Chapter 1458 Car Accident

Hu Donghai's driving skills had always been excellent.

After all, he was a former special forces soldier, and he knew that as Zhao Fusheng's driver, he had to prioritize Zhao Fusheng's safety above all else.

So most of the time, Hu Donghai drove with intense concentration.

Suddenly hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, he was stunned.

“Hit… hit it?”

Hu Donghai was somewhat surprised.

“Hit it! That car ahead, hurry!”

Zhao Fusheng shouted loudly, his expression turning quite grim.

Because not far away, a group of children had just walked out of the school.

And that car just now was swerving forward; he could clearly see the driver turning his head, apparently chatting with the beautiful woman in the passenger seat.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Hu Donghai didn't dare hesitate. He stepped on the accelerator, and the bulletproof sedan charged straight at the black BMW.

“Bang!”

“Ah!”

With a loud crash, the two cars collided violently.

Because it happened suddenly and the cars were moving when they hit, Zhao Fusheng's car struck the rear side of the BMW.

The BMW spun several times on the spot before crashing into the roadside guardrail.

Zhao Fusheng and his companions were also jolted by the impact, nearly thrown from their seats if not for grabbing onto something.

“Chairman, are you okay?”

“Boss, how are you?”

Wu Sijie and the others, the moment they regained their senses, immediately asked about Zhao Fusheng's condition, afraid he might be hurt.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. The violent collision had left him a bit dazed, but fortunately, those around him had protected him first, so he wasn't injured.

“I'm fine. Let's get out.”

Zhao Fusheng came to his senses and said to those around him.

Stepping out of the car, before Zhao Fusheng and Wu Sijie could speak, the door of the BMW crashed against the guardrail opened, and a pale-faced young man rushed out, pointing at Zhao Fusheng and cursing, “Are you blind? How dare you hit my car!”

“Beat him!”

Zhao Fusheng didn't bother with nonsense and directly ordered his men.

Hu Donghai and the others were taken aback; they rarely saw their boss so furious.

After all, Zhao Fusheng was usually good-tempered and rarely lost his temper like this.

But this time, clearly, he was truly angry.

Without a word, Hu Donghai charged at the young man, not giving him a chance to speak. He kicked him to the ground and then rained down punches.

Of course, he knew his limits. Although he hit the man, he avoided fatal injuries. As a former special forces soldier, if he had intended to kill, the young man wouldn't have lasted a few blows.

“Chairman, this…” Wu Sijie supported Zhao Fusheng and said cautiously, “Isn't this a bit inappropriate?”

“Inappropriate?”

Zhao Fusheng snorted and said bluntly, “Do you know what would have happened if we hadn't hit him just now?”

Wu Sijie was stunned.

Zhao Fusheng sneered, “That bastard was flirting and not watching the road. If we hadn't hit him, he would have crashed into those kids!”

Wu Sijie was shocked. He never expected things to be so serious.

Zhao Fusheng walked over to where the young man was.

“Stop hitting! Stop hitting!”

The young man's female companion had gotten out of the car and was desperately trying to stop Hu Donghai.

Since she was a woman, Hu Donghai didn't want to hit her, so he tried to avoid her while continuing to punch the young man.

“Old Hu, stop.”

Zhao Fusheng walked up to them and said calmly.

Hearing this, Hu Donghai naturally stopped and stepped back behind Zhao Fusheng.

“You… who are you?”

The beaten young man, now bleeding from the nose and mouth, stubbornly raised his head and looked at Zhao Fusheng. “Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me!”

“I don't care who you are.” Zhao Fusheng looked at him coldly. “First, what you do while driving is your business, but near a school, not watching the road and only chatting with a woman—have you thought about how many people you could have hurt if something went wrong? Second, since you took the beating without crying out, I'll tell you this: some things aren't for you just because you have money. Quit that stuff while you still can.”

Huh?

Everyone nearby was startled.

Even the young man's expression changed instantly, looking at Zhao Fusheng in shock.

Clearly, he understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

In many movies and TV shows, rich second-generation or official second-generation types are often portrayed as brainless idiots. In reality, that's just wishful thinking from losers.

Truly powerful people don't play such low-level games.

Things like coercing female assistants or shouting 'Today, Mr. Zhao pays for everything'—

Haha, for second-generation types of that level, if they want women, plenty are willing to throw themselves at them. They don't need coercion.

For instance, after the notorious Korean pimp Lee Seung-hyun was exposed, journalists and police found plenty of information about this in his phone chat records.

They didn't need to go through so much trouble. If they fancied a beauty, the nightclub would handle everything for the VIP, ensuring no consequences.

As for female celebrities, they didn't even need to get involved personally. A hint of interest, and the agency boss would arrange everything.

The guy in front of Zhao Fusheng was clearly a rich second-generation type, but one who couldn't even make the grade.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to drive around with a girl while high on drugs.

As for how Zhao Fusheng noticed his condition, it came from his conversations with Chen Shijie. Chen Shijie had spent years undercover in a drug cartel and knew more about such things than anyone.

Back in Xichuan Province, when Zhao Fusheng chatted with Chen Shijie, he had mentioned these things.

Of course, it was just casual talk. Even Zhao Fusheng didn't expect to use it now.

But Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to meddle further. What the guy did was his own business. If he hadn't been about to hit the children leaving school, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't have had Hu Donghai ram him.

Under those circumstances, it was the only option.

As for having Hu Donghai beat him afterward, that was purely Zhao Fusheng venting his anger.

“Xiao Wu, you handle the aftermath. Let him deal with it however he wants.”

After saying that, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and instructed Wu Sijie.

Wu Sijie quickly nodded, walked over to the young man, and whispered something.

After a while, the young man stood up, pale-faced, glared venomously at Zhao Fusheng's back, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. He pulled his female companion into the battered but still drivable car and drove off.

Zhao Fusheng, unconcerned, stood silently, watching the open school gate, waiting for Fan Beibei's figure to appear at the entrance.