The perfect future of rebirth

Based on what she knew about Zhao Fusheng, if he hadn't already made some decisions, he definitely wouldn't have asked him to buy the shares of Fujixun Technology.

In other words, in all likelihood, Zhao Fusheng was planning something.

"Well."

Seeing this, Zheng Yao had no choice but to nod, not to dwell on this matter anymore.

After sending Zheng Yao away, Dong Chenxi called Zhao Fusheng.

"Do you want to talk to Tan Kaixuan?" Dong Chenxi asked straight to the point.

"can."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, and said to her: "Try to keep this matter as secret as possible, and absorb it quietly, understand?"

"it is good."

Dong Chenxi nodded: "I'll arrange the manpower to start the operation."

Zhao Fusheng naturally believed in her handling methods, so he didn't say anything more.

In fact, in Zhao Fusheng's view, it is undoubtedly the most suitable time to absorb Fujixun's shares now. It will not be so easy to absorb shares after Fujixun's market value exceeds [-] billion US dollars.

No matter what you do, there is always no harm in planning ahead and making preparations in advance.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng had a bright smile on his face. He was really looking forward to what the expression on Ponima's face would be when he knew the news.

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Leaving aside the matter of Dong Chenxi's contact with Tan Kaixuan, Zhao Fusheng called Dong Guoxiang and told him to be tougher in cooperating with Tencent Technology.

Zhao Fusheng did not say the specific reason, after all, at this time, it is more appropriate to keep it secret.

Dong Guoxiang didn't ask why, he just said that he knew, turned his head, and conveyed Zhao Fusheng's meaning.

As a result, Fujixun found that the programmers of Future Technology were more difficult to deal with than before.

On April [-]th, Zhao Fusheng received a call from Tan Kaixuan.

"I really want to move the rattan news?"

Tan Kaixuan asked Zhao Fusheng directly.

After he received Dong Chenxi's call, the two quickly organized their subordinates to secretly absorb Fujixun's stock. Before he acted, he naturally had to ask Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's not that I want to move him, but that I need the equity of Fujixun, so that I can have some say on the board of directors."

"I understand."

Tan Kaixuan nodded.

He is also an old man now, so he naturally understands what Zhao Fusheng said.

Obviously, Zhao Fusheng has a plan in his heart to cooperate with Fujixun, but now he has too little equity in Fujixun and has no right to speak at all, so Zhao Fusheng has to do this secretly.

In this case, as a friend, Tan Kaixuan certainly doesn't mind helping Zhao Fusheng.

Not to mention, he himself will definitely be able to benefit from this matter.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng looked at the time and said to Wu Sijie, "Let's go to Beibei's school."

"what?"

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Wu Sijie nodded quickly.

He naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng planned to pick up Fan Beibei, but is it really appropriate to pick up someone in such a situation as the team?

But since the boss gave the order, as an assistant, he had no choice but to let the motorcade drive towards Fan Beibei's school.

Along the way, Zhao Fusheng didn't know what he was thinking while looking at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing that the Olympic Games is coming soon, there are slogans about the Olympic Games everywhere on this street. The words "Welcome to the Capital" are written in Chinese and English, flying around.

"Olympics..."

Zhao Fusheng started talking to himself.

To be honest, he agrees with this grand event that enhances national self-esteem.

As a descendant of Yan and Huang, it is a good feeling to see the five-ring flag raised in China. In my previous life, I was really proud when I saw the five-star red flag raised for the Beijing Olympic Games.

"Chairman, you said that this Olympic Games, can we win a few more gold medals?"

Wu Sijie heard Zhao Fusheng talking to himself there, and asked him with a smile.

Obviously, as a Chinese, he is also concerned about this event.

"A gold medal?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Of course it's not a big problem."

While talking, he said with a smile: "Actually, I think it doesn't matter whether you win a gold medal or not, as long as the athletes try their best, then there is no problem."

"Yeah, just do your best."

Wu Sijie also nodded, and suddenly laughed: "I hope Liu Fei can win the 110-meter hurdles this time. I don't know how his injury is."

Liu Fei?

Hearing this name, Zhao Fusheng frowned, but remembered a public case.

In the original history, Liu Fei, a Chinese men's hurdler, concealed his injury to the outside world, and finally retired from the competition, which aroused huge repercussions at that time.

If Wu Sijie hadn't mentioned it, Zhao Fusheng would have almost forgotten about it.

Although this matter had nothing to do with him, Zhao Fusheng still felt that if Liu Fei could announce his injury in advance at this time, he might not have received so much criticism.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng also knew that this was just wishful thinking. There were countless sponsors behind Liu Fei, but in terms of commercial value, those people would not allow him to expose his injuries in advance.

So, sometimes, even athletes or celebrities, they are all in the arena and can't help themselves.

No matter what your identity is, you have to face the same problem.

"Why, Chairman, you don't know him?" Wu Sijie looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely, he thought Zhao Fusheng didn't know that Liu Fei.

After all, Zhao Fusheng is busy with work every day, so it is normal not to know this kind of sports star.