"Why did you remember to call me?"

On the other side of the phone, a person's voice was quite surprised, obviously, he didn't expect that Zhao Fusheng would actually call him.

"Why, Mr. Han is busy now. Zhao Fusheng said lightly.

"Zhao Fusheng, you have something to say, don't bring such a burying person. On the other side of the phone, Han Bin said helplessly: "If you call me by name, I think the two of us can continue to chat, if you call me Mr. Han, why don't I give you my father's phone, and you two have a good chat?"

That's right, Zhao Fusheng's call was made to Han Bin.

As the general agent of Aipu mobile phones in China, Han Bin is now proud, relying on Zhao Fusheng's advertising planning, Aipu has become the mobile phone with the largest domestic sales share, and the Han family has naturally completed the whitewashing strategy.

In fact, this is a very normal thing, many rich and wealthy tycoons in China, which one has a lot of black history, and there are only a handful of people who have really reached the pinnacle of success cleanly and innocently.

And the relationship between Zhao Fusheng and Han Bin is not very good, it can only be regarded as good.

Some people often think that if there is another person's phone, a few meals, and a few chats, two people are friends. In fact, that's at all, the so-called friends don't mean that the two of you know each other's names, but when one of them has something, the other person will help no matter how difficult it is.

"There is a project, I don't know if your company is interested. Zhao Fusheng didn't go around in any circles, and told Han Bin straightforwardly what he meant.

Han Bin is a person who has a deep heart for the city, and he is not as bold as he seems on the surface.

Don't look at him yelling and acting like a foodie all day long, he likes to eat, drink and have fun all day long, but if anyone really thinks of him as a fool, then he is a real fool.

"Project?" Han Bin was a little strange and asked puzzledly: "In addition to advertising planning, you are also planning to engage in projects now?"

In his impression, Zhao Fusheng's advertising planning is undoubtedly top-notch, but when it comes to doing business and making money, Han Bin really doesn't take Zhao Fusheng seriously.

Smiling lightly, Zhao Fusheng said, "It's a project that my father did, and I think you can participate if you want." ”

"Huh?"

Han Bin was stunned for a moment, he figured out a little taste, it seemed that Zhao Fusheng had something to say.

"Are you in Ninghai?"

After a while, Han Bin asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I'll wait for you for three days, if you don't come within three days, I'll find someone else, and I won't be able to make money then, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

After saying this, Zhao Fusheng hung up the phone directly, not giving Han Bin a chance to speak again.

On the other side of the phone, Han Bin didn't speak for a long time holding the phone, his brows furrowed tightly, he didn't understand, where did Zhao Fusheng get his confidence, he was so confident.

"Could it be that this guy really has any projects to make a lot of money?" Han Bin sat there, thinking carefully.

If it was a year ago, he wouldn't have believed Zhao Fusheng's words at all, and even sneered at Zhao Fusheng as a liar, but the problem is that because of Zhao Fusheng's planning, Aipu mobile phones are now selling well, and the entire Han family has now completely gone ashore and completed the transformation from a smuggling predator to a charity entrepreneur.

Han Bin knows very well that there are few young people who can be praised by his father, even if he is himself, he is a hairless waste in his father's mouth, but for Zhao Fusheng, his father respects him.

"Prepare, I'll fly to Ninghai tomorrow. Thinking of this, Han Bin instructed the secretary who was still trying to swallow under him.

"Hmm......" A muffled voice of promise sounded.

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Chang'an Avenue is definitely one of the most prosperous areas in Ninghai, with a steady stream of people during the day and a bright and lively scene in the evening.

Although it is already winter, but seeing that tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, the chill in the air does not make people fearful, for many young people, going out to play does not need to consider the time and season at all, the only thing to care about is who is the person around you.

As night falls, neon lights flicker on both sides of the street, attracting the attention of pedestrians and unconsciously decorating the entire street.

Pedestrians are mostly young people, and they talk as they go, talking about which food is the specialty, and where the clothes are the best-looking. There are also couples who hold hands intimately and smile and talk about the interesting things that happened to each other today, or the movie they just watched.

All in all, walking here, you don't feel a trace of decay, and everywhere is filled with the vigorous vitality and vigor of a city.

Zhao Fusheng stood at the door of Wanda Mall, raised his head, and glanced at the building.

But he sighed softly in his heart.

Once upon a time, I also thought about whether my father could take this opportunity as a springboard to become the kind of giant businessman who was the richest man in his previous life.

But it turns out that things in this world are never decided by wishful thinking.

In other words, even if he defeats Ma Qianli this time, there will be Niu Qianli in the future, Zhang Baili will come out, what will my father do when the time comes?

For Zhao Fusheng, his gaze never just stayed on Ninghai, because he knew very well what his advantages were.

But after all, it is about his father, I heard my mother say that my father didn't sleep all night last night, and his eyes were red when he got up in the morning, so it is conceivable that it is not an easy thing for him to make these decisions now.

"A bunch of bastards!" Zhao Fusheng's eyes gradually became cold when he almost gritted his teeth and said these four words.

Since some people are ungrateful and don't think about the friendship that their father took them to start a business, Zhao Fusheng has no need to save face for them.

"Why are you here?"

At this time, a sedan stopped beside Zhao Fusheng, and a few figures walked down from the car, and Han Bin, who was the leader, walked up to Zhao Fusheng and asked strangely.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "The project I want to introduce to you is here, of course I have to make an appointment here." ”

"Huh?" Han Bin looked confused, looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely, he felt a little inexplicable more and more, Zhao Fusheng, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?