The perfect future of rebirth

So many times, when Zhao Fusheng thinks about problems, he is often no different from other people. He wants to make more money, his family is healthy, and he wants to stay with the one he loves.

Well, well, he really didn't expect that Cao Jianguo didn't know Zhang Qian's identity.

Zhao Fusheng thought that Director Cao had already investigated him.

Facts have proved that Zhihu's sentence is still very reasonable.

You thought you were hurt by the whole world?

Don't make trouble, the world has never paid attention to you, everything is just your own wishful thinking there.

"You driver, do you have a story?" Cao Jianguo looked at Zhang Qian strangely when he heard Zhao Fusheng's question, and then said to Zhao Fusheng: "Let me tell you, don't make any complaints against me. , Our anti-narcotics department does not accept petitions."

Zhao Fusheng burst out laughing, he really didn't realize that Director Cao still has such a sense of humor, and his words can be so funny.

"No, he was a soldier, he should have been on the battlefield, and the number and so on are kept secret." Zhao Fusheng explained to Cao Jianguo: "I thought you had already investigated the people around me."

Looking at him speechlessly, Cao Jianguo twitched his lips: "Stop watching Hong Kong movies and novels, they are all deceptive. We have so much free time to investigate your driver."

While talking, he said to Zhao Fusheng: "Since there are confidentiality regulations, then I won't ask. But you remember, be careful, don't let Tong Zhenbang discover your identity. If there is any accident, use your own Safety comes first."

This is the third time he has repeated this sentence. Although it is a cliché, Zhao Fusheng still feels very comfortable in his heart, and nodded: "I know, don't worry."

Cao Jianguo thought for a while, took out a piece of paper, took out a pen and wrote a set of numbers on it, handed it to Zhao Fusheng, and said to him: "This number, please remember that if you are in danger later, call this number, Someone will help you."

"Dragon group?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile, thinking of the novels he had read in his previous life.

"what?"

Cao Jianguo's face was blank, obviously he didn't understand Zhao Fusheng's stalk at all, and Zhao Fusheng remembered that online novels have just started now, Qidian Chinese.com, which is known as the largest and most powerful website in Chinese online literature, has just been established not long ago. It has only been about a year since it was acquired by Shengda Technology.

Many young people pay attention to these novels, and Cao Jianguo is obviously not in that age group.

So, Zhao Fusheng shook his head lightly, smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just a joke."

After sending Cao Jianguo away, Zhao Fusheng didn't go upstairs right away. The weather in the capital in summer was good. Sitting on the bench in the community, Zhao Fusheng looked at the people who walked by him from time to time with a peaceful smile on his face.

"To be honest, sometimes I wonder if I'm crazy to do such a dangerous thing." Zhao Fusheng sat there, smiled, and said to Zhang Qian who didn't know when he was standing behind him.

Zhang Qian didn't say a word. In his opinion, Zhao Fusheng wasn't asking himself this question at all, so he didn't need to answer it at all.

I have to admit that in a strict sense, Zhang Qian still knows Zhao Fusheng very well.

Sure enough, Zhao Fusheng didn't wait for Zhang Qian to answer himself, smiled and said: "I dare not let the baby know about this, otherwise she will definitely talk about me for a long time."

Zhang Qian thought about Fan Baobao's temper, nodded his head, and agreed.

In terms of understanding women, Zhang Qian had to admit that compared with Zhao Fusheng, there was a big gap between him and Zhao Fusheng.

"Okay, no matter how much it is, the bait has already been cast, and it doesn't count if we don't take the bait." Zhao Fusheng stood up, stretched his body, looked at Zhang Qian, and said with a smile: " In the past few days, ask Dong Guoxiang if anyone has contacted him about Kaixin.com."

Zhang Qian nodded: "I see."

In any case, Zhao Fusheng still had his own business to do, so he really didn't have any more time to waste.

Even Cao Jianguo had to agree with this point, so he just invited Zhao Fusheng to assist the public security agency in handling the case, instead of ordering Zhao Fusheng to do things for himself.

After all, although Zhao Fusheng is not a public figure nowadays, he is at least a young entrepreneur.

People's social status is often related to identity.

Especially after the reform and opening up, a person's social status is often linked to the amount of wealth he owns. Except for those pillars of the country who are willing to contribute to the country and the nation, most ordinary people in this society are left to see whether a person is successful. The standard is to find out how much money someone has.

Otherwise, why would the son of a certain richest man in the future be able to become the husband of the nation, the disciplinary inspection committee who is known as the all over the entertainment industry, in the final analysis, because he has a rich father.

In front of a huge wealth empire, most of the media, or most of the ordinary people, have to bend their waists.

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When Fan Baobao came back in the evening, Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Qian were in business as usual, and they couldn't tell that they had just met some vicious criminals today.

"Are you free recently?"

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng had eaten, Fan Baobao sat on the sofa and watched TV, and asked in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng raised his head and blinked: "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Fan Baobao said angrily: "Recently, you have been so well-behaved. You go to and from get off work on time, and you don't go out to talk about things at night, and you don't usually see you wandering around. It's strange."

Hearing her words, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he never felt that this girl was boasting.

But he knew that Fan Baobao was just curious.

"Actually not. I'm thinking about selling Kaixin.com and investing in US stocks." Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and said to Fan Baobao: "What do you think, if, I mean, if, your mobile phone can access the Internet Chatting, you can also browse the web and listen to music, do you still use a computer?"

what?

Confused, Fan Baobao was silent for a moment, paused for about ten seconds, and then said hesitantly: "Probably not. If a mobile phone has these functions, how is it different from a computer?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes, if that's the case, the difference between a computer and a mobile phone is not that big."

"Oh, stop thinking about it, it's impossible, what are you thinking about so much?" Seeing that Zhao Fusheng was slightly absent-minded, Fan Baobao knocked him on the head.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and shook his head: "It's not impossible, but very possible."

Fan Baobao frowned slightly: "You mean, someone is already doing it?"

Obviously, if Zhao Fusheng didn't know something, he wouldn't say that.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "The United States is developing this project. Believe me, it won't be long. If you go to an Internet cafe, you can only see people playing games, and you can no longer see people surfing the Internet."

When Fan Baobao heard this, he was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize: "Isn't the business of Internet cafes going to disappear?"

"Maybe." Zhao Fusheng smiled, but said nothing.

"By the way, are you still writing that script?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng, remembering something.

The script she mentioned was what Zhao Fusheng told Jiang Wen when he was filming "Soldier Assault". Not only that, Zhao Fusheng also promised Fan Baobao to play a very important role.

For this reason, Fan Baobao was "submerged" by him.

"Ahem..." Recalling this incident, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help coughing dryly.

"What's the matter, you don't plan to write anymore?" Fan Baobao stared at Zhao Fusheng with her big eyes. Obviously, if Zhao Fusheng dared to say no to writing, she could transform into a female tyrannosaurus in minutes, and let Zhao Fusheng know I know why the flowers are so red.