Chapter 1124: No Sand in the Eyes

It’s said that a child’s nature is set by age three. Grandpa once told Zhao’s dad that Zhao Fusheng was a child who wouldn’t tolerate sand in his eyes. Even after growing up and facing all kinds of setbacks, whenever he encountered injustice, nine times out of ten he would step in. Even after so many failures and hardships, when his life could be described as destitute, he still had his own bottom line and principles.

When he met an elderly scavenger, if he had any bread or snacks on him, he would hand them over. In winter, if he encountered a fruit seller with only a little left, he would buy it all and take it home.

This wasn’t hypocrisy. It was just that, as a nobody, even if he couldn’t punish evil and promote good, at the very least he shouldn’t harm others. Helping others within his ability wasn’t a bad thing.

And now, Zhao Fusheng’s capabilities were far greater than in his previous life.

So, when he heard Zhang Qian say he had received a note, Zhao Fusheng knew he couldn’t stand by and do nothing.

Many people are like that—they say they’re cold-hearted and won’t sacrifice for others, but when the moment comes, they act without hesitation in ways that surprise everyone.

A hero isn’t made by words, not by being a keyboard warrior arguing with people online all day, but by actually doing something real.

“What note?”

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow and asked Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian gave a wry smile, and while driving, handed Zhao Fusheng a piece of paper.

Zhao Fusheng unfolded the carefully folded note and froze when he saw it.

There were only two words on it, written in neat Chinese: “Help!”

“What do we do?” Zhang Qian asked Zhao Fusheng.

This was a choice. After all, the note’s origin was unclear—just a waitress who handed it to Zhang Qian when no one was looking. If it was real, fine, but what if it was a trap set by the other side?

One should never have the heart to harm others, but always be wary of being harmed. Especially at such a sensitive time, Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Qian had to be careful. What if Tong Zhenbang had arranged it beforehand to test them? That would be trouble.

Zhao Fusheng held the note, silent for a long time. Finally, he said, “Stop the car!”

Zhang Qian was startled and instinctively hit the brakes, then looked at Zhao Fusheng: “You…”

Taking a deep breath, a smile crept onto Zhao Fusheng’s lips: “Turn back!”

Hearing those words, Zhang Qian was stunned for a moment, then heard Zhao Fusheng say, “We’ll handle this ourselves, without involving the police.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but then suddenly realized that maybe Zhao Fusheng’s approach was the most appropriate.

Because no matter how they handled it, the note had become a hot potato.

If they chose to call the police, Tong Zhenbang would suspect they had long been in contact with the authorities, which would do no good for their previous efforts and might even ruin everything.

But if they turned a blind eye, neither Zhang Qian nor Zhao Fusheng could get past it in their hearts. They weren’t the kind of people with hearts of stone.

So Zhao Fusheng’s choice was undoubtedly the most suitable.

That’s right—they would handle it themselves.

“Wait for me outside the door. I’ll sneak in and see if I can get the person out,” Zhang Qian said as he turned the car around.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed: “Why sneak in?”

“Huh?” This time it was Zhang Qian’s turn to be dumbfounded. If not sneaking in, were they going to charge in with a big show to rescue someone?

Chuckling softly, Zhao Fusheng said slowly, “No need to be sneaky. We’ll just walk in openly.”

With that, he pulled out his phone and dialed Tong Zhenbang’s number.

“Chairman Zhao, something on your mind?” Tong Zhenbang’s surprised voice came through. He was puzzled that Zhao Fusheng was calling him again.

After all, in his impression, Zhao Fusheng wasn’t the type to initiate contact.

Tong Zhenbang was actually quite sharp. He could see that Zhao Fusheng was wary of him, so he didn’t try to develop a personal relationship, accurately defining their relationship as business partners.

“Yeah, a small matter,” Zhao Fusheng said slowly.

Then, lowering his tone, he said word by word, “Mr. Tong, you mentioned earlier that the club where we met was opened by a friend of yours, right?”

Tong Zhenbang was taken aback: “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. If Mr. Tong hasn’t left yet, let’s meet at the club entrance. There’s something I need your help with.” After saying this, Zhao Fusheng hung up, leaving Tong Zhenbang bewildered.

Zhang Qian was also a bit confused. While driving, he hesitated, then finally said to Zhao Fusheng, “Are you planning to take a risk?”

He could roughly guess Zhao Fusheng’s intention, but if they really did that, it would be somewhat risky.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: “Not really a risk. Whether it’s Tong Zhenbang’s doing or not, we’re not wrong in handling it this way. By putting things on the table, we put them in a difficult position.”

Then he sneered, “Don’t forget, they’re still counting on me to launder their money.”

Zhang Qian said nothing, understanding well why Zhao Fusheng was so confident.

Because to Tong Zhenbang and those behind him, Zhao Fusheng’s value was enormous. Without any handling fees, he could launder a hundred million US dollars, and after a year, that money would appreciate by at least thirty million. Only a fool would refuse.

Was Tong Zhenbang a fool?

Obviously, the guy was as cunning as a fox—how could he not see that?

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng’s position was truly crucial to Tong Zhenbang and the criminal organization behind him.

That was why Zhao Fusheng was so emboldened. He knew clearly that as long as he didn’t reveal his cooperation with the police, no matter what he did, Tong Zhenbang would likely swallow it for the sake of the bigger picture.

“Bring the knife.”

As they got out of the car, Zhao Fusheng suddenly said to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian was startled, then nodded, pulling out a triangular bayonet from under the passenger seat.

Since he started driving for Zhao Fusheng, he rarely got into fights. But after Zhao Fusheng agreed to help Cao Jianguo, Zhang Qian specifically found a bayonet and kept it in the car.

Cao Jianguo knew about this and agreed. After all, Zhao Fusheng was essentially acting as an undercover agent for him. If anything went wrong, no one could bear the responsibility.

Cao Jianguo certainly wanted to make a contribution, but he had at least a basic sense of responsibility and knew he couldn’t joke with Zhao Fusheng’s safety.

Now, Zhang Qian had made up his mind: if things went south, he would risk his life to protect Zhao Fusheng and fight their way out!