Xu Zhuo took two steps up the stairs. As he was on his way to the second floor, he saw that person, and it was safe to assume he was heading to the third floor, he just didn't know which private room.
The third floor of the light cafe was of a higher standard than the second floor with fewer private rooms, so it wouldn't be difficult to find.
Thinking this, Xu Zhuo saw a waitress walking briskly towards him in high heels from around the corner.
"What's happened?" Xu Zhuo had a bad feeling in his heart.
The waitress didn't stop, but as she walked, she turned back to advise him, "Sir, don't go anywhere for now." Without waiting for a response, she turned and disappeared into the small garden.
Xu Zhuo followed her direction, bypassing a folding screen, and saw a door to a private room wide open. Through the carved railing, he could vaguely see a familiar figure.
It's him! Xu Zhuo recognized the Mediterranean hairstyle at first glance. It was the middle-aged man who had looked troubled and lost at the management dining area of Bix yesterday afternoon.
Right now, the Mediterranean man was waving his arms, apparently saying something very passionately. Alarm bells rang in Xu Zhuo's mind, and he didn't dare delay for a moment. He rushed towards the private room.
The thick carpet in the corridor muffled his footsteps, and the Mediterranean man completely failed to notice someone approaching from behind. As he began to speak more and more feverishly, he suddenly let out a sharp scream and raised his right hand.
In slow motion, Xu Zhuo saw the cold light of a blade flash in the Mediterranean man's hand as it traced an arc and headed towards the several people sitting or standing behind the dining table. The two standing people reflexively dodged, exposing the person who had originally been sitting behind them. At this moment, Du Ziyu's handsome icy face widened in shock, his eyes widened, and he raised his hand to block—
Xu Zhuo's sprinting speed of 100 meters couldn't be stopped. It was like a huge rock crushing into the back of the Mediterranean man. At the same time, with a strong and powerful arm hook, he forcefully changed the direction in which the other man fell, and the two of them fell to the ground like two heavy dead pigs, with the bloody knife dropping from his hand and rolling under the dining table.
Before the crowd could react, Xu Zhuo performed another move, seizing the Mediterranean man, who had been thrown into a daze, pressed him firmly onto the ground with a reverse grip.
"Hey," Xu Zhuo's shout startled the people sitting blankly in the private room, "Who's calling the police?"
"Let go of me! Let go of me, you motherf****r!" The Mediterranean man's face was being rubbed on the ground, but he still sprayed Xu Zhuo with spittle, "Du Ziyu, you son of a b***h! I'll take you down with me even if I have to die! F**k your mother! Who the f**k do you think you are, you son of a turtle! Even if your father is a—Wu! Wu!"
"Finally quiet," Xu Zhuo casually stuffed a piece of white towel into his mouth, and patted his red, greasy face, "Your mouth is so foul. Do you want me to clean it with toilet detergent?"
"Du Ziyu!" "Is Du Ziyu okay?" "Blood!" "Du Ziyu is injured, send him to the hospital!" Xu Zhuo looked up and saw a group of elite men in suits surrounding Du Ziyu, who had some bloody palm prints on his face.
"Sir?" Xu Zhuo turned his head and saw the head manager of the light cafe, who had arrived with two security guards. Xu Zhuo handed the man over, asking, "Has the police been called?"
"You can't call the police!" A serious-looking man nearby said, "It would reflect poorly on the company's image. We'll handle this matter privately."
Xu Zhuo instinctively looked at Du Ziyu sitting beside him, who was holding his injured left hand by the wrist, shuddering with pain. The people around him were all urging, "Du, we can't delay any longer. Let's get you to the hospital." "Is your driver still at Bix? Call him to pick you up." "Take my car, it's parked downstairs."
Strangely, Du Ziyu didn't speak or move, he bit his lip, cold sweat running down his pale cheeks, his gaze flickering and unfocused, finally meeting Xu Zhuo's gaze head-on, straight on staring at him, his eyes wide, slightly reddened.
For a moment, Xu Zhuo thought he was under too much work pressure recently, causing him to become dizzy and see things, he actually saw Du Ziyu asking for help.
Seeing Xu Zhuo's confused and dazed look, Du Ziyu's face showed a look of despair. Xu Zhuo's heart trembled, secretly gritting his teeth, I'm risking it all!
"Alright everyone, please step back," he squeezed his way to Du Ziyu's side, "I'll take him to the hospital, thank you all for your concern."
Suddenly, such an arrogant young man appeared, causing everyone to suspiciously size him up: "Who are you?" If he hadn't just saved General Du, they would have been even more impolite.
Facing so many unfamiliar bosses alone, Xu Zhuo calmly smiled and said, "I am a good friend of Ziyu," emphasizing the word "good," "I recently joined Bingyou, so I can be considered a colleague, right?"
Sure enough, the word "good friend" stunned everyone present. Being friends with Du Ziyu, this young man couldn't be underestimated.
Seeing them being intimidated, Xu Zhuo squatted in front of Du Ziyu, grabbed his trembling hand, looked into his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Should we go to the hospital now?"
Du Ziyu looked at him blankly, his lips moving but unable to speak a word, so he shifted his gaze to the people around him.
Immediately understanding his meaning, Xu Zhuo turned to the others and said, "I'm enough here, you're all busy people, so please go back first."
Of course, they refused, clamoring that Du General's safety was the most important, and Xu Zhuo stood up to usher them out: "This is what Du General wants. He's not feeling well with so many people around him. It's great that you have this concern, but now Bingyou needs to rely on all of you."
Then, changing the subject, he said, "As for how to handle that person," he gestured to Zhonghai, "Ziyu and I need to discuss it. You don't need to waste your time."
At this point, seeing everyone look at each other, in the end, there was no objection. They bid Du Ziyu goodbye one by one and left. The security guards took Zhonghai away, leaving only him and Du Ziyu in the entire room. Then he closed the door, completely shutting out the outsiders.
"General Du," Xu Zhuo sat down next to Du Ziyu, touched his hand, and said softly, "There's no one else here now."
Du Ziyu visibly relaxed his stiff body, trembling slightly from the pain, and tears suddenly welled up and fell down.