Sitting on the plane, Zhao Fusheng looked at the city that was gradually getting smaller and smaller under the fuselage, and his mood was very different.

Some people say that growing up is a painful thing, because we don't necessarily gain something, but we will definitely lose something, and probably all the mistakes in life are destined.

The plane made a buzzing sound, passing through the clouds, Zhao Fusheng closed his eyes, but in his mind was the city that was gradually small in his sight just now, in his memory, Ninghai had to gradually have a rapid development from the beginning of 06 years, before that, although it was the fourth largest city in the province, but in fact, Ninghai had fallen to seven or eight places in the entire province.

Zhao Fusheng sometimes thinks about what kind of impact his little butterfly will have on the city, after all, in the original historical trajectory, it was not until the year he graduated from college that Ninghai had its first large supermarket, and the name is not very clear, either called RT-Mart or Dafuyuan.

Zhao Fusheng thought that at that time, he left home to go to Beijing, riding a green train, shuttling through the mountains, there were many people in the hard sleeper car, the noise of children, and the noise of various local dialects.

At that time, Beijing was the place where dreams began for many people, and people poured into Beijing from all directions amid the roar of the trains, eager to realize their ideals there.

Zhao Fusheng remembered very well that before getting in the car, he said to his father who came to see him off, "A good man has ambitions in all directions", but after getting in the car, he was so far away from home for the first time, but he burst into tears.

And now, Zhao Fusheng didn't let his father send him, although the father and son said the same thing during the New Year, but everything is already wrong.

Zhao Fusheng in his previous life was actually very impulsive at this age, and he did things with enthusiasm, but now, although he is still in his early twenties, he has matured.

Zhao Fusheng clearly knows what he has and what he needs, and in his previous life, such thoughts can only appear in those who have no pursuit of the future in their own years, and can only miss the past.

But now Zhao Fusheng is only in his third year of college, and he still has countless opportunities to create a better future of his own and make up for all his regrets and helplessness.

This is an era when there are no heroes, and girls hope that their lover will be a hero of the world, like the legend says, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to marry them home.

But they don't know what kind of price and effort an ordinary person needs to pay if he wants to get ahead in such an era. There are some places that ordinary people can not achieve, or even if they reach that point, the price they may pay is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Zhao Fusheng knows that the world will become more and more pure, and people's thinking will become more and more open.

In the past, the world was full of warmth, and it seemed that Darwin's law of the jungle of natural selection did not apply to human society, but with the increasing development of the economy, material has gradually become an important weight in the emotional balance, and an ordinary person needs to give all his efforts and energy if he wants to succeed.

Although, doing so may be covered in bruises.

But in front of Zhao Fusheng, who was holding a bunch of bombs in his hand and was calm, everything seemed to be possible.

There was a crisp and pleasant reminder voice from the flight attendant on the plane, Zhao Fusheng slowly opened his eyes, refused the lunch provided by the flight attendant for himself, and said to her with a smile: "Please give me a glass of water, thank you." ”

Drinking clear water with a hint of coolness, Zhao Fusheng's eyes turned to the window, and in a few hours, he would arrive in Shanghai.

Handing the water cup to the flight attendant, Zhao Fusheng put on his blindfold and closed his eyes again, before arriving in Shanghai, he needed to recuperate.

He is not like the young man next to him, he is very interested in the beautiful women around him, and he is actually talking to people.

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When the plane landed, Zhao Fusheng raised his head, felt the vibration from the descent of the plane, looked at the time, turned on his mobile phone, and found that there were several text messages from Zheng Yao in it, glanced at it, then shook his head, found her phone number and dialed it.

"I'm in Shanghai. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile: "So don't think about talking to me." ”

Zheng Yao rolled her eyes: "I said, you are a person, as for hiding so far?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "I have already laid the foundation for future advertising for you, plus I will continue to stay in the company, so you can't always expect me to inject capital into the company, blood transfusion is not as good as hematopoiesis, I think you should know this truth." ”

Zheng Yao's purpose in contacting him was very simple, because he heard from Dong Chenxi that Zhao Fusheng and Wang Zhenlong's website had made a lot of money, and Zheng Yao had the idea of this money again.

She was still wondering where Zhao Fusheng got so much money to buy a villa, and at that time she actually believed that Zhao Fusheng was the money for the script, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that something was wrong, Zhao Fusheng was not the kind of person who spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy a house if he had 200,000 yuan.

Later, I heard about the truth of the matter from Dong Chenxi, and I was immediately tempted by this money.

Unlike Zhao Fusheng, who plans to bloom more, Zheng Yao is bent on making future advertising bigger. In her opinion, it is useless for Zhao Fusheng to keep so much money, it is better to invest in the company.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words at this moment, Zheng Yao understood that it seemed that Zhao Fusheng had other ideas.

"What are you doing in Shanghai?" Since Zhao Fusheng had made such a clear statement, Zheng Yao naturally didn't want to say much, but she was still a little strange.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "When I see a friend, I will do some personal things by the way." ”

"Oooh. Well, when you come back, I'll wait for you in Binzhou, there's a plan, you give me a thought, check it. Zheng Yao said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, since Zheng Yao said so, it seems that he has made a good plan, and he needs to help determine it.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng took his luggage, got off the plane with the flow of people, and when he came to the exit gate, he didn't see Tan Kaixuan.

Thinking about it, I remembered that at this time, Shanghai did not have Pudong Airport, or rather, the newly built airport could not be officially put into use until seven or eight years later, and naturally there was no subway line running through the city. Of course, there are still subways, but now only Line 1 is in operation, and Line 2 will not be in service until this summer.

Standing there, Zhao Fusheng took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Tan Kaixuan.

At this time, the two young people who were sitting next to him on the plane also happened to appear next to Zhao Fusheng.

"Well, can you tell my mom your phone number?" The young man seemed to have a good family condition, wearing a famous brand, and the hiking bag he was carrying must be at least a few thousand yuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm flying back to Sydney soon......" The girl looks pretty good, her face is delicate, but her mouth is Southern Mandarin, which sounds weird.

"Oh, what kind of plane?" asked the young man curiously.

The girl glanced at him: "The first class." ”

After saying this, the girl walked straight into the distance, obviously not wanting to pay attention to this person.

Zhao Fusheng thought it was very interesting, after all, in his opinion, this kind of thing was undoubtedly very naïve and interesting, at least he would definitely not be able to do such an act at his age.

Seeing that the young man was checking something on the side, Zhao Fusheng shook his head and dialed Tan Kaixuan's mobile phone: "Where are you?"

"Don't mention it, there is a traffic jam on the road, I'll be there right away, you wait for me. ”

Tan Kaixuan said angrily, he was a little late when he came out of home, but he was stuck in traffic halfway and was actually late.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Okay, then you hurry up, I know." ”

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng walked in the direction of the exit that Tan Kaixuan said, and just as he passed by a ticket window, he heard the young man just now say to the conductor: "Excuse me, which is the earliest flight to Xining?"