Chapter 1106 Provocation

Zhang Qian only finished junior high school before joining the army. In many people's eyes, he was an uneducated brute who only knew how to use his fists. In fact, in Zhang Qian's own perception, he also felt that it was better to solve problems with his fists than to rack his brains over this and that.

So he really liked life in the military, a place full of pure blood and passion, where thick, intoxicating male hormones were the main tone. If something upset him, everyone would just go to the ring and fight it out. Whether he lost or won, it was immensely satisfying.

Until he retired and returned home, meeting Zhao Fusheng.

At first, Zhang Qian only regarded Zhao Fusheng as a lifesaver, after all, he had put great effort into treating his grandfather's illness. In Zhang Qian's worldview, he always repaid kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge; if someone treated him well, he treated them well. But to be honest, Zhang Qian didn't feel there was anything about Zhao Fusheng worthy of his respect.

It wasn't until later, with a series of events, that Zhang Qian realized that although he was about the same age, everything Zhao Fusheng did made him see him in a new light.

An ordinary person of humble origins who could reach where he was today—Zhang Qian, with his limited experience, had only found Zhao Fusheng to be such a person.

Now, he really wanted to see how far Zhao Fusheng could go.

The car slowly stopped at the hotel entrance. Zhang Qian turned to Zhao Fusheng and said, "If there's any danger, don't worry about me; leave first."

His meaning was clear: if there was real danger, although Zhao Fusheng was skilled, the problem was that staying itself was a risky move. If he had to worry about him, he wouldn't be able to act freely.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. He naturally understood Zhang Qian's meaning. Although he was quite skilled, it depended on who he was up against. Dealing with a few ordinary people was one thing, but encountering those ruthless types who lived on the edge of a knife, his skills were nothing; they could take him down without much effort.

Most importantly, if such a situation arose, as Zhang Qian said, he would definitely become a burden.

So Zhao Fusheng knew his place well; if something really happened, he would definitely leave first.

If it were just Zhang Qian alone, Zhao Fusheng even doubted whether Tong Zhenbang and his men would be enough for Zhang Qian to handle.

But clearly, they were overthinking it.

When Zhao Fusheng and Zhang Qian got out of the car, Tong Zhenbang was already waiting at the hotel entrance with Xiao Bao and Chen Shijie.

"Chairman Zhao, sorry to trouble you to come all this way." Tong Zhenbang extended his hand to Zhao Fusheng with a smile, looking quite enthusiastic.

"You're too kind, Mr. Tong." Zhao Fusheng also smiled. After all, the other party was someone who was giving him money, so he had to show some respect.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Fusheng and Tong Zhenbang walked side by side, with Chen Shijie, Xiao Bao, and Zhang Qian silently following behind.

"Shall we talk upstairs?"

Tong Zhenbang asked Zhao Fusheng with a smile, "Let's go to my room."

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright, but I don't want a third party present."

"This..." Tong Zhenbang hesitated, looking at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and pointed at Chen Shijie, "Boss Tong's bodyguard probably got lost yesterday. If it weren't for my brother here giving him directions, I'm afraid he wouldn't have found his way back."

"Hahaha, Chairman Zhao really likes to joke..." Tong Zhenbang laughed awkwardly, brushing it off.

He knew very well that it seemed Chen Shijie had been spotted by Zhao Fusheng's bodyguard.

Glancing at Zhang Qian, Tong Zhenbang's expression shifted slightly. This guy could detect Chen Shijie's trail; he must have some skills.

The group took the elevator upstairs and entered Tong Zhenbang's room. Zhao Fusheng smiled, "The presidential suite is really comfortable. Boss Tong seems like someone who knows how to enjoy life."

This was one of the capital's top hotels, and Tong Zhenbang's room was naturally the presidential suite.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Tong Zhenbang waved his hand repeatedly, "You flatter me, Chairman Zhao. In front of a wealthy man like you, what do I know about enjoying life?"

He was telling the truth. Although Tong Zhenbang controlled a lot of funds, that money didn't belong to him. Even his boss behind him was only one of the money's owners; the entire criminal syndicate had to share the money. But Zhao Fusheng was different—he was the legitimate chairman of Future Group. In other words, before the IPO, how much money Zhao Fusheng had could only be guessed from Future Group's public data, but even so, according to media estimates, it was at least over 200 million US dollars.

"You flatter me too much, Mr. Tong." Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly, not taking Tong Zhenbang's words to heart.

The two sat down as host and guest, but didn't immediately get down to business. Zhao Fusheng glanced at Chen Shijie and Xiao Bao standing behind Tong Zhenbang, frowned, and said, "Mr. Tong, I think I made it very clear just now. For our conversation, I don't want a third party present."

Tong Zhenbang's expression changed slightly, then he smiled, "Chairman Zhao, they've been with me for many years. They're not outsiders; they can be trusted."

Zhao Fusheng's gaze turned cold as he looked at Tong Zhenbang, "Mr. Tong, we're discussing business. What I'm about to say could be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. Are you asking me to trust two people I've never met before?"

"This..." Tong Zhenbang was at a loss for words. Before he could respond, Xiao Bao couldn't help snorting, "Tch, talking so big. Do you think you're Warren Buffett?"

Zhao Fusheng's face immediately darkened. He stared at Xiao Bao, "When the master hasn't spoken, the dog barks loudly. Mr. Tong, it seems your subordinates aren't as obedient as you think."

Tong Zhenbang's expression froze. Zhang Qian stepped out from behind Zhao Fusheng, beckoned to Xiao Bao, and said, "Come on, let's go have some fun outside."

Clearly, he intended to teach this guy a lesson.

Tong Zhenbang initially wanted to stop him, but then a thought struck him. He said to Chen Shijie and Xiao Bao, "A-Jie, A-Bao, take this brother to the fitness room downstairs for a while. I'll have a few words with Chairman Zhao."

The fitness room downstairs had a fighting club. He wanted Chen Shijie and Xiao Bao to test the mettle of Zhao Fusheng's bodyguard.

Chen Shijie nodded, while Xiao Bao made a throat-slitting gesture at Zhang Qian, clearly up to no good.

Zhang Qian looked at Zhao Fusheng. After Zhao Fusheng nodded, he glanced at Xiao Bao and smiled coldly.