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Chapter 43 [Financial Boss]

Chapter 42 [The Financial Backer Boss]

The proprietress bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said carefully and slowly, "We know that hitting people is wrong. We came here with sincerity and wanted to apologize to Mr. Luo in person. I..."

"My dear lady, please don't make things difficult for me." The waiter spread his hands and said, "Uncle Qing is the boss here. How can I overturn his orders? If I really take you in, I don't know whether your plan will succeed or not, but I will definitely get a good scolding."

The proprietress looked helpless and glanced at the waiter, realizing that what he said was the truth.

Chen Yan patted the waiter lightly and whispered, "Brother, we won't make things difficult for you. However, even if your boss told you not to see him, he must have told you what his attitude is, right?"

While the waiter hesitated for a moment, the proprietress, after all, was also open for business, so she reacted quickly and immediately took out a pack of prepared cigarettes from her windbreaker pocket and quickly stuffed it into the waiter's hand.

The guy was stunned and immediately put his hand holding the cigarette box into his sleeve.

He then slowly said, "Uncle Qing was furious and very determined. He meant that there would be no reconciliation. This incident made Uncle Qing lose face, so... he was determined to make the three attackers suffer.

You should find a solution somewhere else."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows: "No room for negotiation? We can pay more money, medical expenses, mental damages, we can pay a little more?"

The guy didn't want to pay attention at first, but for the sake of the pack of cigarettes, he looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, let me be frank with you.

Uncle Qing is not poor, he has no shortage of money. Besides, the beating was not serious, just a minor injury. How much medical compensation can he get at most?

Do you know what Uncle Qing was doing when he was beaten? He was doing feng shui reading in a shopping mall, and the boss of that mall was with him.

As a result, your younger brother, what a bastard, rushed out and beat up Uncle Qing on the spot, making him so embarrassed.

Do you know how much Uncle Qing lost face? In front of his financial sponsor, the boss!

Chen Yan understood immediately.

This Luo Qing must have somehow cheated a rich boss by helping people with feng shui?

That must have fully demonstrated his high popularity.

Suddenly, three thugs rushed out, pinned the master to the ground and beat him up.

What do you want their financial sponsor to think?

Didn’t the master’s personality collapse in an instant?
Not only would you lose face, but you would also lose money - maybe even the business deal would fail.

"Nothing to discuss at all?" Chen Yan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"The boss said there's no room for negotiation." The waiter waved his hand and said, "Okay, I've said enough. Don't embarrass me. Just leave now."

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Although the proprietress was unwilling, she had no choice but to leave Luo Yunzhai with Chen Yan.

He walked a few steps on the street with his head down, then raised his head and glanced at Chen Yan: "Chen Yan, you..."

"Boss lady, you don't want to go back and beg them again, do you?" Chen Yan shook his head and said, "It's useless. I guess half of what that guy said just now was actually what Luo Qing told him to say.

Their attitude is very clear, it's useless to go back and beg now."

The proprietress took a deep breath and said, "But, I...what should I do? I can't just ignore the three of them."

Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "I think it's impossible for you to come to their house and beg for help. Go back first and think about your connections and relationships. Can you find someone who might be able to talk to them and have some face? Then ask them to mediate. It's better than getting a cold shoulder, right?"

The proprietress thought about it carefully and it seemed that this solution was not a solution at all. Apart from this, there seemed to be no other way.

"Okay... I'll go back and ask someone."

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked the boss lady to the side of the road in the commercial district, but suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, boss lady, lend me fifty yuan to take a taxi home, I have no money in my card."

The proprietress looked at Chen Yan in confusion, added Chen Yan's WeChat on the spot, and transferred two hundred yuan to him.

"You should also go back and rest. Also..." The lady boss gave Chen Yan a deep look and said, "Xiao Yan, you've graduated and have a job now. Don't waste your salary! Save some money on yourself. It might come in handy in the future."

Chen Yan smiled and walked the proprietress to the roadside, watching her get into a car and leave.

In fact, Chen Yan’s words just now were just to comfort her, with the purpose of persuading her to leave.

After seeing off the proprietress, Chen Yan turned around and went back to the commercial street. He strolled for a while and did not go to Luo Yunzhai again. Instead, he went to two other shops.

I bought a set of brushes, a piece of pine-textured ink, and a box of yellow talisman paper. The top-quality cinnabar was out of stock, so I bought a box of slightly inferior one.

It cost about ten thousand yuan in total.

Chen Yan strolled with the bag of things and found a restaurant on the commercial street and asked for a private room.

After ordering a few dishes and a pot of corn juice, Chen Yan slammed the table while eating and drinking.

This won't work - the accounts won't settle.

The boss lady took two hundred yuan.

I spent nearly ten thousand yuan on buying things for myself.

The last time I helped Lu Sisi, I charged the girl 120 yuan, and spent hundreds of thousands of yuan on everything! (Compensation for the house)
I, Mr. Chen, a kind man, cannot keep doing this kind of loss-making business!
Chen Yan gritted his teeth and said: I have to find a sponsor to reimburse me! !
I picked up the phone and called Mr. Fang.

After the call was connected, Chen Yan smiled and said, "Boss Fang, how is your recovery going?"

Mr. Fang laughed happily, "Ha! Mr. Chen, thank you for your concern. I'm fine. I've been safe and sound these past few days, and I'm recovering. Your talisman is really effective. I've been as stable as a rock these past few days, and nothing has happened to me."

"Yes." Chen Yan nodded, then said softly, "I'll make you sick, make you lose money, and finally make you break your leg...are you willing to accept this?" "..." Boss Fang was silent for a few seconds, then said in a serious tone, "Teacher Chen, please wait a moment."

Boss Fang was sitting in the company's office. The office had been cleaned out, and everything had been replaced with new ones. Not even a piece of paper was left.

He held the phone and slowly gave a look. Assistant Yan in the room immediately understood, turned around and walked out, closing the door.

"Teacher Chen, do you have any advice?" Mr. Fang leaned back in his chair and spoke with a smile.

He... of course he is unwilling!
Let me be frank, the beating Luo Qing received two days ago was done by someone hired by Boss Fang.

Assistant Yan asked someone to keep an eye on Luo Qing for a few days and figured out Uncle Qing's whereabouts.

Then, he changed the middleman and found three young men from other places from the university town in the east of the city to teach Luo Qing a lesson.

The deed was done very cleanly. The three young men who did it didn't even know the name of the middleman, and there was no transfer record. Instead, they took an envelope containing 10,000 cash.

Boss Fang got the news on the day Uncle Qing was beaten.

But...how can I be satisfied?

How much suffering I have suffered from being cheated!
I had a serious illness and almost died in the hospital!

A truck of goods overturned in business, resulting in a loss of millions!
I ended up breaking my leg and it’s still in a cast!
The opponent just got beaten up casually, with a few punches and kicks, and at most suffered soft tissue contusion.

That's it?

It’s definitely not enough!
However, if the attack was more severe, Mr. Fang would not dare to do so - although he was not a good man, he was not a pure gangster either.

If a serious case involving serious injury were to occur, he would be afraid of getting himself into trouble.

So, Mr. Fang’s original intention was: I will find someone to beat you up, and then I will do it again every now and then, every one or two months.

If he was beaten eight or ten times in a year, even if he was not beaten severely each time, it would be enough to make him mentally collapse.

If not, continue next year!

This is called cutting meat with a blunt knife, take your time.

However, Chen Yan's sudden call gave Mr. Fang another better option.

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Mr. Fang relaxed in his chair, stretched his legs out, and then he picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "Teacher Chen, can you tell me in detail?"

How could Chen Yan make his words so clear? He smiled and said slowly, "I can't really explain it, but I do know one thing: good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. It's just a matter of karma.

Some people do bad things, and maybe God will naturally bring some disasters or illnesses upon them.

Sometimes, justice may be late, but it will not be absent.

Is that the truth, Mr. Fang?"

Mr. Fang's eyes lit up. He reached out to the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

"Teacher Chen's words are quite reasonable." Mr. Fang said with a smile, "I feel much brighter after hearing what you said.

Oh, by the way, Teacher Chen, I just happened to have something to ask of you."

Chen Yan smiled: "Mr. Fang, please speak."

Mr. Fang cleared his throat and said slowly, "Aren't you living in my house?

I recently had an idea. After all, the house has been there for many years, and it might be in disrepair somewhere, with water leaking or bricks falling off. I want to purchase some decorations and tidy up the house.

But you know, it's the end of the year, and there's so much going on! My staff can't spare any time either.

I was thinking, since Teacher Chen lives in that house, why not ask Teacher Chen to help me handle this matter?"

Chen Yan was happy.

Mr. Fang is very sensible.

His tone was very steady: "I wonder what Mr. Fang's budget is for renovating the house?"

Mr. Fang asked tentatively, "Look at that house. If I spend two hundred thousand dollars to fix it up, can I make it look decent?"

Chen Yan listened and laughed, "Mr. Fang, this house of yours is a mansion. If you spend less money on a house this grand, it won't look good - it doesn't match!"

Well, this is because the money is not enough.

Mr. Fang pondered for a moment, thinking about his serious illness, financial loss, and broken leg...

He frowned. "Four... well, what about five hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand should be enough to fix up the house."

"That's enough." Chen Yan nodded immediately.

"However, repairing the house is a rather troublesome matter. Since I have entrusted the matter to you, Teacher Chen..."

Chen Yan smiled and said, "I understand! I was the one who fixed up the house. If there are any problems, I will naturally handle them."

"it is good!"

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【Let’s order some tickets~】

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(End of this chapter)