Inside the men’s restroom.
From one of the stalls came muffled sounds of pain and grief, "mmm mmm."
Outside the stall, a few people were scattered around.
They were whispering amongst themselves.
"Did you see that? Isn’t that Chairman Zhu Wushou? I didn’t see wrong, did I?"
"Of course, you didn’t see wrong, that’s definitely him!"
"Bringing someone into the restroom to handle business, he isn’t afraid of causing trouble?"
"But he’s Zhu Wushou, what trouble would he be afraid of? Even if there is trouble, he can easily handle it."
"I have to say, Chairman Zhu has quite the unusual taste."
"Stop talking, or he might hear you. Don’t you know Chairman Zhu is terrifying when he’s angry?"
They continued to whisper.
Each one of them was extremely excited and agitated, but more so, they were afraid.
They were dining at Purple Vine Bay Restaurant, so naturally, their backgrounds weren’t ordinary, and they recognized the infamous billionaire Zhu Wushou. Haven’t eaten pork but seen pigs run?
They all clearly remembered how Zhu Wushou had dragged that waitress into the restroom stall in a violent manner, it was terrifying how ferocious he was; no one dared to provoke him.
At that moment, from inside the stall came the waitress’s painful "ooo ooo" sounds, mixed with some clattering noises.
The mix of sounds from inside gave those outside the shivers.
Suddenly, someone lit a cigarette.
The person with the cigarette in their mouth said, "Is this Chairman Zhu really that impressive?"
They all simultaneously turned to look at the person with the cigarette, staring like they were looking at a freak.
In an instant, this cigarette-smoking fellow stood out from them.
It was a young man with a cigarette hanging from his lips, with a bit of a rogue air, and his clothes didn’t match the others either.
A middle-aged man said, "Young man, you’re still too young. Haven’t you paid attention to Moon City’s financial reports? You don’t know Zhu Wushou?"
The young man exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "I know Ying Zheng, between the two who’s more formidable?"
Another man showed a disdainful look and said, "If we’re talking about wealth, that fat guy doesn’t compare to Chairman Zhu."
The young man uttered an ’oh’ and suddenly understood, "I see."
Something seemed off, but he couldn’t quite place it.
"Alright, alright, young man, anyway, that Chairman Zhu is not someone you can provoke, so stop asking questions and leave quickly." Someone urged him to hurry out.
But he stood still, cigarette dangling, and said, "I had a master, who taught me when I was a kid, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, you should help when you see injustice."
Immediately, they all looked at him like he was a freak again.
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"Not crazy, I’m eating well and in great physical health."
The young man took another drag of his cigarette and said, "I think you all should be people of status and must have read many books, right?"
Each one stood tall and confident, and no one would admit to reading fewer books.
"Oh, so you’re all well-read, then you should know that when others are in trouble, you should lend a hand, right?" the young man added.
They each subtly sensed what the young man was implying but were too afraid to confirm.
Finally, someone impatiently said, "What exactly do you want to say? Hurry up and say it, stop beating around the bush!"