Chapter 1302 — Taking You to Dinner

That friend of Zhao Fafa's was also the son of a small boss, with a little money in his pocket, but he carried no real influence at school.

After all, Songshan City No.1 High School was crowded with talent, full of rich men and young masters, and only figures like Zou Ruoming and Zhong Yongliang counted as the true stars of the campus!

So what he could dig up on Wei Zhao was limited, only the surface stuff, while the deeper things were known only to the people involved like Zou Ruoming and Zhong Yongliang, and they would never tell the shameful story of being beaten up by Wei Zhao just to make others laugh.

"One of the new Four Campus Evils? Entangled with several campus beauties? Very good at fighting? Once beat up a triad boss right inside the school?" Zhao Fafa stared at the file on his phone and could not help muttering, "Looks like this kid is a bit thorny. I will have to call in outside help!"

The file was not detailed, so Zhao Fafa simply took Wei Zhao for a rich young master, quite skilled with his fists, but in Zhao Fafa's eyes, two fists could hardly stand against four hands, and with a proper mix of fright and favor, surely the kid would know better than to refuse him!

Since he was already entangled with so many campus beauties at school, he surely would not care about one Tang Yun, and getting him to give her up should be no problem, right?

With that thought, Zhao Fafa dialed his underling Sun Xiaoxing.

Sun Xiaoxing was one of Zhao Fafa's followers, his childhood friend, but while Zhao Fafa's family had struck it rich, Sun Xiaoxing's family was still poor, so Sun Xiaoxing had become Zhao Fafa's lackey.

After his confidence swelled to bursting with money, Zhao Fafa naturally wanted power to match, so he sent Sun Xiaoxing to mix in the underworld, and though Sun Xiaoxing was a latecomer, with Zhao Fafa's funds he had indeed gathered quite a few younger brothers.

Of course, these underlings were all small-time punks, nowhere near a real triad gang.

Even so, Zhao Fafa felt that rounding up a few men to scare Wei Zhao would be more than enough! In his view, Wei Zhao was just a student, and no matter how tough he was, he was nothing before street men like Sun Xiaoxing!

"Xiaoxing, where are you?" Zhao Fafa asked.

"Brother Zhao, I am at Uncle Zhao's construction site! A few little brats just came to collect protection money, and I had my men beat them off!" Sun Xiaoxing said.

"Not bad, I never thought you would get so tough you can protect my old man now!" Zhao Fafa sounded delighted at once, thinking his plan had been exactly right, raising up a street boss so his family would have protection from now on!

"It is all thanks to Brother Zhao's guidance!" Sun Xiaoxing said.

"How many times have I told you, call me Brother Fa, not Brother Zhao!" Zhao Fafa was annoyed by Sun Xiaoxing's form of address, for he much preferred being called Brother Fa.

"Yes, Brother Fa... though it sounds a bit awkward..." Sun Xiaoxing said.

"Never mind awkward or not, just call me that when I tell you to!" Zhao Fafa snorted. "Are you done over there? When you are done, help me teach someone a lesson!"

"Teach someone a lesson? Which blind fool has offended you now, Brother Fa?" Sun Xiaoxing asked without any surprise, for this was far from the first time he had done such work for Zhao Fafa! Sun Xiaoxing understood very well that Zhao Fafa had sent him into the underworld precisely to handle troubles like this.

"A student, from No.1 High School. I will call him out, and you just need to scare him!" Zhao Fafa said. "You probably will not even have to lift a finger. Bring all your boys, stand there in a row, and he will be scared pissless on the spot!"

"Sure, no problem! No.1 High School, right? Should I head over now?" Sun Xiaoxing felt relieved at once when he heard the target was only a student.

"Mm, same old plan. Find a decent high-end restaurant nearby and eat him out of house and home!" Zhao Fafa ordered.

Every time Zhao Fafa wanted to teach someone a lesson or talk terms with them, he would book a high-end restaurant, calling it in fine words an invitation to dinner and a chat over food, but once they arrived, with threats and intimidation thrown in, the bill naturally fell on that person.

Although Zhao Fafa was not short of money, he savored the feeling of butchering a sucker.

Parking his car at the gate of No.1 High School, Zhao Fafa got out and walked straight in, and because he was not much older, the guard paid him no mind, taking him for a student here and letting him pass without stopping him, so Zhao Fafa slipped into the school smoothly and found his underling Wu Liuqi.

"Which class is that kid you mentioned in? Take me over to find him." Zhao Fafa said with great swagger, having slicked his hair back into a big pompadour that day, just like the God of Gamblers in the movies.

"Yes, Brother Fa!" Wu Liuqi nodded hastily. "Brother Fa, you look more and more stylish now, just too cool."

"Ha, you are the one who knows how to talk! Do not worry, you will get your share of the benefits. I will take that kid out for a feast in a while, and you can come along!" Zhao Fafa was overjoyed by Wu Liuqi's praise.

Wu Liuqi was a sophomore, and he led Zhao Fafa to the door of the senior Year Three Class Five classroom, then said to Zhao Fafa, "Brother Fa, this is it. That punk Wei Zhao is in this class!"

"Mm, call him out!" Zhao Fafa nodded, feeling that going to call Wei Zhao in person would cost him dignity, and it would be better to let Wu Liuqi do it.

"Wei Zhao, come out for a minute!" Wu Liuqi did not hesitate either, planting himself at the classroom door and bellowing, since Zhao Fafa was backing him anyway and he had nothing to fear.

Hearing someone at the door asking for him, Wei Zhao paid it no mind and walked straight out of the classroom, and when he looked at the two men at the door, he froze, feeling one of them looked familiar. Was this not that punk who had claimed to be one of the Four Young Masters of Songshan that day?

"You are looking for me?" Wei Zhao had never expected the punk would dare come knocking.

"You are Wei Zhao?" Zhao Fafa asked cockily.

"Yes, what is it?" Wei Zhao shot back.

"Come with me. I am treating you to dinner, and we will talk business on the way!" Zhao Fafa said to Wei Zhao.

"Treating me to dinner? Talking business?" Wei Zhao glanced at Zhao Fafa before him in some puzzlement. Would he be kind enough to treat him to dinner? Wei Zhao did not believe it! By Wei Zhao's guess, the punk was most likely here to make trouble, and the dinner was only an excuse.

But Wei Zhao had never been one to fear trouble, and since he had come, Wei Zhao would naturally see it through to the end, for otherwise he would go on pestering Tang Yun! With nothing much on his hands, Wei Zhao could well go along with Zhao Fafa to see what trick the punk was trying to play!

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