Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

"Now you know you were wrong?"

Feng Biao paused, turned around and looked at Yan Bugui, his eyes full of disdain, "What a pity, it's too late! Do you think such a big thing can be solved by just admitting your mistake?"

Yan Bugui crawled a few steps on his knees, trying to hug Feng Biao's legs. He stretched out his hand, but finally pulled it back.

However, he still pleaded, "Captain, please believe me, I was confused for a moment. It was that bastard Xu Damao who instigated him, saying that only by destroying Yi Zhonghai's reputation can he keep your position as mediator. We are all friends, so I was bewitched and believed him."

Feng Biao took two steps back, fearing that Yan Bugui would pounce on his feet, and said sternly.

"As a teacher, you should set an example, but you are so greedy and insidious. I must report today's incident truthfully. In short, you and your son have done your job well."

Feng Biao's words completely frightened Yan Bugui. He didn't care about anything else and hugged his thighs tightly, crying loudly.

The original intention was to scare the other party, but Feng Biao was a little surprised that the effect was so obvious.

"Captain, my family of seven relies on my and my son's jobs to support us. If we lose our jobs, we will all starve to death!"

"Yan Bugui, shut up."

Feng Biao kicked the other person away. "Did I cause your current situation? What were you thinking when you and Xu Damao conspired to plot against Yi Zhonghai? This is all your fault!"

"Captain, Captain, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."

Yan Bugui hurriedly straightened his crooked glasses and hugged Feng Biao's calf again.

"Captain, please be kind. You can punish me or punish me, but you must not make me lose my job. If that happens, I'd rather die."

Yan Bugui cried loudly, and it was estimated that people outside the door could hear him.

Feng Biao wanted to hold on for a while longer, but it seemed like the situation was about right.

"You guys really make us worry. It seems that there is only one way. This may give us a glimmer of hope."

When Yan Bugui heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "Captain, I will do whatever I can do."

"Stand up first, what's the matter with you hugging my thigh like this!"

Feng Biao snorted coldly and quickly retreated while Yan Bugui was about to loosen his grip.

He was also very upset to be hugged and cried by an old man like Yan Bugui.

"There is a way, but it may not work. I need to ask the higher-ups for help."

Seeing Yan Bugui looking at him eagerly, Feng Biao said directly, "That is, you and your son should pay a sum of money as a fine to compensate for the factory's losses."

"Do you know why you are asked to compensate for the losses?"

"Because of your rumors, the factory has discovered that many people have committed petty thefts. Although they have been investigated and dealt with in a timely manner, what about the previous ones?"

"You are the ones who started this. You are the ones who have to bear the losses!"

Feng Biao's words completely stunned Yan Bugui.

The factory checked the petty theft and losses, and they wanted them to pay for it?!

"No, Captain, this was not stolen by me and my son. How can you ask me to compensate for this money?" Yan Bugui's face looked even more bitter than Wang Mazi's, and he was about to cry.

He knew that since it was to compensate for the factory’s losses, it would definitely not be a small amount. Isn’t this just cutting his flesh and bleeding? ! !

"Oh, it seems you don't want to."

Feng Biao sighed and did not argue with Yan Bugui. "That's fine. I don't have to go and beg for mercy. You and your son can just wait to be fired!"

Yan Bugui immediately fell to the ground again, holding Feng Biao's trouser leg while crying: "Captain, it's all Xu Damao's fault. If he hadn't instigated us, how could our father and son make such a mistake? I am usually timid and afraid of things, so how could I dare to take the initiative to do such a thing. Besides, even if there is compensation for the losses, it should be Xu Damao who should make it!"

Feng Biao shook his hand away in disgust.

"In that case, then you should reflect on your mistakes right here. Once you and your son are punished, you can go home and rest. As for Xu Damao, he will also be punished accordingly, so you don't have to worry about that."

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, thinking about what Feng Biao had just said. At the same time, the hatred towards Xu Damao in his heart grew like weeds.

Seeing Feng Biao was about to leave, Yan Bugui got up and chased him, shouting, "Captain, I am willing to compensate, I am willing to compensate for part of the factory's losses."

When Yan Bugui said these words, his voice was tearful.

Same as Liu Haizhong, except that the former was thinking about eggs, while Yan Bugui was thinking about flowers.

"Yes?"

Feng Biao turned his head and glared at Yan Bugui. Seeing that he nodded rapidly, he said directly, "The slander you and your son committed is of a bad nature. It has brought a lot of negative impact to the factory and seriously affected the work enthusiasm of all the employees in the factory."

"Most importantly, your son Yan Jiecheng is one of the leaders of this incident, so your family has to pay 300 yuan to compensate for the loss."

"How... much?"

Faced with the same question, Yan Bugui's reaction was much worse than Liu Haizhong's. As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down on the ground.

At this moment, Yan Bugui's head was buzzing, and all he could think about was Feng Biao's words about the three hundred yuan.

This is not just letting his blood flow or cutting his flesh, it is more painful than grinding his bones into ashes!!!

Yan Bugui sat on the ground like a lost soul, and kept muttering "Three hundred yuan, three hundred yuan..."

"Is it okay? Just give me your answer. If not, you will be fired."

Feng Biao was too lazy to deal with Yan Bugui anymore. He knew that as long as he held on to the lifeline of the job, the other party would have no choice but to compromise.

Sure enough, Yan Bugui wiped his face, supported himself with his hands, stood up in a flash, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll pay the money!"

At this time, Yan Bugui changed his previous crybaby image. His face became stern, and although his eyes were dull, they revealed a sense of determination.

"Okay then. Remember to hand the money over to the security department today. Now come with me to pick up your son."

After Feng Biao finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Yan Bugui took a deep breath, took a step forward and followed out.

After walking a short distance, Feng Biao asked Yan Bugui to wait there while he went into a holding room.

Soon, Yan Jiecheng followed out with his head hung. The moment he saw Yan Bugui, he felt like he had seen a savior, and hurriedly ran to his old father with a wronged look on his face.

"Okay, go back and don't forget to pay the fine."

After saying this, Feng Biao ignored the father and son and turned to go to other detention rooms.

Busy, Yi Zhonghai's three disciples are waiting for him.