"You'd better go out and take a look quickly. This child is so naughty and sneaked out again."
The dean hurriedly walked out, and as soon as he walked out of the gate, he saw the other side of the road.
I happened to see a man slap a child in the face, and the security guard was trying his best to dissuade him.
"Li Ming, Li Ming!"
The dean walked over and quickly checked on the child's condition.
This little boy named Li Ming was only five or six years old, and he was dragging a snakeskin bag in his hand.
Logically speaking, one should cry loudly after being slapped, but strangely, Li Ming did not cry, but glared at the man.
"You are the director of the orphanage, right? You bastard scratched my car, tell me what to do?"
The man was a young man in his mid-twenties and drove a Porsche 718.
The left rear door was indeed scratched with a foot-long mark, which was quite obvious.
"I am the child's dean. Do I apologize to you on his behalf?"
"I don't need any apology. Please pay for it quickly. This car is a luxury car and very expensive." The man said.
After looking at the car, the dean asked, "How much do you think the compensation will be?"
"Almost one hundred thousand."
"What? One hundred thousand?"
Several people were immediately shocked. They knew that this car was very expensive, but a trace of less than one foot would not cost 100,000 yuan.
"We don't have that much money, can you see if you can get less?"
"Do you think this is shopping for groceries? Bargaining, this car is priced at this price, not even a penny less than a hundred thousand." The man lit a cigarette.
Ling Fei was about to step forward to say something, but Ning Fan stopped her and said, "Don't be anxious, let's wait and see what happens."
At this time, Li Ming, who was slapped, said: "I didn't scratch your car, it was just like that."
"You little brat, how dare you say that it was the coal tongs hanging on your hand that it was not you?"
"If I say no, it's not me."
Li Ming's eyes were rolling, but he couldn't bear to stay.
"Hurry up and give me the money, don't delay my business."
"But we really don't have that much money?" The dean was very embarrassed.
After spending this period of time, the orphanage has less than 20,000 to 30,000 yuan left, and we don’t know when the relief funds will be disbursed.
If you really pay this money, the children will go hungry starting tonight.
"Dean, it's really not me who shaved it." Li Ming said.
"Shut up, who else could you be? Do you think I haven't seen it? You people, stop pretending. You get so much relief money every year, most of it goes into your pockets, and you still pretend to me that you haven't seen it."
money?"
Hearing this, the dean became angry: "Don't talk nonsense, I have never spent a single aid fund."
"Hmph, you just need to know it yourself. Now hurry up and give me the money. You are delaying my business. I will earn millions per cent. Are you worthy of delaying my money?"
"Okay, stop pretending, millions of dollars are coming in every minute, and the cows next door can fly."
Ning Fan said with a smile, millions of dollars every minute, even the largest company in Jinhai City would not dare to say that.
The man glanced at Ning Fan: "Boy, you have nothing to do here, get out of here."
"Why do you want me to get out? If you get out, you won't get the money, right?"
"So you are also from the orphanage, so don't talk nonsense and get the money quickly." The man was very skilled.
Snapped!!!
As a result, Ning Fan raised his hand and swatted it away: "We haven't figured out the money yet, so don't think about money."