, the shift from being humble and cautious to acting recklessly is simply too great.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Zhu Yushi; he is a businessman, and the essence of a businessman is the pursuit of profit. So Zhao Fusheng didn't believe his seemingly sincere words at all.

To use a phrase Tan Kaixuan once said to Zhao Fusheng in his previous life: When a person in business starts pursuing profit, they have already abandoned so-called conscience and kindness.

Some might say, 'What about so-and-so who does charity?' Then let those who say that go check how that charitable person made their fortune.

Take, for example, the Hong Kong entertainment tycoon who built countless school buildings in China. Do you really think he's a philanthropist? A man who donated five hundred Hong Kong dollars to a Hong Kong charity, was stingy with his employees, yet was willing to donate hundreds of millions annually to support education in China—what's the reason?

Simple: before the handover agreement was signed, he was a knight of the British Empire.

Businessmen chase profits; those who trust businessmen will eventually be sold out.

Therefore, no matter what promises Zhu Yushi made, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, they were merely actions he was forced to take in a difficult situation.

"You mean he's casting a wide net?" Zheng Yao pressed Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "If you can, ask around and find out how many advertising agencies Zhu Yushi has approached."

Zheng Yao agreed, but in her mind, she was already considering how much to fleece Zhu Yushi.

"Alright, I'm heading back. Call me if anything comes up."

Zhao Fusheng didn't wait for Zheng Yao to say more; he turned and left.

He had never been in awe of Zheng Yao, and both of them were well aware of this. Because from the start, Zheng Yao felt that since she had run into him breaking up with his girlfriend, Zhao Fusheng treated her more like an equal friend and business partner rather than as his counselor.

In Zheng Yao's view, that was fine.

What she didn't know was that Zhao Fusheng, having left the studio, was already calculating how much money he could comfortably make from Zhu Yushi this time.

"Hmm, five hundred thousand? One million?" Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself as he walked. In his eyes, Zhu Yushi was nothing short of a human printing press.

As an adult, Zhao Fusheng understood a simple truth: no amount of chicken soup for the soul can match the sense of security a banknote provides. Less whining, more effort.

The life he wanted, he had to earn himself. So since heaven had delivered Zhu Yushi to him, if he didn't make a killing, Zhao Fusheng felt he would be letting down his restless heart.