Fang Zhiyi still didn't come home all night, but no one at home cared. They just criticized Fang Zhiyi's mistakes over the years at the dinner table and finally concluded that he was obsessed with money and was biased!
Looking at the children who stood on the same side as her, Zhang Enyu felt much more at ease.
Since things have escalated to this point, she'll file for divorce when Fang Zhiyi returns! Let's see if he's scared! She has to make him apologize—apologize to her, apologize to their son!
But the next day, they were met by law enforcement officers.
"Yesterday, Ms. Zhang smashed a total of 18 antiques belonging to Mr. Wu Tiancheng in his shop. After our negotiations between the two parties, Mr. Fang Zhiyi agreed to compensate for the damages. Because the amount was huge, Mr. Fang Zhiyi has agreed to mortgage the house as compensation."
The cold words left the Fang family completely dumbfounded.
"Mom, what happened yesterday..." Fang Yunyi looked at Zhang Enyu in disbelief. He knew that Zhang Enyu had gone to cause trouble for his father yesterday, but he didn't know that Zhang Enyu had actually done something so serious!
"How could that be! Those are all fake antiques!" Zhang Enyu jumped up; she couldn't believe it!
However, Fang Zhiyi is the head of the household and is also her husband. Fang Zhiyi has already signed the compensation agreement, and the other party has also presented an assessment report. The law enforcement agency also found it strange. In the past, both parties in compensation or debt cases would try their best to argue. Who knew that this time the party at fault would agree to full compensation without hesitation and with a very good attitude.
On the contrary, this culprit is practically a jinx.
"Madam, please calm down. After assessment and negotiation, even with this house combined, it's still not enough." After saying this, the law enforcement officer shook his head at Zhang Enyu. This spendthrift woman, whoever marries her is doomed, isn't she?
That day, all of Fang's family members were cleared out, and each of them stood on the street with large and small bags, looking lost and helpless.
"Mom, how could you smash someone's antiques!" Fang Yunhui complained. "Now look what's happened, we've even had to compensate them for the house!"
"How do I know he'll sell the shop to someone else? Didn't he particularly like that shop before?"
"Where do we go now?"
"I still have some money. I'll rent a place first. When your dad gets back, I'll ask him what he meant! If it weren't for him, this wouldn't have happened! How can we live like this?!"
Although everyone was full of complaints, there was no other way.
"Do you understand? Don't touch antiques too often. Before they break, the price is negotiable, but once they're broken, the price is whatever you ask for, especially during appraisals, which are always based on average prices and then upwards." Fang Zhiyi leaned back leisurely in her recliner.
Fang Yuran, standing to the side, was extremely anxious: "Dad, how can you be so relaxed? You've lost all your money and the house! I, I..."
Fang Zhiyi glanced at her: "It has nothing to do with you. I'm just fed up with them. They all say that money doesn't matter, all they want is companionship. Let them experience what it's like to be broke."
"But you can't either..."
"Miss Fang!" A young woman rushed over, smiled at Fang Zhiyi, and then said to Fang Yuran, "Miss Fang, our boss needs to speak with you. Mr. Fang, would you like to come along too..."
Fang Zhiyi waved her hand: "I'm not going, I'm too lazy to move. Let my daughter go."
"Fang Yuran, right? Haha." Wu Tiancheng looked at the flustered girl in front of him. He tried his best to appear friendly, but the scar on his face was too hideous. "Um, from now on you'll be our intern manager, okay?"
"Intern manager? But I..."
Wu Tiancheng interrupted her: "Well, here's the deal for you. After three years of internship, you'll become the vice president, and as vice president, I'll give you some shares."
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