Wang Jin sat on the sofa, took two deep breaths, and then spoke in a hoarse voice, the expression on his face becoming more solemn.
Like a victim of school violence, recalling those not-so-good things.
Only a madman knows that Wang Jin is trying hard not to laugh.
"It's okay. If you feel wronged, tell the teacher."
Liu Dazhuang tried his best to squeeze into the sofa which was not very spacious. He then showed an honest smile and reached out to pat Wang Jin on the shoulder.
He arrived late and didn't know what happened before.
But judging from the excited look of the parents, the young man in charge of the secret investigation must have been wronged.
Although all this has little to do with him, Liu Dazhuang can't leave Wang Jin here.
If the new star of the ghost story world is humiliated in front of his eyes, this month's bonus... no, the salary will most likely be confiscated.
Then I won’t have money to buy protein powder.
What's more, Liu Dazhuang himself was very grateful to Wang Jin who gave him advice, so of course he had to help him.
Thinking of this, he ignored Li Deshun's doubtful eyes and stood up to get Wang Jin a glass of water.
"Drink some water and speak slowly. The teacher will make the decision for you."
The strong man patted his chest and quietly winked at Wang Jin.
He could feel the sadness in the young man becoming more and more intense, like a helpless seventeen-year-old boy.
It's so pitiful, so angry, so violent on campus...
"Teacher Liu, Wang Jin is the one who hit me."
Li Deshun sighed with a complicated expression.
He can't understand.
When there is a dispute between students, it is just to see who gets beaten and who makes the most noise.
Both of these were taken care of by Kuang and his son.
They just pointed at Zhang Wen's father and cursed him, but the other party didn't dare to say anything back.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to guarantee that he would clean up this second boy.
But just now, the man was almost fighting with him, as if it was Wang Jin who was being lifted up by his vaginal legs.
Coupled with the increasingly solemn expression of the young man in front of him... Li Deshun suddenly couldn't recognize who the victim was.
"Whatever, whether you take advantage of it or not, you have to kneel down and apologize."
Thinking of this, Li Deshun shook his head hard and turned to look at the middle-aged man on the sofa.
"Mr. Youqian, please speak first."
"Um."
The man nodded and turned to look at the young man beside him.
Of course, Wang Jin was also looking at him carefully.
Gold chains, gold watches, and fine jade rings.
Coupled with that slightly rich physique and white, tender and delicate fingers.
Like his name, this man is quite wealthy.
When the lunatic made a scene in the office just now, You Qian acted very calmly.
This made Wang Jin couldn't help but give him a high look.
"Your name is Wang Jin. My mother is away on business trips all year round. My father owes gambling debts and his whereabouts are unknown."
Yougan narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.
"In order to avoid debts, you two brothers came to Jiuchun to live together."
"am I right?"
After talking about the false information he spent a lot of money to investigate, he looked at Wang Jin.
It seemed that he wanted to see an expression of surprise and fear on this boy's face.
"Um…"
Wang Jin nodded and motioned for the other party to continue speaking.
"Last Friday, you had a quarrel with You Kuang and then agreed to solve the problem at the school gate, right?"
The man pointed at You Kuang who was standing aside, his expression a bit ugly.
"Um."
Wang Jin nodded again and said nothing more.
"After that, you severely injured my son. It is said that he flew several meters away, right?"
Yougan frowned and his voice was a little low.
He found that the control of the conversation had unknowingly passed to Wang Jin, and he seemed to be a subordinate reporting the situation.
"well."
The young man sighed and then slowly shook his head.
With these words, You Gan took the avoidance of important matters to the extreme.
He didn't even mention the twenty-odd bread men, the shiny sticks and steel pipes.
"I have to say, you are very capable."
Yougan patted Wang Jin on the shoulder, but his expression changed.
"But no matter how talented you are, you are just an ordinary student."
"You hurt my son, do you know what that means?"
The man grinned and smiled.
He was very happy and took back the control of the conversation.
As for this young boy, you can make his legs weak by just scaring him.
"This means that as long as I say a few words, the school will expel you."
"After that, I will take you to court."
"If the crime of intentional injury is implemented, your only choice is to pay compensation or go to jail."
"As for compensation, it's impossible for your brother to afford it."
"Go to jail...I have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death there."
Yougan whispered, seemingly not noticing the madman's gaze at all.
"And I will give you a third option now."
He paused and spoke again.
"Kneel down with your brother, apologize to my son, and then sign this."
As you spoke, you took out a contract from the leather handbag that fell to the ground and threw it to Wang Jin.
"A monthly salary of two hundred...ten years of work...isn't this a contract of betrayal?"
Liu Dazhuang on the side seemed to be afraid that Wang Jin would suffer a loss, so he quickly took it and turned it over.
There is another contract below, which is the amount of compensation voluntarily negotiated by both parties.
After reading it, he began to think about how many months he would be without protein powder if he helped Wang Jin pay the compensation.
About six thousand months.
Haha, what the fuck...
"Did you ask Zhang Wen to sign this?"
Wang Jin took the contract with a cold expression on his face.
"Ha...Although that kid is quite hateful, he didn't do anything to my son, and his parents are not like your brother."
Yougan curled his lips, as if he thought he was sure to win over Wang Jin.
"They didn't say anything after they entered the door. I slapped my son and left."
"I won't embarrass you if you are sensible. As for you..."
The man smiled, as if he thought of something happy, and then turned his attention to You Kuang.
"Son, what do you want him to do?"
"I want him to lick my shoes and apologize at the same time."
You Kuang's face was ferocious, and he looked at Wang Jin and Madman fiercely.
"Apologize, you should apologize."
Wang Jin sighed and looked solemn.
"Hmph, you hurt my son, please apologize..."
"No, no, uncle, you made a mistake."
The young man shook his head and pushed back what You Gan said.
"I had a little friction with classmate You Kuang, but the injuries on his body were really not caused by me."
"On Friday night, as soon as I went out, I saw more than 20 unidentified people hanging around outside the school, and they were still holding cell phones."
"As for Student Kuang, he has been held hostage by those people."
Wang Jin sighed, the sadness on his face became more and more intense, as if he was blaming himself.
"Zhang Wen and I rushed forward immediately and got into a fight with those idle people."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that I'm useless."
Wang Jin slapped his thigh hard, his face full of grief.
"If I could have saved classmate You Kuang earlier, he wouldn't have been beaten like this by those people."
"I do owe him an apology."
Wang Jin raised his head and looked at You Kuang, his tone sincere.