Chapter 14 That's a different price.

The three men's burly physiques, their domineering behavior, and the strange feeling of brainstem deficiency made Mr. Chen increasingly believe he had been tricked. His hand trembled as he reached for his phone: "Fine, fine, you're messing with me, aren't you? I'm calling the police right now!"

Zhang Mo didn't stop them. She sat in her original seat, her long legs in black boots crossed over her shoulder, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if everything was under her control. She simply said, "Mr. Chen, since you're Sunny's friend, I'll give you another chance. Do you want to resolve this matter?"

Mr. Chen dismissed her dismissively: "No need to say anything more, I'll just call the police..."

"Or let me ask you another question: three months ago, when that mother had her child snatched from your shop, do you really feel that you have a clear conscience?" Every word Zhang Mo spoke was like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into Boss Chen's heart.

Mr. Chen's expression changed slightly, and he was about to retort when Zhang Mo continued, "According to my data collection, on the day the incident occurred, one of your store's employees anonymously leaked information online. They said that they actually wanted to stop them that day, but you told them not to meddle, and anyone who dared to go would be considered absent without leave, with their full attendance bonus and year-end bonus deducted. They even deliberately blocked the mother when she tried to chase after him, demanding that she pay the bill before leaving. Am I right?"

"Heh, it sounds like Mr. Chen really cares about money." Zhang Mo stood up, looking directly at the other person, making it impossible for him to avoid her gaze, and issued a final ultimatum: "I'll ask you one last time, do you want to talk here, or in the office?"

Mr. Chen's face was half pale and half green. He finally dismissed Xu Wen and told her to attend to other matters, then invited Zhang Mo and the other three to his office for a discussion. His tone carried a hint of helplessness and compromise, clearly showing that he had lost his earlier toughness.

Xu Wen looked at Boss Chen with disdain, took off her employee badge from around her neck and slammed it on the table: "No need, I quit!" Then she left angrily.

She had only been working at the store for two months and hadn't personally experienced the child snatching incident three months prior. She had vaguely heard colleagues mention it while she was at work, but she never imagined the truth would be like this.

If Boss Chen was still putting on a brave face at this moment, Lang Xing called out before closing the door in his private office, "Hey, kid, come in too."

Then, Mr. Chen watched in disbelief as the office door, which had been just a crack in the door, was suddenly flung open with a loud bang by something unseen!

Boss Chen: ""

This surreal imagery finally shattered his psychological defenses! He felt a profound sense of powerlessness and fear!

Mr. Chen was trembling all over, barely able to support himself by holding onto the edge of his desk. "I...I don't know! I really don't know! I thought it was just a couple arguing. We're just running a business; we shouldn't interfere in other people's family matters! How could I have imagined...I felt so guilty afterwards, and I've been apologizing to that mother!" At this point, Mr. Chen's expression turned horrified and frightened. "Don't tell me that child is really dead! Isn't that man his biological father? How could this happen? This has nothing to do with me!!!"

What was a simple domestic squabble between husband and wife suddenly turned into a murder case, and Mr. Chen's face was filled with terror and fear. His face was as pale as paper, cold sweat dripped from his forehead like a waterfall, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, as if he were searching for a last straw.

"Even if he dies, you can't blame me. Blame his own father for being too cruel, or his mother for being useless. How can you blame me?!"

Mr. Chen didn't think he had done anything wrong; he just felt incredibly unlucky to have encountered such a situation. He didn't care what would happen to the child afterward; all he knew was that he couldn't delay collecting the money he owed for even a second.

Who would have thought that a child snatching could lead to a murder?!

The three little wolves weren't worried at all. They took a liking to Boss Chen's luxurious electric massage chair, and the three of them, like mischievous kids, took turns sitting in it, swaying back and forth and enjoying the comfort that money brings.

The translucent little boy stared blankly, biting his finger, seemingly wanting to join in the play. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who the real child was.

In the corner of Boss Chen's large desk sat an electric golden lucky cat. For some reason, its paw was stuck. Zhang Mo, bored, reached out and gently nudged it, and the paw started swinging again: "Enough. I don't need to know why you did this, I just need to know you did it. I can resolve this for you, but that will cost a different price."

Mr. Chen said with difficulty, "200,000."

Zhang Mo: "30."

Lang Xing raised his hand: "Could we also add this stool?"

The other two nodded frantically in agreement. Greedy smiles adorned their faces, as if they could already see the luxurious massage chair being moved into their own homes.

Boss Chen: "......"

That massage chair is imported from Germany, and it costs over 30,000 yuan.

Their banditry was outrageous.

"...Okay." Mr. Chen's expression changed several times before he finally agreed.

This person was Sunny's friend, and was considered a respectable figure, so Zhang Mo wasn't worried that he would renege on his debt.

"Alright, since we've agreed, give me that mother's contact information," Zhang Mo said.

"Okay." Mr. Chen subconsciously pulled out his phone, then paused, an embarrassed expression on his face. "Uh... I made a mistake. That mother has been contacting my assistant. I'll have my assistant give you her contact information later..."

Zhang Mo cut to the chase: "Stop acting, I know you definitely have that in mind."

Boss Chen: "

Zhang Mo stood right next to him, watching helplessly as he pulled the mother's phone number out of his blacklist, looking embarrassed and ashamed.

What a warm, harmonious, and friendly relationship between businesses and customers!

Zhang Mo sarcastically repeated the nonsense Mr. Chen had just uttered: "Extremely remorseful? Constantly apologizing? It seems Mr. Chen, your mouth has a membership system; only VIPs can hear the truth?"

Mr. Chen: "..." The slap in the face came too quickly, which is very embarrassing.

Zhang Mo clicked her tongue, a beautiful smile curving her lips, and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "I regret it. I'll raise it to 400,000, and give the extra 100,000 to this mother."

Boss Chen: ""

"Oh, right. And what about Ms. Xu from earlier? She was doing well at work, but because of Mr. Chen's personal mistake, she couldn't continue. Although he was the one who resigned, you were still the one at fault. Compensating her with n+2 seems reasonable, right, Mr. Chen? What do you think?"

Mr. Chen, in agony, swallowed his pride and said, "It's reasonable...it's reasonable..."