Chapter 1424: Fighting Evil with Violence

After arranging everything with his father over the phone, Zhao Fusheng took the initiative to walk over to the police officers and said to the one in charge, "Sorry, officer, these two are my bodyguards. They had a quarrel with these four because they didn't like the look of them. My apologies..."

The police officers exchanged glances.

This excuse was way too refreshingly original.

But they also knew that he was helping out because he couldn't stand those young troublemakers.

Although there are a few scumbags in this world, most people are still kind at heart.

The lead officer's expression was very serious. He glanced at Zhao Fusheng and said, "Comrade, your behavior, well, it's not good. Your companions too—how can they just quarrel with people casually? We must pay attention to unity. This is a public place; you can't just fight. Look, look, why are they still hitting? Don't hurt them badly, and definitely don't draw blood..."

Zhao Fusheng almost burst out laughing.

This police uncle was also a rare talent. On the surface, he seemed full of righteous indignation and earnest advice, but in fact, he made it very clear: just don't hurt them badly or draw blood.

In other words, he also disliked those young troublemakers, but due to his identity as a police officer, he couldn't personally deal with them. Seeing someone step up, he naturally offered some helpful guidance.

To be honest, although it was two against four, Hu Donghai and his companion had no trouble handling the four youngsters. In a few quick moves, they knocked them to the ground, where they lay crying and wailing.

"Bastards, making you talk nonsense!"

"Making you run your mouth!"

Hu Donghai cursed as he hit them.

After all, hitting people for no reason was wrong, so he had to make it known why the boss had ordered him to do it.

Sure enough, upon hearing Hu Donghai's words, several bystanders who had been about to intervene stopped in their tracks.

Are you kidding? Everyone had heard what those youngsters had just said. People like that deserved a beating!

"Officer, how's it going up there?"

Zhao Fusheng asked casually.

The people around were all hearsay; no one actually knew the specifics.

"Ah, don't even mention it. The girl is a fresh graduate. She and her boyfriend both worked at Wanda Group in our city. She went home for the Spring Festival and came back secretly to surprise him. But when she returned, she caught him cheating with someone else. She couldn't take it..." The officer smiled bitterly and explained to Zhao Fusheng, then sighed helplessly, "What's wrong with people these days? Why do they..."

He couldn't continue and just sighed helplessly.

Zhao Fusheng frowned. Although he didn't want to meddle in such matters, since it involved a Wanda employee, he felt he should intervene.

After all, if something happened, people wouldn't care about the reason; they would only focus on the fact that both were Wanda employees.

That wouldn't be good!

"I know a bit about psychology. If you don't mind, could I go up and talk to her?" Zhao Fusheng looked at the officer, seeking his approval.

This was a necessary procedure. In movies, TV shows, or novels, the protagonist suddenly rushes forward and chats with someone about to jump—that's all nonsense. In reality, without permission, you can't get up there. You'd be stopped by the police halfway, given a lecture, and in serious cases, even punished.

Because people who want to end their lives are extremely emotional and sensitive. It's normal for police to go up; it's their job. But if an ordinary person goes up and says something wrong or does something that triggers the person, and they commit suicide, the ordinary person would also bear responsibility.

"I'm afraid that won't work..." the officer said with some difficulty.

After all, although this young man had bodyguards and was clearly no ordinary person, the problem was that the officer himself couldn't guarantee anything. If something happened up there, such an important person wouldn't be affected; the ones who would really suffer were grassroots officers like him.

Many people say that grassroots police officers like to smooth things over. They don't understand that the reason they do so is that if they don't, and something goes wrong, the responsibility won't fall on the high-ranking leaders but on these poor officers.

If you were in their shoes, you'd make the same choice.

Fortunately, at that moment, the officer's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered.

"Yes, Chief, I understand. I'm on the scene. Okay, okay, I know, I know..."

After a series of exchanges, the officer looked up, surprised, at Zhao Fusheng: "Your father is the boss of Wanda?"

So that's it—this guy was the crown prince of Wanda!

Zhao Fusheng smiled. He knew it must be his father who had pulled some strings.

Hearing the officer's question, he nodded: "Yes, so it's actually appropriate for me to go up. After all, this girl is an employee of our company."

Hearing this, the officer thought it over and found it reasonable. He simply cleared the way and let Zhao Fusheng go upstairs.

As for the four unlucky ones, they lay there obediently, not daring to make a sound, because Hu Donghai had just said that if they said another word, he'd beat them again.

Zhao Fusheng walked upstairs to the fourth floor. There were also several police officers there, including a female officer who was earnestly trying to persuade the girl about to jump, while others maintained order.

Presumably, they had been notified from downstairs, so no one stopped Zhao Fusheng when he arrived.

At this moment, the girl was very emotional and clearly about to break down.

"Miss, think about it—life still has so many years ahead. Why be so upset over a scumbag?" the female officer continued to persuade the girl earnestly.

It was clear she wasn't a professional psychologist, but she was sincere.

"You don't understand, you don't understand..." the girl murmured, not turning around.

"What's so special about it?" Zhao Fusheng suddenly spoke up. "Who hasn't met a few scumbags when they were young? Sometimes when we look back, we realize that many things that seemed like the end of the world back then are actually nothing now.

It'll be the same in the future. You might meet more bastards, more bad people, but you'll definitely meet a man who treats you like a princess, like a treasure.

Besides, if you die like this, do you think the person who betrayed you will care?

He won't be sad at all. Because you're dead, he'll be free of trouble."

Zhao Fusheng's words were blunt, but they made the girl turn around abruptly: "What did you say?"

"If I were you, I'd come down now, go back to work, and work my way up to become his superior. Then I'd screw him over! Make him work overtime every day without rest!"

Zhao Fusheng's expression was quite calm as he continued, "By the way, Wanda is my family's company. If you have the ability and are willing, I can talk to my father and make you his direct boss!"

The girl wiped her slightly red eyes and looked at Zhao Fusheng, asking softly, "Are you serious?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded with a very certain expression.

But he wouldn't actually do that.

Saving someone was one thing; promoting someone was another matter entirely.

Besides, someone who threatens to die over something like this—who would promote her?

Dong Chenxi had attempted suicide to prove her innocence. What was this girl's deal? Getting all worked up over a relationship issue? She was a ticking time bomb!

Zhao Fusheng saved her because life was precious, and it was right to help. But if it were up to him, he wouldn't keep someone like that in his company.

Moreover, someone who truly wanted to die wouldn't hesitate so much; they'd just jump. In the end, this girl just couldn't let go.

Her situation was pitiable, but as a person, she really couldn't be employed.

Although saying so was a bit cruel, that was the truth.

Watching the girl climb down from the railing, Zhao Fusheng shrugged and gave the female officer a meaningful look.

From then on, it was up to the police.