Wen Yue was startled, a little confused and asked, "What trouble is he in?"
"He was sued, and he had to pay one million to repair the car."
Wen Yue immediately understood something. She asked in surprise, "Are you giving us Mr. Xi's car repair fee?" She remembered that her cousin picked up a stone and hit Xi Yuchen's car several times last night. His expensive sports car
, the cost of repairing the car will certainly not be low.
"Auntie, then let your cousin solve it by himself! I can't help with this matter."
Wen Yue doesn't want to be a good person anymore, and besides, this is the result of Yang Zhen's own fault.
"Yueyue, I beg you, please help your cousin!" Just as my aunt finished speaking, a female voice came again, "Yueyue, I am your cousin. You know that your cousin was not right last night.
, but can you help us intercede? How can our family get one million to compensate?"
Wen Yue immediately said seriously, "Cousin, I can't help you with this matter. The relationship between me and our boss is just that of a superior and a subordinate. Besides, if you damage someone's car, you have to pay for it. This is a matter of course.
"
"Yueyue, help us! We don't want your demolition money, and we promise not to trouble you in the future. Do you think that's okay?"
"I'm sorry, I really can't help you." Wen Yue was adamant this time. Besides, why did she ask for mercy? Because her Xi Yuchen's car was smashed, and she felt guilty.
At this moment, Yang Zhen's family was already covered with dark clouds, because Yang Zhen received an insurance compensation document early in the morning, plus a lawyer's letter, which clearly stated the price of the car repair fee, one million.
Yang Zhen never thought that he would end up paying 1 million in compensation after going crazy after drinking?
Moreover, the lawyer's letter also stated clearly that he must pay the repair fee within three days, otherwise he will be detained.
At this moment, the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family were all present. On the one hand, they were aggrieved that they could not get the demolition money, and on the other hand, they were helpless by the matter involving their eldest brother.
Yang Zhen held his head. His son was about to graduate from college. If he had a criminal record, wouldn't it affect the jobs of his family's descendants?
"Go to Liu Zhi! Let him intercede with Wen Yue. Those who drive luxury cars all have high insurance, so if you ask for mercy, just let their boss take out the insurance."
Yang Hanzhong said.
"That's right! The matter can be solved with just a word from Wen Yue. Where can we get this million?"
At this moment, a black car stopped in front of the supermarket where Yang Zhen was driving, and a middle-aged man stepped out of it. He asked with a serious face, "Who is Yang Zhen?"
"I am." Yang Zhen stood up immediately and said.
"I'm here to negotiate with you on behalf of my boss."
"Who is your boss?"
"My boss is Mr. Xi Yuchen, the president of Xi's Group."
"Hello, hello." Yang Zhen immediately greeted him warmly, without any disrespect at all, and even his eyes were full of flattery.
"Our boss means that as long as your family no longer harasses Miss Wen Yue, we will not pursue the repair compensation for this time, but we reserve the right to pursue it. Do you understand what I mean?" The middle-aged man is Xi Yuchen's personal assistant Ding Zhe, who specializes in handling this matter.
His personal affairs.
Everyone in the Yang family suddenly had their own thoughts. When Yang Zhen heard this, the stone in his chest suddenly loosened. He hurriedly said, "I understand, I understand, I drank some wine last night and did something wrong. I promise
Our family will never harass Wen Yue, and as long as your boss does not hold me accountable, I will definitely do it."
"Brother, you are the one causing trouble this time, why should we follow suit!" Yang Yun sneered.
Upon hearing this, Ding Zhe turned to face Yang Yun and warned, "Wen Yue is the one protected by our boss. If any of you from the Yang family dares to cause trouble for her again, our boss will not be polite to you. If any of you
If you dare to touch Miss Wen's demolition money again, you'd better be prepared to go to jail."
