As Chen Yan said such words calmly and indifferently, several people around him were stunned for a moment.
Not only the head teacher, but also the aunt next to him and even the couple also had their eyes widened.
For such a small injury, the lion asked for two million. They knew it was impossible, but they were asking for a huge price, so let's talk!
But what happened now? This ant, dressed like a migrant worker, actually said that two million was short, and even asked for the card number without giving back even a penny.
"Want a card number?"
"Two million, can you afford it?"
The male head of the family made no secret of his disdain and contempt for Chen Yan, "You are the one who moves bricks and paints walls on the construction site. You may not be able to earn two million after working for a hundred years. You are still pretending to me, what do you give me? Zimbabwe?"
Currency? Oh, you, a country bumpkin, probably don’t even know what a Zimbabwean currency is.”
The matriarch didn't waste any time and just threw out a card: "You turn!"
Chen Yan smiled coldly and took out his cell phone.
The head teacher was dumbfounded.
He quickly stopped him and said, "Dad Beibei, are you serious about coming? Don't be impatient for now. It's just a small friction. Let's sit down and talk."
The matriarch said: "Teacher Guo, don't interfere, let him do it."
"Ding dong!"
A text message soon came from the woman's cell phone.
She picked it up and saw that it was a transfer text message sent by the bank, reminding her that she had just received a payment. When she looked at the number, there was a 2 in the front and a string of 0s in the back. Count carefully... it was not two hundred.
Ten thousand, but twenty million.
OMG.
I actually called over 20 million.
How could a migrant worker get so much money?
Sensing that something was wrong with his wife's expression, the man asked: "Honey, what's wrong? Did you send me two cents? I knew it would be like this. How could a person like this get two million?"
"Not two cents."
"Two dollars?"
"two thousand......"
"Tsk, two thousand, I just want to chat privately and dream."
"Ten thousand...! Husband, it's twenty million Yanhuang coins. He just transferred twenty million to me."
"Bang!"
The head teacher, Mr. Guo, was so surprised by the number 20 million that he froze up. He leaned back involuntarily and bumped into the table behind him. Several children's ornaments on it fell down and made a sound.
After Xu Zidong's parents were shocked, their faces showed ecstasy.
Twenty million, for a family like theirs, it would take several years to earn it, and now it is just like picking it up for free.
Xu Zidong's father, Xu Chunfeng, immediately put on a smile: "Haha, we really don't know each other until we fight. Now, this matter is settled. Let's say goodbye first. From now on, classmates will take care of each other!"
Chen Yan put away his cell phone and said with a smile: "Your son's matter is over, but your matter is not over yet!"
Xu Chunfeng said: "What can I do?"
Chen Yan said: "You slapped my daughter, how do you calculate this debt?"
"Haha, haha, isn't that... isn't that a misunderstanding? Then, how about I compensate you, 20,000 yuan? Even if you go to the hospital for injury examination, you can only compensate you at most.
Two thousand, don’t you think?”
As soon as this was said, the head teacher and the kindergarten aunt sneered.
If your son gets a minor scratch, he will pay you 20 million yuan.
You slapped someone's daughter and you only paid 20,000?
How do you have the nerve to say it?
"Okay, I won't give you 20,000 yuan, just go away!"
Chen Yan said coldly.
Xu Chunfeng and his wife Gu Shuling looked at each other and saw ecstasy in each other's eyes. They didn't care whether Chen Yan told them to get out, so they quickly took their son away.
As soon as I walked out of the campus gate, I burst out laughing——