Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 36 Compensation of 150,000
Sang Rou gripped her skirt tightly. More than half of the month had passed, and she didn't have much money left for living expenses.

Looking at Lin Zhengyu in front of her, Sang Rou knew that if she couldn't come up with the money, he definitely wouldn't let her leave.

She didn't want to be hit by Nan Xu again.

Sang Rou gritted her teeth and whispered to Yuan Qiao, "Yuan Qiao, do you have any money to lend me?"

Yuan Qiao's eyes widened. He wasn't some rich kid; he only got into such high-end restaurants because he was associated with Sang Rou.

Normally, the allowance his parents gave him would only be enough to buy two dishes here.

Yuan Qiao shook his head. "No, I only have two thousand yuan on me."

This two thousand yuan was saved from eating with Sang Rou every day.

For the past month, Sang Rou has frequently taken him to various high-end restaurants, restaurants that he simply cannot afford.

Sang Rou had no choice but to take out her phone and call Sang Qingyun.

Sang Qingyun, who was discussing business with Lin Jingheng, was interrupted by the ringing of a phone.

The conversation at the dinner table suddenly stopped.

Sang Qingyun smiled apologetically at Lin Jingheng, glanced at the phone, and then hung up.

The call was disconnected again.

The call was disconnected the third time.

Lin Jingheng's humble and gentle face was already showing some impatience, but since it concerned a collaborative project between the two companies, he couldn't show it.

Lin Jingheng raised his glass and clinked it with Sang Qingyun's. "This glass is to wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Sang Qingyun immediately raised his wine cup respectfully and said, "Thank you for your kind offer, Second Master."

The two drank it all in one gulp.

Sang Rou called several times but no one answered. She was so anxious that sweat beaded on her face and dripped down her cheeks.

Lin Zhengyu said impatiently, "Can it work or not? If it can't, call the police."

Sang Rou gritted her teeth and called again.

The two had just put down their wine glasses when Lin Jingheng interrupted Sang Qingyun before she could even speak, saying, "The cooperation is a done deal, Mr. Sang, please take this call."

Sang Qingyun left the private room with her phone, looking apologetic.

As soon as he stepped out of the private room, Sang Qingyun's apologetic and humble expression vanished.

Sang Qingyun answered the phone and said irritably, "What is it?"

Sang Rou whispered, "Dad... I'm out of money."

"No money? It's only halfway through the month, you have 200,000 yuan, and you're broke?" Sang Qingyun's voice was full of disbelief.

Sang Rou should tell Sang Qingyun everything.

"I accidentally spilled water on someone's suit today, and the total cost of compensation is 150,000 yuan."

Sang Qingyun frowned. 150,000 was indeed not much, but what kind of suit could be worth 150,000?

If it really is 150,000, then he has nothing to say.

If he were to deceive Sang Rou, he would make sure that person suffered the consequences.

He successfully signed a contract with the Lin family today and is in a pretty good mood. He's willing to clean up the mess his daughter made today.

"Okay, where are you now? I'll go check on you."

"At Yunhe Restaurant."

Sang Qingyun realized that she was also at Yunhe Restaurant, and Sang Rou was downstairs.

"I'm upstairs. Wait a moment, I'll come down and take a look myself." He then hung up the phone.

After listening to Sang Qingyun's words, Sang Rou already had a clear understanding of the situation.

He said smugly to Lin Zhengyu and Nan Xu, "My dad will be here soon, so just wait."

Lin Zhengyu and Nan Xu exchanged a knowing smile.

Waiting? Fine, then we'll wait.

Sang Qingyun was about to go downstairs when she suddenly remembered that Lin Jingheng was still in the private room.

He pushed open the door to the private room again, his face full of apology. "Mr. Lin, I have something to attend to and may have to leave first. This meal will be on my tab."

Lin Jingheng stood up and straightened his suit. "It's getting late, I'm getting ready to go back."

"It was my fault for not taking good care of you this time. I will sincerely invite you to dine with me another day. Please do me the honor then," Sang Qingyun said obsequiously.

Lin Jingheng adjusted his glasses. "Definitely."

The two went down the stairs. When they reached the bottom, Lin Jingheng kept his eyes straight ahead, not even glancing at the farce unfolding before him.

Nanxu was too far away, but the person looked somewhat familiar.

"Then, Mr. Lin, I won't see you off." Sang Qingyun stopped in her tracks.

Lin Jingheng simply nodded without saying a word.

The voice that called "President Lin" was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach Nan Xu's ears.

Sang Qingyun lifted her foot and headed this way.

"What suit of yours is worth 150,000?" Sang Qingyun carefully examined Lin Zhengyu, who was sitting to the side.

Lin Zhengyu looked up, his gaze meeting Sang Qingyun's. "I didn't say the suit cost 150,000." Sang Qingyun looked at Sang Rou with a questioning look in her eyes.

"That's right. He said his suit wasn't worth much, but it came to 100,000 yuan after all the extras, and there's Sang Tingwan's dress, which cost 10,000 yuan."

Sang Tingwan?
Sang Qingyun looked at Sang Tingwan, who was standing behind Lin Zhengyu.

Sang Tingwan timidly raised her head, then immediately lowered it again.

Sang Qingyun frowned. "Then the other compensation won't even cost 50,000."

"You're asking for an outrageous price!"

Lin Zhengyu laughed instead of getting angry, "You're slandering me."

"Didn't I say there's also compensation for emotional distress? Sang Rou inquired about Wan's affairs last time, and this time she stopped us from having dinner again."

Upon hearing Sang Tingwan's voice, Sang Qingyun glanced at Sang Rou, deciding he would settle accounts with her later.

Lin Zhengyu raised his hand to check the time. "An hour has passed. For the three of us, it's normal for us to ask for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in compensation for emotional distress, right?"

"This is extortion!" Sang Qingyun exclaimed angrily.

"Uncle," Nanxu called out to the retreating figure.

Lin Jingheng had already reached the door when the familiar voice forced him to stop.

Lin Jingheng looked in the direction of the sound.

Nan Xu waved.

Lin Jingheng, who was originally as cold as ice, couldn't help but smile.

Sang Qingyun looked at Lin Jingheng who had returned and wiped non-existent sweat from her face with her suit jacket.

Oh no, one of them is Lin Jingheng's niece.

Lin Jingheng quickened his pace and walked over.

"What's wrong?" a caring voice asked.

"Dad, you're here too?" Lin Zhengyu stood up and stepped aside to make room for Lin Jingheng who was walking over.

Sang Qingyun was now truly sweating profusely.

That's adding insult to injury.

He'll be driven crazy by this troublesome daughter sooner or later.

Lin Jingheng stepped forward, looked at the messy table, and asked in a calm voice with a hint of anger, "What happened?"

Sang Qingyun said, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. It's all my daughter's fault for upsetting the young master and young lady."

This was the first time Sang Tingwan had seen Sang Qingyun so humble, and she couldn't help but smile slightly.

Sang Rou stared intently at Sang Tingwan.

Lin Zhengyu stepped forward, blocking Sang Rou's vicious gaze.

Lin Zhengyu raised an eyebrow at Sang Rou, as if to say, "Who's sucking up to whom?"
Sang Rou hid behind Sang Qingyun, twisting her fingers, tears welling up in her eyes.

Lin Jingheng looked at Sang Rou and said gently, "It's my son and niece who are being unreasonable. They are both adults, yet they are arguing with children in their teens or twenties."

"It's really because I haven't been strict enough with my children."

child?

Lin Zhengyu and Nan Xu exchanged a smile, subtly criticizing Sang Rou for being stupid and brainless.

Sang Qingyun was drenched in sweat; how could he dare to accuse Lin Jingheng of not disciplining him properly?

"No, no, Mr. Lin, it was my daughter who was being disrespectful. She offended the young master and young lady."

"I hope the young master and young lady will give me a break and go online for my sake."

They keep calling me "young master" and "young lady," it's like they're still living in ancient times. Lin Zhengyu silently complained to himself.

"Ah Xu, what do you think?" Lin Jingheng asked softly, looking at Nan Xu.

Sang Rou stared intently at Nan Xu, afraid that she would say she wanted to slap her twice to vent her anger.

Just because Sang Qingyun had been so subservient, if Nan Xu really wanted to slap her a couple of times to vent her anger, Sang Qingyun wouldn't stop her.

"Uncle, the water wasn't splashed on me, so I can't say anything."

"So, what do you think, Zheng Yu?" Lin Jingheng asked Lin Zheng Yu.

"Then let's stick to what we just said, 150,000, how about that?" Lin Zhengyu said, looking at Sang Qingyun.

"Alright, alright, as long as the young master can calm down, none of this is a problem."

Lin Zhengyu then took out his Alipay QR code and said, "Hurry up, you've already wasted more than an hour of my time."

Sang Qingyun naturally didn't care about this small amount of money; it wasn't even one ten-thousandth of the profits he gained from cooperating with the Lin family.

As long as the young master can calm down, even a few more 150,000s wouldn't matter.

The money was transferred quickly, and Lin Zhengyu didn't delay any longer. "Now that the transfer is complete, we'll be going."

As they spoke, the group prepared to leave.

Lin Jingheng smiled at Sang Qingyun, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)