Chapter 0259: Convincing People with Virtue

"Stop right there!"

"Get lost!"

"Even if you want to break up, you owe me a reason, don't you?"

"I just don't like you anymore. Is that not enough?"

What came into view for Zhao Fusheng and the other two was clearly a couple in the middle of a quarrel.

The man was tall and quite handsome, while the woman was rather petite, wearing a pair of glasses and having buck teeth, looking very cute.

"Do you know them?" Zhao Fusheng glanced at Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan shook his head. "No."

He looked at Wang Zhen, who also shook his head like a rattle-drum. "No."

"Then there's nothing interesting. Let's go."

Zhao Fusheng blinked. Since none of them knew them, they might as well leave.

On a university campus, nothing was more common than the scene of quarreling couples breaking up. This was still a relatively good time; when summer approached and graduation neared every year, on the playground and under the dormitory buildings, countless couples who had been sweet and affectionate would shock their onlookers with all sorts of dramatic breakup methods.

Some would quarrel loudly, some would weep silently, some would cry and shout about not wanting to part, and some would swear vows of eternal love.

In any case, love could not withstand reality. No matter how beautiful the romance, it had to face the test of reality. Family, work, even distance—all would become reasons hindering two people from continuing to love each other.

The young man walked ahead resolutely, while the girl behind him was already covered in tears, shouting, "Don't go."

Since the three were walking side by side, they inevitably came face to face with the young man. Perhaps out of curiosity, Tan Kaixuan casually glanced at him.

This was a very normal behavior. In fact, all of us have this subconscious habit: if someone walks toward you, you will subconsciously take a look.

It wasn't out of great interest; to a large extent, it was simply because one's line of sight is directed forward. Under the horizontal line of vision, you couldn't just pretend not to see, could you?

Unexpectedly, perhaps because he was upset, the young man shot a glare at Tan Kaixuan and said coldly, "What the fuck are you looking at?"

"Oh, shit!"

Tan Kaixuan instantly lost his composure.

He had already been holding back a fire because Zhao Fusheng and Wang Zhen had insisted on dragging him back to the dormitory. Now this guy dared to curse at him, and Tan Kaixuan was about to charge forward without a second thought.

Zhao Fusheng quickly stopped him. "No, no, no!"

Why fight? In Zhao Fusheng's view, fighting was the most boring thing. In some novels, the protagonist would just go up and beat someone up, and the most amazing thing was that the beaten person would swallow the insult.

"Right, we were looking at your dick," Zhao Fusheng said calmly, standing up and looking at the man.

"Huh?"

"Pfft!"

The young man was completely dumbfounded, but Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen couldn't help laughing. This joke had been played many times by Zhao Fusheng in the dormitory, and they had almost learned it, but they didn't expect it to be used on someone else this time.

Seeing that the young man was still in a daze, Zhao Fusheng glanced at the girl who had caught up behind him and said indifferently, "A man, even if he breaks up, shouldn't leave a girl alone in the snow. In this deep winter, whether she catches a cold or meets a bad person, you'll regret it for life. Also, don't be so hot-tempered. Today you ran into us, but if it had been someone else, with that remark you just made, a beating would have been unavoidable."

The young man was still unconvinced and opened his mouth to speak, but just then, the guys from Qin Wentao's dormitory, having finished their meal, came back and saw Zhao Fusheng and the others. They hurried over.

"Old Zhao, what's going on?"

"What's up, kid? Looking for trouble?"

With six against one, the young man was immediately surrounded, and his face instantly turned ugly.

He wasn't stupid. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't know what to do if it were three against one, let alone now that the other side had six people. If a fight really broke out, he'd be the one getting ganged up on.

"What do you think you're doing!"

The girl who had been lagging behind suddenly rushed in, shielding the boy behind her like a mother hen, spreading her arms wide and shouting at Zhao Fusheng and the others: "Get lost! All of you, get out of here!"

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything. He just glanced at the boy and shook his head: "Treasure this relationship. Even if you have to break up after graduation, don't let her down now."

With that, he took the lead and walked toward the dormitory.

Since he had left, even if Tan Kaixuan wanted to lose his temper, he couldn't. He made a throat-slitting gesture at the boy, then pulled Wang Zhen and the others and left as well.

The boy stood there dumbfounded, watching Zhao Fusheng's back. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this person looked a bit melancholy.

"Are you okay?" the bespectacled girl asked the boy with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you." The boy lowered his head, glanced at the girl, and suddenly whispered: "I'm sorry, I..."

Under the starry sky, the two embraced.

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...

"Why didn't you let me hit him?" Tan Kaixuan followed behind Zhao Fusheng, asking curiously. To be honest, if it hadn't been Zhao Fusheng stopping him, he wouldn't have given face to anyone else.

"Violence isn't the solution to problems. Besides, what good would it do you to beat him up?" Zhao Fusheng asked Tan Kaixuan as he walked.

"Why so many questions? As long as I feel good, that's enough," Tan Kaixuan said, clearly not understanding Zhao Fusheng's words.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at him: "Don't you have to pay compensation for hitting someone? What if you kill or injure them, don't you have to bear criminal responsibility? Who gave you the courage to hit this one and that one, Liang Jingru?"

Tan Kaixuan was taken aback, then looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Dude, do you have to make it sound so scary..."

Though he said that, he knew Zhao Fusheng meant well for him.

"In this world, some people always have to sacrifice something to bring happiness to everyone else." Zhao Fusheng looked at Tan Kaixuan and said: "Do you know what people with a bad temper sacrifice?"

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Tan Kaixuan was completely bewildered. What nonsense was Zhao Fusheng talking about? He understood every word individually, but when put together, he had no idea what he was saying.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "For people with a bad temper, what they sacrifice is indulgence."

There were some things he couldn't explain to Tan Kaixuan, because even if he did, he wouldn't believe them. But in Zhao Fusheng's view, meaningless violence wasn't much different from being an idiot.

Because violence has always been the last resort to solve problems.

Just like the situation earlier, Zhao Fusheng was sure that the boy would give Tan Kaixuan a wide berth from now on. The reason was simple: a seed of fear had already been planted in his heart.

In that scene today, Zhao Fusheng stopped Tan Kaixuan from making a move, implying that he could easily deal with him if he wanted, but he just didn't bother.

That would leave a deeper impression than slapping him a few times or kicking him a few times.

At the very least, no matter when, that boy would remember what had just happened.

"Alright, stop overthinking." Zhao Fusheng said to Tan Kaixuan: "I still need your help with something."

Just during dinner, he had chatted with Wang Zhen about some tech companies going public online. Zhao Fusheng suddenly thought that if he remembered correctly, in the stock market rally after the New Year, internet tech stocks had performed the best.

He wasn't too sure about the exact time the market surged; it should be around Valentine's Day, then it went up about a dozen consecutive limit-ups, and some stocks even became hundred-yuan stocks.

He figured that after selling the website this time, he could test the waters and make a little money.

After all, no one knew better than him that internet tech stocks were in their final frenzy. Before the internet bubble burst, this was a rare opportunity.

"You need my help?" Tan Kaixuan was startled, then immediately nodded: "Okay, let's talk when we get back."

For him, causing trouble for a stranger was naturally less important than Zhao Fusheng's matters. Tan Kaixuan knew very well which was more important.