After about five minutes, a group of tall, muscular men swarmed in and squeezed into the principal's office. Soon, the office and the corridor were blocked.
Seeing this battle, Su Zimo, who was originally arrogant and domineering, was suddenly frightened and fell to the ground, his eyes becoming dull.
Suddenly, at this moment, there was another noise outside the corridor, and soon a group of burly men gave way to a passage.
At the back of the passage, a white-haired old man on crutches walked towards the principal's office step by step.
This white-haired old man has a boyish face and white hair, and his hair is neatly erect. He is wearing a loose black gown. At first glance, he is full of a sense of oppression without anger or self-power.
"Ahem!"
The white-haired old man coughed heavily. He walked slowly into the principal's office on crutches.
But when he saw Wang Fugui covered in blood, his brows suddenly stood up, and a trace of cold murderous intent spread across his rickety body.
"Master, you have suffered!"
The white-haired old man tremblingly took out a white gauze towel from his pocket and stepped forward to wipe the blood stains on Wang Fugui.
"Uncle Fu! I didn't expect that you would come in person this time!"
After seeing the white-haired old man, Wang Fugui seemed quite surprised, as if he had not expected that the man named Uncle Fu would be there in person.
"Fu Bo——"
Mr. Chen, who was kowtowing constantly, suddenly screamed out of fear when he saw Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu is Wang Fugui's confidant butler, and Uncle Shou, who is next to their big boss, is the right-hand man of the Wang family.
The two of them hold high positions of authority in the entire Wang family and are among the top figures.
"Young Master, you have been wronged. It is my fault that I came too late and caused you to suffer an unreasonable disaster!"
Uncle Fu didn't pay attention to Mr. Chen who was kowtowing, nor did he look at other people in the principal's office. His attention was always on Wang Fugui.
"Bring them all to me, young master, and don't let them appear in Dujiang City again, well...especially this bitch!"
Wang Fugui took the white gauze scarf from Uncle Fu's hand and wiped the blood on his forehead. His eyes were full of anger, and he glanced at Chen Shao and others one by one. When he saw the people huddled behind the bodyguard, When Su Zimo saw him, the anger in his heart became even more intense.
"Drag these people down... Since that woman has offended the young master, there is no need to continue living!"
After listening to Wang Fugui's words, Uncle Fu tapped the faucet on the crutch with his fingers and said without looking back.
"yes!"
A group of burly men hurriedly responded after hearing Uncle Fu's instructions.
........
Soon a group of strong men started to violently drag Mr. Chen and all his bodyguards out.
But when they were about to attack Su Zimo, Su Zimo burst into tears, fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed towards Wang Fugui.
"Young Master, I am blind and blind. Please be kind and generous and spare me this time. As long as you spare me this time, I can make you a cow or a horse, or even..."
Su Zimo knelt down in tears and begged for mercy. At the end of her speech, she even unbuttoned her shirt.
In response to her plea, Wang Fugui just snorted coldly and didn't even look at her.
"Xiao Fan, I beg you, can you please help me and Master Wang? We are college classmates, you must save me!"
Su Zimo saw that no matter how much she begged Wang Fugui, it had no effect, so she finally turned to Zhang Fan for help.
"Bang bang!——"
Su Zimo kowtowed heavily to Zhang Fan, hoping that Zhang Fan would be soft-hearted and help her beg for mercy!
Regarding this, Zhang Fan could only sigh in his heart.
If you had known this, why did you do it in the first place? If you offended Wang Fugui, a top second-generation rich man, you would have to skin him even if you didn't die.
After all, it was you who made the rude remarks and even beat Wang Fugui. How could he plead for mercy to you?
You must know that Zhang Fan clearly remembers the evil deeds you just committed against Wang Fugui.
"You beg me, there's nothing I can do!"
Zhang Fan sighed.
"Xiao Fan, you have to save me. As long as you save me, I promise to be your girlfriend!"
The makeup on Su Zimo's face had been stained by tears, and her face turned completely into a painted face. She rushed forward and hugged Zhang Fan's thigh, crying nonstop.
"do not do that......"
Zhang Fan was hugged by Su Zimo's thigh. Bitterness suddenly appeared on his face, and then he hurriedly broke away from Su Zimo's arm.
He didn't dare to be so intimately touched by Su Zimo. If Zhang Suya saw it, he might be more malicious. When the conditions for appearance become more stringent, Zhang Fanke would really cry. There is no place left.
"Wealth, how about..."
Zhang Fan looked at Wang Fugui.
"well!"
"Since it is Brother Fan who begs for mercy, I will spare you this time, but I don't want to see you again in Dujiang City. You...should understand what I mean, right?!"
Wang Fugui sighed, took a sip of tea on the coffee table, and said coldly.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you, Mr. Wang!"
After listening to Wang Fugui's words, Su Zimo's face suddenly showed excitement, and he kowtowed hurriedly as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Don't thank me, you should thank Brother Fan!"
Wang Fugui waved his hands in disgust.
"Thank you Xiaofan, thank you Xiaofan, if you don't mind, I can be your girlfriend!"
Su Zimo's face was full of tears and she was about to hug Zhang Fan while sobbing.
"No!"
Zhang Fan also had a look of disgust on his face, and he hurriedly avoided Su Zimo's hug.
.......
In the end, Su Zimo was dragged out by two strong men on his arms.
At this point, this farce came to an end.
"Who is this?"
Uncle Fu looked at Zhang Fan with an amiable smile on his face.
"This is my brother Fan, my good brother, good buddy. He has helped me a lot!"
Wang Fugui stood up and hurriedly introduced to Uncle Fu.
He just said that Zhang Fan helped him a lot. As for the convenient help, he just ignored it.
What happened in the Hell Labyrinth was too unbelievable. It was the biggest secret between Wang Fugui and Zhang Fan, so he didn't reveal it.
"Since he is your good brother, Master, I won't ask any more questions!"
Uncle Fu smiled and nodded. Then he looked at Wang Fugui and said in a serious voice: "Young Master, you have been out for a long time this time. Master asked me to take you back!"
"I've only been out for a few days, does the old man want me to go back so soon? No way!"
Wang Fugui quickly shook his head and refused.
"The master knows that you definitely don't want to go back, but he has ordered that if you don't go back this time, he will disqualify you as a candidate to inherit the inheritance!"
Uncle Fu seemed to have read through Wang Fugui's thoughts, he thought for a moment and said in a low voice.
"Isn't this too much? If I don't go back, will I be disqualified?!"
When Wang Fugui heard this, his expression changed.
"You have been assassinated many times in the past few days since you came out. In fact, the master also knows some inside stories. He asked you to go back just to protect you!"
Fu Bo said with a sigh.
"Don't the old man not care about me? Why do you suddenly care about my safety?"
Wang Fugui looked a little surprised after hearing what Uncle Fu said.
"The master is getting older. He is afraid that one day..." "He wants to decide on the heir as soon as possible!"
Uncle Fu seemed to know something, but he said it implicitly.
"It's not impossible for me to go back, but I have to take my Brother Fan with me!"
Wang Fugui touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said seriously.
"Okay!" Fu Bo nodded.
"When will we go back?"
Wang Fugui asked.
"Now! The master is still very interested in you. He wants you to go back now!"
Fu Bo replied.
"That's okay!"
Wang Fugui nodded.
"By the way, first donate five million to this primary school and let them rebuild it. Don't let people like Wang Yingjun target it in advance!"
"I feel very happy when they can't get it!"
The corner of Wang Fugui's mouth curled up and he sneered.
"That's no problem, I'll arrange it later!"
Fu Bo replied.
"Master, the car to pick you up is downstairs. You go first. I still need to discuss the donation with the principal!"
Fu Bo said with a smile.
"Well, okay, then I'll go downstairs and wait for you!"
At this moment, Wang Fugui looked relaxed. He put on new clothes and followed a group of strong men downstairs. Before leaving, he told Zhang Fan to remember to follow him later.
Until Wang Fugui followed the strong men and left, the entire principal's office became clean and spacious, with only Zhang Fan, Uncle Fu, and Fang Shitang left.
Fu Bo sat on the sofa, took out an invoice from his pocket, wrote an invoice of five million and handed it to Fang Shitang, and then motioned for him to leave.
Fang Shitang was also a person who knew that Uncle Fu wanted to talk to Zhang Fan alone, so he took the five million invoice and walked out carefully, and when he walked out, he also closed the door.
When only Fu Bo and Zhang Fan were left in the principal's office, Fu Bo's face, which was originally full of amiable smiles, suddenly turned gloomy.
"Our young master has been assassinated many times recently. You must have heard about it!"
Fu Bo crossed his hands, pressed them on the black dragon-headed crutch, and said in a cold tone.
"Now is a very special period for our Wang family, so I don't want outsiders to get involved."
"Although you have a very good relationship with our young master, but... let's stop it here!"
"The deeper you get involved with our young master, the worse it will be for you and us!"
"Fights between families are often very cruel. Once the involvement gets too big, someone will die!"
There was no doubt in Uncle Fu's words that he wanted Zhang Fan to keep a distance from Wang Fugui.
"I have two hundred thousand yuan here, just treat it as a reward for helping my young master these days!"
Fubo took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.
"this......"
Zhang Fan looked confused after seeing this bank card.
"I've said enough old-fashioned words. I hope you have some self-awareness. You and my young master are from two different classes and worlds! We are in different circles, so don't force yourself to squeeze in!"
Uncle Fu stood up from the sofa, glanced at Zhang Fan coldly, and said with a cold attitude. After he said this, he left without looking back.
From beginning to end, Zhang Fan was not given any chance to speak.
Maybe this is not called a conversation, but an attitude of a superior ordering Zhang Fan to stay away from Wang Fugui.
Zhang Fan looked at Uncle Fu's leaving figure. He looked at the bank card on the coffee table and was in a daze.
After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed and put away the bank cards on the coffee table.
He was really short of money at this stage, so he accepted the two hundred thousand yuan without any courtesy.
Zhang Fan also understood the meaning of Uncle Fu's words.
For inheritance battles between large families, the more weaknesses one side has, the easier it is to fail.
Uncle Fu regarded him as Wang Fugui's weakness, and was afraid that Zhang Fan would fall out of control at the critical moment of the succession struggle, so he started to drive him away.
In fact, Zhang Fan didn't care whether Wang Fugui was rich or not. To be honest, he really regarded Wang Fugui as a friend from the bottom of his heart.
Maybe Fu Bo was right. Currently, he has been targeted by a very scary and mysterious young man. Being with Wang Fugui will only make him more dangerous.
It's better to take advantage of this opportunity to distance yourself from Wang Fugui, maybe you can indirectly protect Wang Fugui.
After all, one of Wang Fugui's fierce ghosts was beaten to ashes by the mysterious young man because of him.
After thinking about this, Zhang Fan let out a deep breath, and his eyes showed determination.
After drinking a cup of tea on the coffee table, Zhang Fan patted the dirt on his body, opened the door and walked out.
"Uncle Fu! Where is Brother Fan? Why didn't he follow you downstairs?"
When Wang Fugui saw that Uncle Fu came alone and did not see Zhang Fan, he couldn't help but ask.
"He said he has something very important to do, so let us leave first! He will contact you in a few days!"
Fu Bo smiled slightly, explained, and then motioned to the driver to drive away.
"So that's it! Okay then!"
Wang Fugui nodded thoughtfully.
Zhang Fan stood in front of the window, watching Wang Fugui and others drive away. He could only sigh heavily, and then slowly went downstairs along the stairs on the other side.
On the way downstairs, Zhang Fan still called Fang Shitang and briefly talked about his resignation. He originally thought that Fang Shitang would try to retain him, but he probably knew that Zhang Fan was no longer what he used to be and had become a big shot. , so Fang Shitang agreed to the request to resign without thinking.
