Chapter 1126 Heart Like Iron

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected Tong Zhenbang's handling to be so direct.

He had originally thought it would take a war of words to resolve the matter, but to his surprise, Tong Zhenbang had stated his stance in just a few sentences.

If he hadn't known his identity beforehand, he might have actually taken him for a good person at this moment.

It just goes to show that there are many people in this world who are too good at disguising themselves.

After about ten minutes, Zhang Qian and Sun Qian appeared at the door, followed by another scantily clad girl.

"What's going on? Have you found out?" Tong Zhenbang spoke up first.

Sun Qian nodded and smiled bitterly at Zhao Fusheng. "Chairman Zhao, I'm really sorry. It was the subordinates messing around, letting in all sorts of shady people. This girl is a college student who came to work, but she was threatened into coming here..."

She paused, then quickly explained, "Fortunately, it was her first day today, so no major mistake was made. And thanks to you, Chairman Zhao, otherwise the reputation of my club would be ruined."

Frowning slightly, Zhao Fusheng didn't buy Sun Qian's damn explanation, but since the person had been rescued and his goal achieved, there was no need to expose her. After all, some things are better left unsaid for harmonious coexistence.

"Alright, sorry for the trouble, Miss Sun." Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly, then turned to Tong Zhenbang. "In that case, I'll take my leave. Mr. Tong, you can send someone to discuss the contract signing with Miss Dong later. If there's a chance, I can explain the specifics to you. To be honest, I think you have quite a talent for finance."

Tong Zhenbang was taken aback, then realized that Zhao Fusheng had a good impression of him because of what just happened. Overjoyed, he smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'll treat you to a meal sometime, Chairman Zhao."

Zhao Fusheng nodded without another word, turned, and walked toward his car, while Zhang Qian led the nervous-looking girl behind him into the vehicle.

"What happened?"

Watching Zhao Fusheng's car start and disappear from sight, Tong Zhenbang's face immediately darkened. He turned to Sun Qian and said coldly, "Do you know you almost ruined my big plan?"

Sun Qian smiled bitterly. "Brother Tong, I didn't expect it either. It was a mistake by the subordinates. The girl really is a college student who came to work here, but they forced her to..."

"Bastard!"

Tong Zhenbang raised his hand and slapped her, the sound ringing out as Sun Qian staggered, a red mark appearing on her beautiful face and a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

"How do you do things? Letting someone like that near my private room! If she knew too much and leaked it to that Zhao, ruining the boss's plans, you might not want to live, but don't fucking drag me down!" Tong Zhenbang roared in exasperation.

He was truly frightened. If that girl knew too much and accidentally revealed it to Zhao Fusheng, it would ruin everything. He had barely convinced Zhao Fusheng to launder money for the company. If things went wrong, he dared not imagine how Mr. Li would deal with him and his family.

Although Sun Qian had been slapped, she dared not complain. Hearing Tong Zhenbang's words, her face turned even paler.

She knew very well how cruel that Mr. Li was to his subordinates. If she really messed up his plans, nothing good awaited her.

It would be worse than death.

"Get the hell out of my sight!"

Tong Zhenbang glared at Sun Qian and strode out.

For him, the best outcome was that this incident wouldn't affect his plans. Otherwise, he wouldn't hesitate to make Sun Qian a sacrifice to quell the boss's anger.

Sun Qian, watching Tong Zhenbang's retreating back, suddenly flashed a fierce glint in her eyes, then quickly lowered her head, not letting anyone notice her anomaly.

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"Um, thank you."

Sitting in Zhao Fusheng's car, the girl said respectfully to him.

She could tell that Zhao Fusheng was the one in charge; the man who had brought her out, Zhang Qian, was now sitting in the driver's seat.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and glanced at her. "Be careful when you go out to work in the future. Society is full of all kinds of people."

Then he asked, "Which school are you from? Want a ride?"

The girl looked at Zhao Fusheng cautiously, nodding as she replied, "I'm a student in the Performance Department at Beijing Film Academy."

"Oh?"

Zhao Fusheng was surprised; he hadn't expected her to be a future actress.

"I really am a student," the girl quickly explained to Zhao Fusheng. "I came to work as a waitress to experience the life, but I didn't expect to run into something like this..."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled noncommittally.

In fact, no matter what the girl said, he wouldn't believe her. Not because what she said seemed false, but because at this moment, apart from Chen Shijie and Cao Jianguo, Zhao Fusheng couldn't trust anyone's words.

That was just reality. Zhao Fusheng didn't want a single mistake to ruin the entire plan, wasting his efforts and possibly costing Chen Shijie his life—something he would never allow.

"Take her back to BFA." After a long silence, Zhao Fusheng finally instructed Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian said nothing, silently turning the car toward the Beijing Film Academy.

Soon, the car stopped at the BFA gate. Zhao Fusheng said to the girl, "Get out. Forget this, treat it like a dream. Don't trust others so easily in the future."

Whether the incident was real or fake, whatever the girl's background, this was all he could do.

One must not have the heart to harm others, but must have the heart to guard against them. Zhao Fusheng dared not gamble, and he couldn't afford to; he wouldn't stake Chen Shijie's life on his own kindness.

The girl opened her mouth to say something, but Zhao Fusheng didn't give her the chance. He just signaled to Zhang Qian, who immediately got out, opened the door, and said to the girl, "Get out."

Reluctantly, the girl got out, and then she saw Zhao Fusheng's car start and drive away without any intention of stopping.

"What a jerk!"

The girl stomped her foot on the ground to vent her frustration, then quickly walked into the school.

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The car moved slowly. Zhao Fusheng half-closed his eyes, and after a long while, suddenly spoke, "What do you think her background is?"

Obviously, this question was directed at Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian was silent for a moment, then replied, "Probably not a test from Tong Zhenbang."

Zhao Fusheng was quiet for a while, then said, "Notify Director Cao's side to investigate this girl's background."

"Okay."

Zhang Qian nodded. Because of Zhao Fusheng's sensitive identity, he couldn't always meet Cao Jianguo at the company, nor could Cao Jianguo frequently appear around Zhao Fusheng's neighborhood—who knew if Mr. Li had secretly arranged people to investigate him. So most of the time, Zhang Qian acted as the liaison between Zhao Fusheng and Cao Jianguo.

"Also, notify Dong Chenxi to come to my place for dinner tonight." Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and added.

The Future Investment Fund office had too many people and prying eyes; it wasn't a suitable place for conversation. Some things could only be said at home.

Zhang Qian nodded in agreement.

Letting out a long breath, Zhao Fusheng squinted out the window. The roadside scenery receded as the car advanced, and steel-and-concrete skyscrapers stood on both sides of the capital's streets.

If today's incident wasn't prearranged by Tong Zhenbang or Sun Qian, it reflected some of the shadows lurking behind the city's glittering high-rises and neon lights.

Rapid economic development inevitably brings changes in social mores. Although he had long known this would happen, when it actually occurred, Zhao Fusheng still felt a nameless sorrow.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of foresight.