Jiang Wenlong said speechlessly, "This matter has been handed over to Director Cheng to order. I can't intervene. What can I do?"

The fellow's eyes were red, "No, no, look at me, I ate all those meals to protect your innocence"

"You have to compensate me for my losses, otherwise, I will tell everyone about this and we will all be finished, believe it or not?"

The fellow villager held onto the table with difficulty, speaking while sweating.

"Are you threatening me?" Jiang Wenlong glared at the other person. He didn't expect that this fellow villager would become so ruthless that he would dare to threaten him.

He is usually very gentle and polite. I have never seen him get angry, he only compliments me.

Jiang Wenlong was taught from a young age that barking dogs are not scary.

A dog that doesn't bark may bite you when it gets angry.

Jiang Wenlong was also a little scared, after all, the other party could do anything without any scruples.

But I can’t do that, I’m still a decent actor.

His tone slowed down, "My fellow, I'm sorry, I was just a little bit carried away and didn't think before I spoke."

"How about this, I'll compensate you for some of your losses, and we'll just pretend this never happened, how about that?"

The fellow looked at the hypocrite in front of him with contempt

After thinking about it, he nodded and raised five fingers.

"Five thousand, right? I'll transfer it to you later." Jiang Wenlong felt that this fellow villager had little potential and that he really couldn't make a lot of money running a restaurant, so he didn't even dare to ask for the price.

The fellow villager shook his head and said, "Fifty thousand, not a penny less," while staring at the other person fiercely.

Jiang Wenlong was a little angry and almost slammed the table because he had not received his salary yet.

Pay back 50,000, not a penny less.

But seeing how ferocious his fellow villager was, he felt that he had to pay the money. He was afraid that his fellow villager would become so ruthless that he would do anything, and by then it would no longer be a matter of money.

He promised his fellow villager and asked the other party to provide an account number so that he could transfer the money.

After the fellow left

He called Zhen Langyan. After all, he couldn't pay for it himself.