Thump thump thump... ...
Early in the morning, Chu Fang had just gotten up when he heard a knock on the door, and he immediately opened it.
Qin Qin was standing outside, wearing a t-shirt with the neckline slightly loose, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone. She wore dark blue denim shorts that fit her well, showing off her long and shapely legs.
She was carrying steamed buns and congee, her smile sweet: "Brother Chu Fang, I just bought breakfast and I bought some for you too."
“...Okay, thank you.” Chu Fang took the breakfast and nodded: “Don’t buy it anymore, I usually make breakfast myself.”
The two stood at the door, seeing that Chu Fang seemed to have no intention of letting her in. Qin Qin maintained her smile and said, "Okay, then you eat. I'm leaving."
After saying that, Qin Qin immediately went to the next room.
Chu Fang looked at the tightly closed door, sighed, and gently shook his head.
"I don't like her!" His sister-in-law's voice reached his ears, her tone filled with resentment.
"You're such an ingrate, someone bought you breakfast."
Chu Fang closed the door and placed breakfast on the table: steamed buns, shumai, white porridge, hot milk, and several dishes of pickled vegetables—a sumptuous and exquisite breakfast, clearly prepared with care.
"I just don't like it!" Zhong Rou pouted, her lips agape as if they were stained with oil. "That woman has ulterior motives."
She paused, then glanced at Chu Fang and asked, "Brother-in-law, do you like her?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang smiled and stuffed the steamed bun into Zhong Rou's mouth: "Eat your breakfast, and hurry up and go to class after you finish eating."
Chu Fang had seen far too many women; goddesses that ordinary people dreamed of fawned over him, so why would he even look at Qin Qin?
For Liang Sisi's sake, he wouldn't embarrass Qin Qin.
Zhong Rou's throat tightened, her eyes rolled back, and she looked extremely uncomfortable: "Sister... Brother-in-law..."
Well, I swallowed it.
... ...
Zhong Rou went to school with her schoolbag on her back, while Chu Fang finished breakfast and left home immediately.
Instead of going to the studio, I went to Wen Xiangbing's residential area.
After knocking on the door, it opened, revealing Wen Xiangbing dressed simply, his hair a mess, and still half asleep.
Why are you here?
"I've come to see you." Chu Fang said as he walked in, "I remember today was the day you were discussing things with that young master Li."
"Oh, I almost forgot." Upon hearing this, Wen Xiangbing perked up slightly.
The matter between Wen Xiangbing and that young master Li has dragged on for several days. Both sides' legal teams have collected and organized evidence in their favor, and they have agreed to meet today.
If the agreement is successful, act as if nothing happened; if it fails, then you really should call the police.
Wen Xiangbing quickly washed up and then sat down at the table to eat breakfast. Chu Fang sat opposite him and asked, "What do you plan to do about this?"
"I want money," Wen Xiangbing said calmly. "I was slapped and lost my job. I need compensation."
“But... I definitely won’t do it for ten or twenty thousand. The compensation should be at least six figures. Otherwise, he should just go to labor reform.”
Chu Fang nodded.
He agreed with Wen Xiangbing's choice.
On the one hand, his good friend had lost his job and was desperately short of money, while that young master Li happened to be rich. With witnesses and evidence in hand, it would be impolite not to extort money from that rich second-generation. On the other hand, tens of thousands of yuan could not insult Wen Xiangbing's dignity.
After finishing their meal, the two left the room and drove to the agreed-upon location.
Before long, we arrived at a tea restaurant.
At that moment, a group of men in suits were standing outside, holding documents and whispering, discussing the case at hand.
At the forefront stood a middle-aged man, dressed in a well-tailored dark suit with clean lines and superior quality. His hair was neatly styled, with the sides and back slightly trimmed, and his face was clean and sharp, exuding confidence and composure.
Upon seeing Chu Fang and his companion, the middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and greeted them, "President Chu."
These men in suits were Chu Fang's legal team, and the middle-aged man was the team leader, named Zhai Shizhong. He was a senior lawyer with exceptional personal abilities and had won many cases.
A group of legal team members also stepped forward to greet him, and Chu Fang nodded in response.
He asked Zhai Shizhong, "How is it? Are you confident?"
"With witness testimonies, physical evidence, various reports from the hospital, and our research on the law, we are confident of winning," Zhai Shizhong replied.
Actually, the whole thing is very simple; it's just a case of one side being attacked. As long as the evidence is presented, winning is a natural outcome.
Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing walked side by side, followed by a group of lawyers. They entered the tea restaurant and immediately spotted Young Master Li. His face was stiff, and he had lost his arrogance and haughtiness from the day before.
In front of Li Shao was a man with a slightly broad forehead and a few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, but his pupils were bright and spirited. Judging from his appearance, he should be Li Shao's father. Behind him stood several lawyers.
Walking to the dining table, Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing sat down together, looking at each other.
"I am very sorry for what happened to my son." Mr. Li's voice was somber, carrying the air of a leader who often held high positions. "It is my fault for failing to raise my son properly."
Chu Fang gave Wen Xiangbing a look that said, "Let me speak." With the latter's consent, he began, "An apology is unnecessary. It's insincere and sounds rather harsh. Now, there are two options: one, your son goes to jail; two, you compensate my friend for his losses."
President Li stared intently at Chu Fang, his pupils calm, while the latter looked back defiantly at the former, his face beaming and his eyes almost squinting into slits.
Mr. Li slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "I choose to compensate."
Chu Fang calmly replied, "One million."
Wen Xiangbing's pupils dilated slightly.
His expectation was to receive at most a hundred thousand in compensation, but Chu Fang immediately asked for a million.
Good heavens!
Are you serious?
Despite the unexpected figures, Wen Xiangbing remained silent. He trusted Chu Fang and believed his good brother wouldn't lie to him.
The young man, surnamed Li, was extremely agitated: "I only slapped him once, and you're demanding a million? You're extorting me! I..."
"Shut up!" Li Shao was about to speak when his father frowned and interrupted his son's arguing. The former immediately shut up, while the latter looked at Chu Fang and said, "One million? I'd rather let my son spend a few days in jail."
“Fine, the choice is yours, I don’t care.” Chu Fang shrugged. “As long as you’re willing to bear the criminal record of three generations, and those clients see those records when they check your company and family information and do nothing about it, I suggest your son go to jail.”
"After all, spending just over ten days in jail will save you a million in compensation. Your son might not earn a million in his entire life, so from that perspective, you're actually winning. And also..."
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