Wang Peng slept until 10 a.m., then got up and went to the living room, where he found his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and wife were all there.

My parents-in-law looked worried, and my wife also had a sorrowful expression on her face. They already knew that the supermarket had caught fire.

"You know something happened at the supermarket?" Li Kefan asked.

"I know, my uncle called me yesterday." Wang Peng yawned and sat down next to his wife.

"How much was lost this time? What should we do next?" Duan Cuilu asked anxiously.

"Mom, don't worry." Li Mingzhu held her hand and said softly, "This is just a small setback, it's okay."

Wang Peng nodded. "The insurance company will pay out, Mom, don't worry."

Duan Cuilu waved her hand and let out a long sigh, "Don't try to comfort me."

She knew that it would be difficult for the insurance company to receive the money in less than three to five months, after all, it was a compensation of nearly one million.

The supermarket burned down, and countless suppliers will definitely call demanding payment, not to mention the workers' wages...

Bang bang, there was a knock on the door.

Duan Cuilu went to open the door. "Xiao Lei is here. Come in and talk to me."

Du Lei rushed in, sweating profusely. "Brother Peng, you already know, right?"

"I know, don't worry." Wang Peng asked him to sit down and poured him a glass of hot water.

"You, how come you're not worried at all?" Du Lei pressed.

“If being anxious would help, I would have been anxious yesterday.” Wang Peng patted his shoulder, took out his bankbook from his pocket, and wrote down the password.

"Here is 75,000 yuan. Go to the bank and withdraw it. Give each employee 1,000 yuan as severance pay."

The supermarket had only been open for two months and had a total of seventy-five employees. Wang Peng felt that he had already done more than enough by compensating each of them one thousand yuan.

Du Lei was completely dumbfounded. The supermarket had been burned to the ground, and he was still thinking about compensating the employees?

It's not that we can't compensate them, but 1,000 yuan is too much. You have to understand, the supermarket has only been open for less than two months.

"Brother Peng, are you serious?" Du Lei asked doubtfully.

Wang Peng nodded. "Go to the bank to withdraw the money and give me the employees' contact information."

Du Lei stared at him, his bottom unwilling to leave the sofa.

“Go on, Xiao Lei.” Li Mingzhu pointed to the bankbook and said, “This money is your brother’s severance pay that he saved a long time ago. It’s for this purpose only.”

Du Lei felt a lump in his throat and pulled out a notebook from his pocket. "This is the employee roster. Some have contact numbers, some don't."

An hour later, Du Lei rushed back and placed 75,000 yuan in cash on the coffee table.

Wang Peng connected the landline and called several seedlings first...

"Sister Miaomiao, I am Wang Peng."

Ji Miaomiao said anxiously, "I just went to the supermarket and the staff are still putting out the fire. The outside of the supermarket is a terrible sight..."

Wang Peng said, "Don't worry, I'm not worried, so you shouldn't worry either. Each employee will receive a severance package of one thousand yuan. Come to my house to collect the money."

“I don’t want any severance pay,” Ji Miaomiao said. “You’re at home, right? I’m going to find Mingzhu.”

Beep, beep, the phone was hung up by Ji Miaomiao.

Du Lei said, "Brother Peng, Shishi and I don't want severance pay. We'll continue working for you once our Brother Supermarket reopens."

Wang Peng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

At that moment, the landline rang, and the caller ID showed the phone number of Qinghe Winery.

Wang Peng answered the phone, "Hello Mr. Xu, is this to collect a debt?"

"Good heavens," said Boss Xu, "After something this big, you can still laugh?"

"Whether you laugh or cry, it's still a day. Since neither laughter nor tears can solve the problem, why not spend each day laughing?" Wang Peng said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I'll sell my house and buy my car to pay back the money I owe you," Wang Peng added.

“I’m not here to collect debts. I trust your reputation,” Boss Xu said. “Just pay off the debts before the Chinese New Year this year.”

"Okay, thank you for giving me so much time," Wang Peng said.

He had no spare money left and owed a lot of money to suppliers. To pay off his debts, he had to sell his car and house.

Just then, another phone call came in.

Wang Gongdao, the owner of an aluminum alloy factory in the provincial capital, is a supplier of aluminum basins and pots for Brothers Supermarket.

Wang Peng answered the phone, "Hello Mr. Wang, this is Wang Peng."

"Brother Peng, you still owe me 30,000 yuan for goods. Settle it for me today," Wang Gongdao said.

"How about in half a month? Today is the 1st, and I'll definitely settle the account with you before the 15th," Wang Peng said.

"Okay, I trust your character. Goodbye." Wang Gongdao hung up the phone.

Li Mingzhu sighed softly and held her husband's hand. "Honey, no matter what the future holds, I will walk with you."

Wang Peng nodded, patted her hand, and continued making phone calls to his employees.

Some employees agreed to take severance pay, while others did not, such as Feng Mengling, who was slapped by Zhang Jinzhu yesterday.

She went straight to Wang Peng's house and said, "Brother Peng, you'll still be running the Brothers' business in the future, right?"

"It's uncertain now, I might change careers." Wang Peng shook his head and handed her a thousand yuan.

He was disheartened after his tobacco and liquor store was burned down and his supermarket was burned down.

Feng Mengling placed the money in front of Wang Peng and said, "I don't want severance pay. No matter what business you do in the future, I will work for you."

Wang Peng scratched his head, "I plan to rob a bank and hijack an armored truck sometime. Come help me then."

"Pah!" Feng Mengling said, both amused and exasperated. "I'm serious, are you kidding me?"

Li Mingzhu said, "Honey, since Sister Feng wants to work with us, just agree."

Wang Peng thought about it carefully and said, "Okay, I'll give you a hundred yuan as a reward for not being happy."

He gave Feng Mengling a hundred yuan, saying, "You got slapped in my shop yesterday, so you must be upset. This is my compensation for your unhappiness."

"Boss, are you out of your mind?" Feng Mengling was stunned again. Screw the unhappiness fee.

"I'm so happy that you helped me get revenge yesterday." Feng Mengling put down the hundred yuan and waved her hand. "Goodbye, boss. Goodbye, boss's wife."

Li Mingzhu saw her off at the door, and she turned back to wave to Wang Peng again.

Wang Peng sighed softly, feeling a bit choked up. A thousand yuan was twice the average wage in the provincial capital, no small sum.

Du Lei, Ji Miaomiao, Dong Shishi, and Feng Mengling have already waived their severance pay.

He was very gratified that his sincerity had been reciprocated.

Wang Peng stayed home all day without leaving the house.

Insurance companies came to him, supermarket suppliers came to him, workers came to him, and even the police and fire department came to him.

Three days later, all employees were laid off, and most of them signed their resignation contracts with severance pay.

Only ten people waived their severance pay, including Kenneth Ma and his wife.

Wang Peng said with a smile, "Brother Guoming, it's hard for me to make a comeback. You and your wife should take the severance pay and find better jobs elsewhere."

Kenneth Ma shook his head. "No, boss, I believe you will make a comeback."