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Chapter 0448: The Past Goes with the Wind

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第0448章 往事都随风

When Qiao Zhenye arrived at the scene, what met his eyes were several people led by Zhao Fusheng standing there, while Zhao Quan was tied to a big tree with something stuffed in his mouth.

Well, upon closer inspection, it was a sock belonging to someone unknown.

"Um, to keep him from shouting, we gagged him," Zhao Fusheng said somewhat awkwardly to Qiao Zhenye.

Qiao Zhenye waved his hand, clearly not caring about that at all. He walked over, took a careful look in the night, confirmed it was Zhao Quan, then beckoned his subordinates to take the man away.

"Xiao Zhao, how did you catch him?" Qiao Zhenye was about to leave, but after a few steps, he turned back and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Obviously, he was quite curious about this matter.

After all, in the vast sea of people, Ninghai City was not huge, but it was by no means a small county town with only a few hundred thousand people. Finding a person without some skill would be difficult.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and didn't hide anything from Qiao Zhenye. He pointed at Li Kunlun: "This is a brother of mine; he helped find the person."

"Hmm?" Qiao Zhenye glanced at Li Kunlun and frowned: "What's your name?"

"Li Kunlun."

"Can you tell me how you found him?"

"Understand all his habits, analyze his personality traits, judge what decisions he would make, and finally stake out the location." With Zhao Fusheng's signal, Li Kunlun did not hide anything and recounted the entire process.

Finally, Zhao Fusheng concluded: "Director Qiao, you probably already know that Wang Zhen and I are good friends. That guy wouldn't have picked up a knife unless he was pushed to the limit. All of this is because of Zhao Quan."

Qiao Zhenye nodded. He knew about Wang Zhen's case, had read the confession, and Wang Zhen had said a lot when he turned himself in. Besides, although Ma Lina had been stabbed three times, her injuries were not fatal, so she could provide evidence to the police. In fact, the police were also looking for Zhao Quan.

But they never expected that a few college students would find him.

"That's a good skill. Where did you learn it?" Qiao Zhenye casually asked Li Kunlun, who was behind Zhao Fusheng.

Just as Zhao Fusheng was about to speak, he heard Li Kunlun's dull voice: "No comment."

"Eh?" Qiao Zhenye was taken aback and was about to speak when he heard Li Kunlun continue: "Classified."

"Oh, oh, oh." Just as Zhao Fusheng thought Qiao Zhenye would get angry, the deputy director actually nodded repeatedly, gave Zhao Fusheng a meaningful look, then smiled and turned away.

Zhao Fusheng was completely bewildered, having no idea what had just happened. He simply watched Qiao Zhenye get into the police car.

As the car slowly drove away, Zhao Fusheng was still stunned. What was going on?

"He used to be a soldier," Li Kunlun quietly explained to Zhao Fusheng. Although he was as taciturn as Zhang Qian, that didn't mean he was stupid. Zhao Fusheng clearly didn't understand what had happened, so he needed to explain.

Upon hearing this explanation, Zhao Fusheng understood why Qiao Zhenye had reacted that way. After all, people who had served in the military were different from ordinary people. Since Li Kunlun had said his professional skills were classified and he couldn't comment, it meant some things couldn't be discussed.

Qiao Zhenye naturally wouldn't pry.

As for Wang Zhen's matter, Zhao Fusheng didn't give any instructions because he knew it was unnecessary.

He had done everything he could; the rest was up to the public security bureau, the procuratorate, and the court. Although personal connections often influenced many things, most people actually worked hard and diligently. Otherwise, our country wouldn't be able to function healthily.

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As Zhao Fusheng had guessed, Zhao Quan was soon arrested. As for the rest, it was a matter of judicial procedure. How Wang Zhen would be dealt with depended on his family's own intentions.

At the school, the whole incident was played down. After all, it involved female students colluding with thugs to deceive a fellow student's emotions and money—not something that would bring them face if it got out. The leaders of Ninghai Normal University cared quite a bit about their reputation.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say much. He silently helped Wang Zhen's parents pack up their things, and life returned to calm.

Tan Kaixuan was busy every day with the KFC business. He was now very keen on learning management experience in this area. In his own words, he now felt that food was the first necessity of the people, and perhaps he could really enter the catering industry in the future.

Zhao Fusheng scornfully told him: In the fast-food business, especially KFC, it's all about making money. Don't talk about ideals.

Tan Kaixuan resolutely ignored Zhao Fusheng's sarcasm. When he called his father, he told Old Tan that it would be best to choose a market with a decent economic environment and good development potential.

Old Tan was also a tough guy. Somehow, he actually found a place.

Suzhou, a tourist city on par with Hangzhou. Old Tan successfully obtained the exclusive KFC franchise for this city and officially began looking for a location to open a store.

After hearing about this, Zhao Fusheng had no objections. He only reminded Tan Kaixuan that if property prices weren't too high, they could buy a commercial property as the storefront.

His thinking wasn't complicated: he believed property prices in the Suzhou-Hangzhou area would definitely soar. Rather than paying hefty rent later, it would be better to buy now while prices were low, saving costs for Tan Kaixuan's family.

When Tan Kaixuan told his father this news, Old Tan found it quite reasonable and began seriously considering his son's suggestion.

Zhao Fusheng, however, had no mind for these matters. He was now focused entirely on finishing the remaining advertising copy.

Earlier, because of Wang Zhen's incident, he had been busy catching Zhao Quan and hadn't written the copy. Zheng Yao was understanding and didn't say anything, but after the matter was resolved, she called several times a day to urge him, as if she would come from Binzhou to Ninghai if he didn't finish soon.

Zhao Fusheng had nothing to say to this. It was Zheng Yao's duty, and he really had to obey.

Whether reading the Records of the Three Kingdoms or the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zhao Fusheng never admired Zhuge Liang's work ethic of rising early and sleeping late. Everyone should just do their own job well. Constantly doing others' work is itself a violation of the rules.

A mature bureaucracy, or a mature organization, must at least ensure one thing: reasonable division of labor. This reasonableness means ensuring everyone can complete their tasks on time and with quality, rather than letting one person do the work of others.

Now Zheng Yao was doing what she should do, and Zhao Fusheng naturally had to do what he should do.

During this time, Zhao Fusheng received a call from Dong Chenxi.

"How is he?" Dong Chenxi's voice was unreadable, calm as if without any fluctuation.

But the calmer she was, the more Zhao Fusheng felt something was off, because in his impression, Dong Chenxi wasn't that heartless.

Even for an ordinary classmate, how could she be so indifferent after something like this?

Not to mention that when the two were together, their relationship wasn't too bad.

"Not bad. I've arranged things; he won't suffer inside," Zhao Fusheng replied.

"That's good," Dong Chenxi said. "I'll go see him when I have time."

"Oh, should I tell him in advance?" Zhao Fusheng said to Dong Chenxi. No matter what, he felt he should give Wang Zhen a heads-up. He even thought that if Wang Zhen didn't want to, it would be better not to let them meet.

After all, no man would think it was a face-saving thing to meet under such circumstances.

"No need. Just visiting an old friend," Dong Chenxi said slowly.

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt that she had truly let go of her feelings for Wang Zhen.

Just like that old song says: let the past drift away with the wind, let each other live in the best memories of the other.