The setbacks and failures experienced in his previous life, coupled with his mental age and experience, can make Zhao Fusheng have extraordinary calmness and composure in the face of many things.

That's why he was able to come to his father calmly and calmly talk about things that seemed big to others.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Dad Zhao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked strangely.

It should be a very important thing for the son to find himself so solemnly.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I remembered that my mother said that you took out a loan in the bank, the other party is not reliable, don't accidentally make a mistake, when the bank collects the money, we will be in trouble." ”

Dad Zhao frowned: "What did your mother say?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "She told me about the trustee finding the loan, and I figured out the rest by myself." ”

"Stinky boy, grow up. Dad Zhao smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

"Really?" Zhao Fusheng frowned, obviously surprised by his father's attitude, because he could see that his father was really not worried.

"What's the matter, your dad still has to report to you when he does something?" Zhao's father stretched out his hand and knocked on his son's head: "Stinky boy, I really think I don't understand anything." ”

"Dad, what do you mean......" Zhao Fusheng hesitated for a moment and looked at his father in surprise.

Zhao's father smiled: "I know, aren't you just worried that someone is behind your back?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "The business is too hot, I'm always afraid that someone will be red." ”

"Silly boy, your father eats more salt than you eat, can I not think of anything you can think of?" Dad Zhao said: "The loan was made by me from our old company commander, and his lover is the vice president of our city construction bank." ”

it!

Zhao Fusheng was dumbfounded, no matter what, he didn't expect that his father would still have this relationship. But if you think about it, it's normal.

After all, my father has so many comrades-in-arms, not necessarily everyone will become a big man.

In fact, the relationships between comrades-in-arms and classmates are particularly interesting in many cases, deducting those good friends who are sincere and affectionate, most of these relationships are good for you, and you will naturally be able to have a group of friends who are similar to you.

It's like Zhao's father, if he didn't want to open such a big deal, he might see the old company commander, at most he would just salute and drink a glass of wine.

But he showed enough strength, which has room for maneuver.

The vice president needs to find someone to take out a loan, and Zhao's father needs a loan, although there may be some procedures in the middle that are not very reasonable, but for this kind of win-win thing, no one will not open their eyes to oppose it.

The so-called special affairs are like this most of the time.

"Not only that, but you and Uncle Chen also went to the armed forces department in the city. Zhao's father said lightly: "Didn't you notice, a group of security guards have been added to the supermarket, and these are all veterans this year." There are also cashiers in the supermarket, including the cleaning workers, all of whom are military martyrs' families, all in all, our shopping mall is now a military-civilian joint construction unit, and a few days ago, the logistics department of the military sub-district also contacted me to thank me for donating rice and noodles to them. ”

After speaking, Zhao's father looked at Zhao Fusheng with a smile on his face: "How is it, son, is there anything else you want to say now?"

"High! It's really high!" Zhao Fusheng looked at his seemingly honest father, gave a thumbs up, and praised him sincerely.

He really didn't expect that his father had already prepared.

In these years, once something involves the troops, it has a different meaning, for many people, it is just a shopping mall, and it is not possible to offend someone who should not be offended because of this.

"Alright, let's go home. Zhao's father waved his hand and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Don't keep thinking nonsense, what do you do all day long, go to school hard, do you hear?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded, this is his father's style, the sour smell last night must have been instructed by his mother from behind.

"Come on, you're busy, I'll go out for a walk. Zhao Fusheng said to Zhao's father.

Originally, he wanted to give his father an idea, but he was taught a lesson by his father, and Zhao Fusheng felt that the face of the reborn was about to be lost by himself.

Hey, the reborn also want to save face, okay!

As soon as he left his father's office, Zhao Fusheng's phone rang, and he was in a very unhappy mood before picking up the phone without looking: "Hey, which one?"

"Yo, who made our Zhao Planner angry?" Wang Zhonglei's voice sounded in the microphone, which surprised Zhao Fusheng.

"Mr. Wang, who are you?" Zhao Fusheng frowned and asked a little strangely.

For the Wang family brothers, although they didn't say anything on the surface, Zhao Fusheng was very defensive in his heart, after all, these two were serious businessmen. To put it bluntly, what people pursue is interests, so friendship or something, it must not be useful to them, and they are not Feng Cannon, so they can have such a big face.

Speaking of Feng Dacang, Zhao Fusheng actually failed to find this person, the director of Huayi's New Year comedy in the past two years is named Ma Dajun.

The world changes, and there are always some people who disappear quietly.

"There's something I want to ask Planning Zhao to help. Wang Zhonglei didn't go around in circles, and directly explained his intention to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng is a little strange, what can make Wang Zhonglei talk to himself?

Could it be advertising?

"Mr. Wang said that it doesn't matter, if I can help, I will definitely help. Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Yes, I have a friend who undoubtedly saw some of the manuscripts you left in Haidong and wanted to meet you. Wang Zhonglei said a little helplessly.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned: "My manuscript, stay in Haidong?"

He really didn't remember what he left behind in Haidong, when he locked himself in the hotel room to write the script of "Infernal Affairs", and the whole person was in a state of confusion.

"Yes, it's a small story, but it seems that you are not satisfied and threw it on the table......" Wang Zhonglei said very embarrassed.

Zhao Fusheng's brows furrowed even deeper, he didn't understand what Wang Zhonglei meant by his speech.

What's more, Zhao Fusheng really can't remember what the story is, because when he wrote the script in those days, he was really dizzy, after all, he is not a professional, and the entire script is recalled by the movies he has watched, and that feeling is very tiring.

"Let's talk about it, Wang Zhonglei wanted to know what you wrote, so he sent someone to collect the garbage in your room, and found a synopsis of the story, I am very interested, I want to meet you!"

At this time, another rich man's voice suddenly came from the phone, even through the microphone, Zhao Fusheng could feel the rough aura.