The perfect future of rebirth

After chatting for a long time, Zhao Fusheng didn't talk about the topic, and Ma Xiaoyun was almost bored to death.

Fortunately, before he lost his patience, Zhao Fusheng finally got down to business.

"Chairman Ma, how much do you think the Ali shares in my hand will eventually rise to?"

Zhao Fusheng said to Ma Xiaoyun with a smile.

Ma Xiaoyun was startled, but did not speak.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "Relax, relax, I have no other meaning."

As he said that, Zhao Fusheng shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Ma can think about it. In fact, I'm a good talker."

Ma Xiaoyun still didn't say anything, just sat there, not knowing what to think.

He didn't seem to be in the mood that he was talking and laughing just now.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything else, just picked up the teacup with a light smile.

Obviously, this is serving tea to the guests.

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"What were you talking about?"

After Ma Xiaoyun left, Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng curiously.

"It's nothing."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "He can't be the master."

"what?"

Dong Chenxi was a little strange: "What do you mean, he can't be the master, what do you mean, there is someone behind him?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Sure, otherwise, why do you think he is like this?"

Some things don’t need to be considered too carefully. A little comparison before and after, plus some data collection, can be confirmed.

Zhao Fusheng didn't deliberately think about it before, but now it seems that, not to mention, some speculations made by the public in his previous life may not be groundless.

Behind this boss Ma, I am afraid it is not that simple.

"You mean, he is a white glove?" Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Dong Chenxi was dumbfounded.

Dong Chenxi really didn't expect Ma Xiaoyun to have such an identity.

"Who knows?"

Zhao Fusheng shrugged. With his and Dong Chenxi's relationship network, in fact, if he deliberately investigates, maybe he can really find out something.

After all, in this kind of thing, there will always be some clues leaked.

But the problem is, it doesn't make sense to do so.

Once noticed by others, the other party may misunderstand and feel that they have other plans.

In this case, Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to do such a boring thing.

Just like what he said to Ma Xiaoyun, he is a businessman, easy to talk, as long as he makes money.

As for other things, it doesn't matter to him at all.

Dong Chenxi curled her lips, knowing that Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to say this, so she didn't ask any further.

She's not stupid. Curiosity really kills people when doing business.Those who like to inquire about nothing have no good end in the end.

"By the way, when do you plan to start reorganizing the company?"

Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng casually.

This matter was discussed by them before. Seeing that Zhao Fusheng has not moved in the past few days, Dong Chenxi thought that Zhao Fusheng had changed his mind.

Facts have proved that Zhao Fusheng will not change his mind so easily.

Hearing Dong Chenxi's question, Zhao Fusheng said lightly: "I've already arranged someone to make a plan, what, what do you think?"

Dong Chenxi nodded, not hiding his intentions from him: "I think there are a few good people at the headquarters, and I plan to act first."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes and was helpless with her words.

Each of these people has their own little calculations.

But it's right to think about it. If everyone is dedicated to the public, that would be a strange thing.

What kind of human nature is, Zhao Fusheng is too clear.

However, Zhao Fusheng did not intend to test any loyalty. From ancient times to the present, the human heart has always been unable to stand the test.

"As you like."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and didn't bother to say anything.

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Instead of staying here, Zhao Fusheng chatted with Dong Chenxi for a few words before returning home.

This matter about Ma Xiaoyun really worried him at the beginning, but as time went on, Zhao Fusheng thought about it.

I am not a god, so what does it have to do with me if there is someone behind Ma Xiaoyun?

My purpose is to keep the shares in my hand so that nothing will happen when I get out.

Now it seems that it is not bad.

Judging from Ma Xiaoyun's performance in front of him, he didn't seem to think about what to do to him.

In this case, that is the best result.

Everyone is fine.

Otherwise, Zhao Fusheng really has nothing to do with him.

After resting at home for a few days, Zhao Fusheng handed over the integration of the group to Zheng Yao.