Chapter 0430: Smash It!

Sometimes luck really matters; a single thought in an instant can change a person's fate.

For example, Scarface—if he hadn't seen his former bosses die or go to prison and thus decided to go legit, he might have ended up unlucky.

It just goes to show, a person's luck is often truly unpredictable.

Of course, where there are lucky ones, there are also unlucky ones.

Take, for instance, the few people standing at the entrance of the Wanda Mall right now.

"Brother Hua, are we really going in?" a man in a floral shirt asked the man in front in a low voice.

That man had a dragon tattooed on his body, giving him an imposing presence.

The man gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "We've taken the money, so we do the job. Remember, only smash things in that arcade, don't touch anything else. If the Wanda security catches us, don't expect me to save you."

The three men beside him exchanged glances and then nodded together, indicating they understood.

They weren't fools; the security at Wanda were said to be all former soldiers, very tough. Guys like them would just get beaten up.

Thugs were human too, not made of iron. They'd feel pain if they got beaten for no reason.

Take Brother Hua himself—if it weren't for the two thousand yuan that Section Chief Zhou gave him, he would never set foot in Wanda. If he got caught and sent to the police station, it would be a loss outweighing the gain.

So, his goal was clear: smash the Glory Arcade and then get out fast.

After all, that's what Zhou Wei wanted.

"Let's go, we're going in."

The group walked into the Wanda Mall, their pockets bulging.

Meanwhile, in the Wanda general manager's office, Chen Hai said grimly to Zhao's dad, "I've arranged some people. If anyone causes trouble for that arcade..."

Chen Hai's face showed a fierce expression as he made a cutting gesture with his hand: "I'll..."

Before he could finish, Zhao's dad smiled bitterly and shook his head. "No need for that."

"Huh?" Chen Hai looked confused, not understanding what Zhao's dad meant.

After all, Glory Arcade had leased space from Wanda Mall, making it a tenant. In Chen Hai's view, Wanda Mall should definitely stand up for its tenants.

Moreover, the person in charge of Glory Arcade was Zhao Fusheng. Just based on that relationship, Chen Hai couldn't stand by and watch the arcade get smashed.

Besides, he had learned from Zhao's dad and Zhao Fusheng about Zhang Qian and the others' identities.

As soon as he heard that Zhang Qian and his team opened the arcade to support the orphanage and were themselves veterans, Chen Hai's hot temper flared. If Zhao's dad hadn't stopped him, he would have gone to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to have a word with that Zhou Wei. What a scumbag, trying to take food from the mouths of orphanage children.

Now, hearing Zhao's dad's words, Chen Hai was truly puzzled.

"Old Zhao, what's going on? This is Fusheng's project. If we don't send people to look after it, and that Zhou Wei sends thugs to cause trouble, it'll be a mess."

Chen Hai looked at Zhao's dad and said, "If you're worried about gossip, pretend you don't know. I'll handle it."

In Chen Hai's mind, Zhao's dad might be avoiding suspicion because of his relationship with Zhao Fusheng, fearing that other company shareholders might talk.

Zhao's dad gently shook his head. "It's not my idea; it's Fusheng's."

"Fusheng?"

Chen Hai raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhao's dad in surprise.

Zhao's dad nodded and gave a bitter smile.

...

...

At that very moment, Zhao Fusheng was sitting in a white minibus.

"Sorry, sorry," Zhao Fusheng said to Qiu Ming beside him. "I didn't expect you all to bring so many people. I'll have to ask everyone to bear with it for now."

He had only learned that they had sent three interview teams when he got their call.

That's right—the provincial newspaper, provincial TV station, and provincial radio station had each sent an interview group. He didn't know how Zheng Yao had managed to pull the strings, but now in front of Zhao Fusheng was this huge interview team.

"No problem. I heard you're Yao Yao's student?" Jiang Xueqi asked Zhao Fusheng curiously.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "Yes, Teacher Zheng was my advisor before she resigned."

"So how did you end up joining her company?" Jiang Xuerui said with a smile, clearly curious about this.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged. "Don't mention it. At the time, I didn't know she would resign. I thought I'd suck up to my advisor, so I went to help out at her studio. Back then, our vice class monitor was with me..."

"And then?" Jiang Xuerui smiled.

"And then..." Zhao Fusheng spread his hands. "It turned into this. The vice class monitor became the deputy head of the Future Advertising Planning Department, and I'm just a name on the roster at the Ninghai branch. Teacher Zheng gives me tasks whenever something comes up."

Everyone laughed. Zhao Fusheng's story was quite interesting.

"By the way, Fusheng, can you take me to see the orphanage first?" Jiang Xueqi and Jiang Xuerui exchanged a glance and then spoke.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then nodded. "Sure."

After all, they were friends of Zheng Yao. Zhao Fusheng had set the stage; how the play would unfold was up to fate.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng himself couldn't guarantee that Zhou Wei would fall into the trap he had set.

But regardless, since the show had begun, whether it was a mule or a horse, they had to take it out for a spin.

As it turned out, Zhao Fusheng had overestimated Zhou Wei's patience.

After being rejected by Scarface, Zhou Wei quickly found a few random thugs. In his view, once he taught Zhao Fusheng a lesson, he would obediently bow his head.

This time, Zhou Wei was clever. He wouldn't ask for a few thousand a month; instead, he planned to take a cut of the arcade's profits.

"Hey, Hua Zi, have you arrived?" Zhou Wei sat in his office and dialed Hua Zi's number.

"Section Chief Zhou, we're already at the arcade entrance. What do you think?"

Hua Zi held his little smart phone and asked cautiously, "When do we strike?"

"Is that Zhao guy there?" Zhou Wei said.

Hua Zi peeked inside and then shook his head. "I don't know which one you mean. There are only four people inside."

"Damn it, never mind. Smash it!" Zhou Wei's eyes flashed coldly as he said in a deep voice.

Hua Zi hung up the phone, looked at the Glory Arcade sign, and waved his hand coldly. "Smash it!"

The next moment, the four men rushed into the arcade.