Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

I could only say kindly, "Old Yan, Zhuzi has been your neighbor for so many years. He was just impulsive. Can you please let him go this time for the sake of an old lady like me? If you have any conditions, please put them forward and we will try to negotiate."

Seeing the deaf old lady speak, Yan Jiekuang did not respond immediately, but thought about the pros and cons: the old deaf woman was using her status to pressure him! If he disagreed, he would definitely be accused of disrespecting the elderly and the relatives of martyrs.

If this kind of reputation gets out, it will be difficult to find a job in the future.

Besides, even if we insist on letting Sha Zhu go in, with his injuries, he will only be locked up for about half a year at most.

If he lost his job, Qin Huairu would stop sucking him up and would actually save him.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiekuang also made a decision.

"Old lady, since you have spoken, I can't help but give you face, otherwise others will not know how to make up stories about me behind my back!"

As he spoke, Yan Jiekuang looked at Yi Zhonghai. This made him very angry, but now was the critical moment to save Sha Zhu, so he didn't dare to say much for fear of causing unnecessary changes.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai didn't continue to jump around, Yan Jiekuang felt that it was meaningless and continued, "I can write a letter of apology, but I need him to compensate me 1500 yuan. I want him to remember that not everyone can spoil him!"

After hearing Yan Jiekuang's words, the surroundings suddenly became lively.

"What? 1500 yuan, so much, how dare he ask for that much?"

"You can earn so much money by getting beaten up, why didn't I get beaten up, idiot?"

Xu Damao: "This guy is really brave. Why didn't I think of calling the police at the beginning? How much money does that idiot Zhu have to give me?"

Qin Huairu also came up to Yan Jiekuang and tried to pull his hand, but Yan Jiekuang dodged her and said, "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, what are you doing? Don't pull me in broad daylight."

Qin Huairu's face flushed when she heard this, but when she thought about the fact that Sha Zhu's money was all hers, she still said, "Xiao Yan! We all live in the same courtyard, and you know that Sha Zhu has no money. Do you think we can just forget about the money?"

After saying that, she threw a coquettish glance at Yan Jiekuang. Her big watery eyes gave Yan Jiekuang goose bumps.

His surname is Yan, not Cao. Besides, he would not look down on such a middle-aged woman. When the trend changes in the future, there will be all kinds of beautiful girls if you have money.

Without even looking at Qin Huairu, Yan Jiekuang looked directly at the deaf old lady. She was the only one who could make the decision here.

The deaf old lady didn't want to pay so much money. Sha Zhu had no money, and she had no money either. In the end, Yi Zhonghai would have to pay for it, but Yi Zhonghai was her godson.

I could only ask tentatively: "Can you please pay less? How about letting Sha Zhu pay you 500? He will definitely remember this lesson."

She is really shrewd as she ages. She knows that she will not be able to get away with it if she doesn't compensate at all. At the end, she added that Sha Zhu can remember this lesson, which means that he will not go against Yan Jiekuang again in the future.

But how could Yan Jiekuang possibly believe it? Wasn’t it possible that he didn’t know what kind of person Sha Zhu was?

Besides, he didn't want to let Sha Zhu go easily. He only compromised temporarily because of the old lady's identity.

"That's impossible. Shazhu only earns 37.5 yuan a month, and I've only just asked for his salary for more than three years. You know, if he's sent to prison, he won't be able to find a job for the rest of his life."

Yan Jiekuang was not talking nonsense. In this era, even if you have been to prison, let alone detained for a few days, the factory would not want you if they reported it.

Seeing Yan Jiekuang's stubborn attitude, the deaf old lady had no other choice but to consult Yi Zhonghai: "Xiao Yi, what do you think we should do about this?"

The deaf old lady threw the problem to Yi Zhonghai, and he was also very embarrassed. He had to save the child, as he still had to rely on Sha Zhu for his retirement, but spending so much money at once would be a big blow to him.

He wanted to bargain with Yan Jiekuang again, but the other party didn't even look at him.

After being silent for a long time, he hardened his heart and said, "Save."

Then he turned to look at Yan Jiekuang and said, "I'll give you the money tomorrow. Please write a letter of apology first."

His family doesn't have that much money. Even if he is wealthy, it is impossible for him to keep so much cash at home. He has to go to the bank to withdraw money tomorrow.

Yan Jiekuang didn't give Yi Zhonghai any face at all. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "I don't trust you. I will write to you when I give you the money."

These words made Yi Zhonghai so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

As an eighth-level worker in a factory with tens of thousands of employees, an old man in a courtyard house, and a good guy on the street, Yi Zhonghai had never suffered such humiliation.

He stared at Yan Jiekuang intently, his eyes almost emitting fire, but in the end he said nothing. He sighed and looked at the people around him: "Okay, the matter is resolved, everyone can go back to their homes."

After saying that, he left without looking back. The neighbors around him didn't want to stay here anymore. They were really scared by Yan Jiekuang's murderous eyes.

The next morning, Yi Zhonghai came to Yan Jiekuang with money.

"Here's the money. Write the letter of apology quickly."

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to say anything more, he was heartbroken.

With his salary level, he would have to go without food and drink for more than a year to earn back the money.

Looking at the thick stack of great unity, Yan Bugui's saliva was almost flowing out.

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, he saw that Yan Jiekuang had already taken the money before him.

After counting carefully twice, Yan Jiekuang put the money in his pocket and began to write a letter of apology.

After Yi Zhonghai received the letter of apology, he rushed to the police station without saying a word.

"Third brother, dad will keep this money for you first!" Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiekuang with a smile on his face.

"Dad, you set the rules of our family. All the money I earn is mine except for living expenses. You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Yan Jiekuang knew clearly that what his father valued most was his face, especially in front of his children.

"Don't worry, our family is the fairest. I'm just afraid that you'll lose the money. You, a child, don't need the money right now." Yan Bugui was still unwilling and wanted to fight for it again.

"Who said I don't need it? I will graduate in less than half a year and will be looking for a job soon. I have to give gifts. Otherwise, I will be like my second brother, working myself to death every day and not earning enough to pay for your food."

Hearing that the war was about to happen to him, Yan Jiefang looked unhappy: "Can you blame me? It's because my father was reluctant to buy me a job. Now it only costs 300 yuan to hire a temporary worker, and 200 yuan for a smaller factory is enough. I said I would pay him back when I make money, but he didn't agree."

"I provided you with food and shelter, and even supported you until you graduated. Now you blame me for your own incompetence?"

Yan Bugui briefly said a few words to Yan Jiefang, and then turned his attention to Yan Jiekuang: "Then you don't need so much money!"

Looking at his father who still refused to give up, Yan Jiekuang could only continue to explain: "After being beaten by Sha Zhu this time, I realized that my physical condition is too poor. I need to make up for it these days. And I will definitely not go to those small factories. The treatment is too bad. My goal is to go to a steel mill, which costs a lot of money."

After saying this, Yan Jiekuang felt that it was not enough, and continued to add: "Besides, I am older now, and I have to find a way to get a house when I have the chance! This requires gifts, otherwise how can I get it allocated."

After explaining, Yan Jiekuang walked out directly without looking at his father who wanted to say something.

He has something important to do today, which is related to his plans for the future.