Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Chapter 111 Why should I pay more? This is not fair

It’s not that Qin Huairu is timid, but these two thousand five hundred yuan is an astronomical sum for anyone.

Not to mention a family like the Jia family who earns only twenty-odd dollars a month.

Jia Dongxu is the type of person who earns money but is spent by three others. It's already good enough if his salary can last until the payment period.

Although the family has some savings, they are all in the hands of Jia Zhang. Qin Huairu is not sure how much, but it is definitely not a lot.

About two or three hundred at most.

Yi Zhonghai was also shocked by the money. Two thousand five hundred, that would cost him his life!

"Chen... Chen Jun, this is too much money. We can't afford it. How about 500?"

When Chen Jun heard this, he looked at Yi Zhonghai in surprise.

Wow, you also learned how to round off in the opposite direction?

Instead of five hundred, two thousand?

Okay, okay, you want to learn from me, right?

Chen Jun simply ignored Yi Zhonghai and said to Section Chief Lu who was standing beside him, "Section Chief Lu, let's go and ignore them."

"Well, those who slander others at will should be punished!" Section Chief Lu nodded in approval.

He also felt that these three people needed to be punished, as they not only slandered the martyrs' families, but also used him as a weapon.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be angry.

"Can't go, can't go!"

Seeing this, a middle-aged woman ran to Yi Zhonghai and beat and scolded him: "It's already this time, and you still care about the money. You are so stupid!"

Yi Zhonghai really cared about money. More than two thousand was almost as much as his salary for more than three years.

If he really takes it out, it will be the end of his life.

But if he doesn't pay the money, Chen Jun will take his life!

Yi Zhonghai clenched his fists in anger, but could only grit his teeth and nodded.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai agreed, Chen Jun said bluntly: "It must be paid now, I don't want an IOU."

In fact, he was the first one to call for sentencing the families of martyrs to two or three years in prison for slandering them.

The purpose was to give Yi Zhonghai and the others a preconceived idea and make them afraid.

In fact, if it really goes to the police station, for slander such as this kind of thing, at most the person will be given an education and a fine, while for slandering the family of a martyr, at most the person will be detained and fined, which is far from being sentenced.

After all, no substantial harm has been caused to the families of martyrs, and the situation is far less serious than bullying the families of martyrs.

But Yi Zhonghai and the others didn’t know, and Chen Jun was always in control of the rhythm, not giving them a chance to think seriously.

"Current payment. We don't have that much money. Let's write an IOU first. I'll give it to you when I have money later."

Yi Zhonghai still wanted to be clever and planned to delay paying the money later.

"IOU? Then you should just stay in jail. If the situation is serious, you might as well just eat peanuts to avoid jail time!"

Good guys!

Chen Jun threatened and intimidated again and brought out all the peanuts.

The aunt was a woman of modest means, and she was so frightened that her legs went limp.

If Yi Zhonghai ate peanuts, wouldn't she become Jia Zhang?

No, she is even more miserable than Jia Zhang. Jia Zhang at least has children, but she doesn't even have a child and will have to live out her life alone.

So the aunt slapped Yi Zhonghai a few times in anger and hatred, and then went back to the house to get the money.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to pay 1,680 yuan in compensation, so the lady only took out 1,700 yuan.

Seventeen thousand, a very thick stack of money, the old lady came out with a small leather bag.

"Chen Jun, here are 1,700 yuan. Count it." An old lady handed the money to

Chen Jun was not polite. He took the money and counted it carefully twice. It was exactly seventeen thousand.

"Okay, I won't have to execute him for now. Jia Dongxu, what about you guys? Will you give me the remaining 800? If not, I'll go to the police station."

"Wow~~~" Qin Huairu started crying again when she saw that the old lady didn't help her get the money.

Jia Dongxu asked in confusion: "Why should I get 800? I should get 720!"

He was very uncomfortable.

Just now an old lady went home to get money. Jia Dongxu thought she would directly take 2,500 yuan, so he also paid his share.

But the aunt only took out 1,700 yuan, what a pity that she is his master's wife!

Bah! What a shitty mistress!

Seeing that the two refused to move, Chen Jun asked again: "I'll ask you one last time, will you give it to me? If not, I'll go to the police station."

"Give, give, give!"

Jia Dongxu was helpless. If he didn't give it to him, both he and Qin Huairu would have to go to the police station.

Compared to a few hundred dollars, life is more important.

In the end, Jia Dongxu had to beg Jia Zhangshi to take out all the family savings, including the pension that Jia Zhangshi had secretly hidden.

But the total amount was only three hundred and twenty-seven dollars and thirty-thirty cents.

"This is all we have at home!" Jia Zhang handed the money to Chen Jun with a resentful look on her face.

Chen Jun just glanced at it calmly, and said without even answering it, "If it's not enough, go get it. Anyway, I don't write IOUs here."

"You damn bastard, are you trying to force us to death? We can't live anymore. The damn Chen Jun is trying to force people to death. Old Jia, please come back and take a look..."

It was still the familiar recipe, and the familiar taste. As soon as Jia Zhang disagreed with something, she started singing and dancing rap in the yard and then lay on the ground and started rolling around.

Chen Jun fanned the dust in front of him impatiently and said, "If you don't want to give it to me, forget it. Chief Lu, let's go."

"Don't, don't go!"

Jia Dongxu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Yi Zhonghai to borrow money.

"Master, do I still need to write an IOU?" Jia Dongxu asked hypocritically.

Yi Zhonghai sighed and waved his hands helplessly.

Jia Dongxu was laughing in his heart, he had already made up his mind to refuse to pay the money.

On the contrary, it's my own master who will have to rely on me for his retirement, so it would be a shame not to cheat him.

Yi Zhonghai also guessed what Jia Dongxu was thinking. When his apprentice stuck out his butt, he knew what color shit he was going to poop.

But there is no way, he has no son, and he has to rely on Jia Dongxu in the future.

If you want to blame someone, blame Chen Jun for being so cruel. He called the police as soon as he had a disagreement and asked for two thousand and five hundred.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he wanted to strangle Chen Jun to death.

Only by killing him can there be peace in the courtyard.

In this way, people in the courtyard would listen to him obediently. When he asked for donations, people in the courtyard would line up to get the money.

He said that whoever was punished to clean the yard at the meeting would have to clean the yard obediently.

The aunt gave the money to Jia Dongxu with a distressed look on her face, and she felt somewhat resentful that Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu had come to her house to offer suggestions.

If they hadn't come up with this bad idea, how could I, Old Yi, have fallen into this trap?

After paying the money, Yi Zhonghai went back to the house without saying a word.

Jia Dongxu also pulled up Jia Zhang, who was still spinning around, and went home together.

Qin Huairu looked at Chen Jun with some resentment. She felt that the two thousand five hundred should be hers. She was extorted by Chen Jun this time, and she would find a way to get it back in the future.

Not only the money, but also a house has to be given to me!

In this way, after the child is born, she can live separately from Jia Zhang.

The people in the hospital were so stunned by the sight of so much money.

Many people have never seen so much money in their lives, and they didn’t expect that Chen Jun would get it in such a short time.

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