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Chapter 543

The two of them quickly went downstairs.

The quarreling continued, and the air was filled with tension, as if a storm was coming.

"I tell you, you must compensate, otherwise I will never be done with you!" came a rough voice.

"I told you, we were just washing and repairing the car normally. It's not our fault at all that the thing was torn." Uncle Song argued.

His rough voice rose a bit, and he said, "Since it was you who tore it apart, I need you to compensate."

"Before we repaired the car, we also confirmed with you and asked you if there were any valuables in the car. If so, please be sure to take it out. You said there was nothing in it. Even if there was, it was really broken.

They won't let us compensate you either." Uncle Song said.

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Hu Biao, have never said these things." The rough man who called himself Hu Biao denied.

Uncle Song took a step back and said, "Okay, even if you didn't say anything, we are still writing."

Please keep valuable items properly. Our store will not be responsible if they are lost or damaged!

"Your handwriting is so small, who can read it?" Hu Biao scolded.

"This word is no longer small." Uncle Song said.

Hu Biao turned his head and said, "I don't care, you have to pay anyway. If you don't compensate me for the loss, I will call the police."

"To tell you the truth, I also know people in the police station. At that time, you will have to pay more compensation, and the car repair shop will also have to face rectification."

Rectification?

Uncle Song was stunned when he heard these two words. Ever since Ning Feiyang introduced several big orders, the car repair shop business has been booming in recent months, with a monthly net income of about two thousand yuan.

If the business is closed for rectification, the losses will be huge.

"Tell me, how much will the compensation be?" Uncle Song could only admit that he was unlucky.

When Hu Biao saw Uncle Song's look, he knew that the uncle was afraid of him, so he stretched out his hand and his five fingers lit up.

"Five thousand? This is too much," Uncle Song said.

"Five thousand? Just dream. Fifty thousand, not even a cent less." Hu Biao said viciously.

fifty thousand!

Uncle Song swayed and almost lost his balance. He had worked hard at the car repair shop for a month and could only earn so much money.

This is still a good time for business.

In the past, if I worked hard for a year, I might not be able to earn that amount.

Business has picked up in recent months. Uncle Song was thinking about buying a house and improving his living environment. His morale had just been boosted, but now it was suddenly extinguished.

"It's just a calligraphy and painting, why is it so expensive?" Uncle Song couldn't believe it.

"I bought this painting for 100,000 yuan, and the invoices are all here. I think it's not easy for you to open a car repair shop. I only ask you to compensate half of it, which is already a big deal for you." Hu Biao said, "

Hurry up and give me the money, or I will call the police."

Uncle Song sat down weakly.

Song Tiantian stepped forward and asked, "Dad, what's going on?"

Seeing that Ning Feiyang was there, Uncle Song told him the whole story. When a customer came to wash the car in his Mercedes, Uncle Song naturally had to open the car door when the interior was being cleaned.

I just opened the car door and heard a crash, and a calligraphy and painting inside was torn open.

Hu Biao came over quickly and found that the calligraphy and painting were torn apart. Without saying anything, he asked for money.

"It's too much. This is not our responsibility at all." Song Tiantian said.

"Little girl, what do you know? Just go and play. This incident happened in a car repair shop and it is your responsibility." Hu Biao added, "Your father just said that he wants to compensate."

Song Tiantian retorted: "It won't cost so much."

"This is an antique. Do you know what an antique is? A calligraphy and painting worth 100,000 yuan is already very cheap, what else do you want?" Hu Biao snorted coldly, "That is because I am familiar with the boss, so I gave this price.

If you take it outside, it will start at least 200,000 yuan."

Youdao is priceless in calligraphy and painting!

Song Tiantian had never experienced anything like this before, and what the other party said was clear and logical, so she was speechless for a moment.

"Let me take a look at the invoice." Song Tiantian didn't know how to refute.

"Take a good look." Hu Biao handed over the invoice.

Song Tiantian just looked at her casually to see if she knew anything, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

Ning Feiyang also took the opportunity to take a look, and found some clues.

"Where did you buy this calligraphy and painting of yours?" Ning Feiyang asked.

"In Liu's Antique Shop." Hu Biao added, "Everyone has heard of this famous antique shop in Nanyang City."

Ning Feiyang took the check and asked again: "If I remember correctly, you just said you are familiar with the boss. Which boss are you familiar with?"

"Who are you and why are you asking so many questions?" Hu Biao felt guilty.

"You're not lying, are you? Do you know who the boss of Liu's Antique Shop is?" Ning Feiyang asked.

Hu Biao said in a deep voice: "Mr. Liu, of course I know. I have done several businesses with him and have a very strong relationship with him. I bought it from him. Do you have any questions?"

This guy really goes to great lengths to defraud money!

Ning Feiyang put his phone away, shook it, and said, "I have captured what you just said on video. Now I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise I will hold you accountable."

ah?

What is going on?

Just before the conversation, Hu Biao was very angry and insisted on paying 50,000 yuan in compensation. After just a few words, Ning Feiyang let him go. Is it possible?

"Is there something wrong with your brain? I told you that you must pay 50,000 yuan, or I will call the police." Hu Biao threatened.

"Okay, then call the police." Ning Feiyang shrugged.

Hu Biao was startled. He didn't expect Ning Feiyang to say this. He reiterated: "If you call the police, your car repair shop will face rectification. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Yes, Feiyang, this matter cannot be delayed. If the car repair shop is reorganized, the losses will be huge." Uncle Song lowered his voice and said.

Song Tiantian looked at Ning Feiyang, wondering what he meant.

Aunt Ni also spoke up and said, "If this matter gets too big, it won't be of any benefit to us. I think we'll just have to pay for it."

"It's a big deal. This matter must be a big deal. Call the police and let the police come and make a decision. I'll make the call." After Ning Feiyang finished speaking, he had already dialed the number.

Li Bin received the call and rushed over quickly, winking at Ning Feiyang as a greeting.

"I came just in time. Let me tell you the situation first." Hu Biao stood up first and described the matter.

He emphasized that the responsibility lies with the car repair shop and how valuable his calligraphy and paintings are. By the way, he pointed out the areas where the car repair shop failed to meet standards and asked them to rectify it quickly.

Li Bin frowned and lowered his voice and said: "Brother Ning, this case is not easy to get rid of all the car repair shops." (To be continued)


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