Chapter 1755: The Check

Zhao Fusheng rode in the car, heading toward Yu Feihong's home.

When he arrived, he learned that Yu Feihong wasn't home.

"She took some people to the countryside."

Zhao Fusheng called Jiang Wen and found out that Yu Feihong had gone to the countryside for charity work.

"I see."

Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Zhao Fusheng felt relieved; since that was the case, there was no need to worry.

Since Yu Feihong wasn't there, he didn't go anywhere else and instead had Chen Zhen drive him home.

When he got home, Fan Baobao wasn't there.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, a bit puzzled. He had called Fan Baobao just before leaving the company, and she had clearly said she would come back.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Fusheng took out his phone and dialed Li Yuan's number.

"Mom, is Baobao with you?"

"She went back."

Li Yuan was a bit surprised: "Give her a call."

"Okay."

Zhao Fusheng nodded, hung up, and called Fan Baobao.

Soon, the call was answered, but it wasn't Fan Baobao—it was Yang Panpan.

As Zhang Qian's fiancée, Yang Panpan had been assigned to stay by Fan Baobao's side, leading a few female bodyguards to protect Zhao Fusheng's family.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing some noise in the background, Zhao Fusheng frowned and asked Yang Panpan.

Yang Panpan said, "Something happened, near the house."

"What happened?"

Zhao Fusheng asked, puzzled.

Normally, if something happened, Fan Baobao would call him, especially since she had their daughter with her.

It's said that women change after becoming mothers, and men are the same.

Whether it was Zhao Fusheng or Fan Baobao, after having a child, they took their daughter's safety very seriously.

Even the slightest disturbance was a huge deal.

"If you have time, come and see."

Yang Panpan said with a wry smile: "It's quite complicated."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Send me the address, I'll come now."

Soon, Zhao Fusheng received a text message from Yang Panpan. He glanced at the address; it was indeed near his home.

Without taking the car, Zhao Fusheng headed with Chen Zhen, Wu Sijie, and the others to the place Yang Panpan had mentioned.

Soon, they arrived at an intersection and saw a large crowd gathered not far away, along with several cars, including Fan Baobao's.

"Chairman..."

Wu Sijie frowned and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Maybe I should go over."

He was mainly worried about Zhao Fusheng's safety.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "It's fine. My wife and daughter are there, so I have to go."

With that, he walked over.

Wu Sijie made a gesture to Chen Zhen, who nodded and signaled to a few companions. The group dispersed, surrounding Zhao Fusheng.

When Zhao Fusheng and his group reached the edge of the crowd, there was a commotion inside.

"I'm telling you, if you don't pay up today, you're not leaving!"

An arrogant voice came through.

Zhao Fusheng followed the sound and saw a woman in her thirties standing there, pointing at Fan Baobao and saying something.

Surprisingly, his daughter wasn't there. Turning his head, he saw several bodyguards guarding Fan Baobao's car nearby.

"Confirmed, the young lady is in the car, Assistant Yang is watching her."

Wu Sijie leaned in and said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and then walked into the crowd.

He could see clearly that Fan Baobao was surrounded by a few bodyguards. It seemed she had gotten out of the car, leaving Yang Panpan to watch their daughter, while she came down to argue with the other party.

"People should be reasonable."

When Zhao Fusheng entered, Fan Baobao was saying to the woman: "You suddenly rushed into our convoy and then stopped abruptly, making it impossible for us to brake in time, causing the rear-end collision. How can you blame us first?"

"Stop making a fuss!"

The woman looked arrogant: "Don't you see where this is? This is the capital. I've seen plenty of people like you from the northeast. Just because you have some money, you think you're the best, huh? Is this road yours? You have a convoy—what, no cutting in line allowed?"

"This person..."

Zhao Fusheng frowned, completely baffled as to what was going on.

But no matter what the other party said, he would definitely side with his wife.

Stepping forward, Zhao Fusheng said solemnly, "What's going on?"

"Why are you here?"

Turning around and seeing Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao was a bit surprised, then said, "It's nothing, just a traffic accident. I've already called the police."

"It's useless even if the police come. You rear-ended my car, you have to pay!"

The woman opposite saw Zhao Fusheng appear, snorted, pointed at him, and said, "Who are you to her?"

"She is my wife."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at her and said calmly, "I want to know, what exactly happened?"

"Your wife hit my car and won't admit it..."

The woman said loudly, her face twitching constantly, makeup falling off her face with her intense movements.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, ignoring the man entirely, and looked at Fan Baobao.

"What's going on?"

Fan Baobao gave a wry smile and explained the whole story to Zhao Fusheng.

Today, she was returning with her daughter from Li Yuan's current place when, halfway there, this woman suddenly rushed out from an intersection. The car Fan Baobao was riding in couldn't brake in time and hit the woman's car.

She was driving a BMW, and from her dress and appearance, she didn't seem like an ordinary person.

Then, it was what Zhao Fusheng saw.

Fan Baobao insisted on calling the police to handle the matter, but the woman refused to let it go and demanded compensation.

In her own words, her car was worth over nine hundred thousand, and this would require major repairs—a huge loss!

"I think she just wants to extort me."

Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng with a bitter smile.

Zhao Fusheng laughed and said to Fan Baobao, "It's okay, leave it to me, alright?"

"Alright."

Fan Baobao nodded, having complete trust in Zhao Fusheng.

With Zhao Fusheng around, she felt she had a backbone.

She hadn't called Zhao Fusheng earlier only because she didn't want to disturb him.

Seeing Fan Baobao about to leave, the woman immediately became upset, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

Zhao Fusheng watched her make the call without stopping her, just standing there watching.

After a while, Zhao Fusheng saw two black Audi sedans drive up.

Several men got out of the cars, led by a thuggish-looking guy with a fierce face.

"Chairman, maybe you should leave first. I'll handle this."

Wu Sijie said to Zhao Fusheng.

After all, in his view, Zhao Fusheng's status was far more distinguished than these guys.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and waved his hand: "It's fine, they're not big shots."

He was in a good mood today; no matter who the other party was, as long as they weren't too excessive, Zhao Fusheng felt he could tolerate it.

As for paying compensation and such, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, it wasn't a problem.

The thing he lacked least was money, wasn't it?

"Who is it? Who is it?"

The thuggish man came over shouting, looking arrogant. Several bystanders on the way were so scared they stepped aside.

These days, there are too many such people; you never know their background, but they look so fierce.

"Honey, it's them! They hit our car!"

The woman went over and said to the man.

As she spoke, she pointed at Zhao Fusheng: "That's the woman's husband. She's hiding over there."

"Are you hurt, baby?"

The man asked the woman with concern.

"No, honey." The woman said coyly.

"As long as you're okay, the car doesn't matter. You're the most important!"

"Thank you, honey. With your care, I'm not afraid of anything."

Zhao Fusheng watched them from the side, rolled his eyes speechlessly. He was really about to vomit from disgust.

Where did these two weirdos come from?

Were they treating this as a stage?

Romantic love?

"Hey, you two, that's enough."

Zhao Fusheng finally interrupted their public display of affection.

Although it was funny and he enjoyed watching a show, under these circumstances, watching the show was really no fun.

"What's wrong with you? You hit my woman's car and you think you're in the right?"

The thuggish man glared at Zhao Fusheng and said discontentedly, "Let me tell you, this car is the latest model. I've only driven it a few times..."

Zhao Fusheng was speechless.

This guy looked like a nouveau riche, but when he opened his mouth, he was just like his girlfriend.

Waving his hand, Zhao Fusheng smiled: "How about this: your car model, how much is a new one?"

"Huh?"

Both the man and woman were stunned, looking at Zhao Fusheng in confusion.

Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words baffled them. What did this guy want?

Not just them, even Chen Zhen and Wu Sijie standing beside Zhao Fusheng were bewildered, not knowing what Zhao Fusheng intended.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and continued, "Tell me, how much is the car?"

"Uh, nine hundred and eighty thousand."

The man gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Actually, he was lying. The top trim of this model was indeed nine hundred and eighty thousand, but he hadn't bought the top trim; it was only about seven hundred thousand.

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said to Wu Sijie beside him, "Write him a check."

"What?"

Wu Sijie never expected Zhao Fusheng to give such an order.

After hesitating for a moment, he still followed Zhao Fusheng's instructions, wrote a check, and handed it to the man.

"This..."

The man was also dumbfounded, thinking to himself, what's going on? Who is this guy? Why is he directly writing a check for me? What does he want?