Chapter 38: Fight
"Jia Yan, wait a minute! The academy asked the Arts Department to discuss the program list they submitted. When do you think we can meet?"
As soon as Lu Jiayan finished class, he was stopped outside the lecture hall by a boy wearing Gucci black-framed glasses and a Burberry white stretch shirt.
Lu Jiayan frowned slightly. She never made any big expressions, always worried that they would cause wrinkles. Therefore, people who didn't know her always thought she was rather aloof.
But now, Lu Jiayan really felt a little annoyed.
"Minister Wang, why don't you just decide on this matter? There's no need to discuss it anymore, right?" Lu Jiayan slung the bag over his shoulder.
In micro-action psychology, when a woman carries her bag or frequently adjusts her bag while talking to someone, it indicates a resistance mentality, indicating that she subconsciously wants to leave.
The person who stopped Lu Jiayan was Wang Mingen, the head of the Arts and Literature Department of the National School of Economics Student Union. He was a junior this year and had just taken over as head.
Wang Ming'en obviously didn't notice Lu Jiayan's mood and said excitedly, "How can that be? Our School of Economics and Literature Department is a place of authority. How can I have the final say? You're the deputy director, so of course I have to discuss this with you."
Although Lu Jiayan was impatient, he still spoke softly, "I'm just a nominal deputy minister. It's not appropriate for me to get involved in this kind of thing. Can you just talk to Deputy Minister Liu Yue?"
Lu Jiayan originally joined the Arts and Literature Department simply because the then director Zhang Xiaomeng was her senior in high school and her father's student. She had known her since childhood and she felt embarrassed to refuse, so she joined the Arts and Literature Department to give it a good reputation and to host some campus activities.
As a result, in her sophomore year, when the college student union held an election, Lu Jiayan, who did not run for election, was automatically elected as the deputy director of the Literature and Art Department because she was too beautiful and had too many invisible wings.
Who can I go to for justice?
Wang Ming'en smiled slightly. "You know the school attaches great importance to this anniversary party. Liu Yue has been recruited by the student union. No matter what, you are the deputy minister. If there is something going on in the department, you can't stay out of it, right?"
The National University’s 110th anniversary gala will be held in the middle and late part of next month. Wang Mingen invited Lu Jiayan under the pretext of the gala, and it was difficult for Lu Jiayan to refuse.
"I've booked a private room at Jingxinju. We can eat and talk at the same time. You have to eat too, right? After dinner, we'll have finished talking about our business. It won't take up your time."
Lu Jiayan had always been a good girl since she was young, so she had no choice but to agree: "Minister Wang, I'm on a light fast and won't eat after 4 pm. How about we meet at the cafe next door?"
Although Wang Mingen felt regretful, he couldn't say something like "It's okay, I'll eat while you watch", so he had to nod in agreement.
Lu Jiayan and Wang Mingen walked into the encounter corner one after another.
Before entering the door, through the large transparent window of the coffee shop, Lu Jiayan saw Fang Yu sitting with his legs crossed, nodding frequently with a smile on his face, as if he was accepting a work report from a subordinate.
Opposite Fang Yu were two middle-aged men and women who looked wealthy.
Well, you are in your thirties, so of course you are middle-aged.
——
"I wonder if there's anything I can do to help you two?"
Fang Yu said this politely, but it sounded wrong to Mada.
Why does this sound so familiar?
Shit, now I remember, this is what it feels like when I ask someone to do something for me or when I invite some supervisors or leaders to dinner!
How could this kid be so cunning at such a young age?
Ma Da basically confirmed his guess and felt more and more that he had made the right decision to come here today.
Ma Da, Chai Ling and Fang Yu exchanged a few pleasantries with words like "I didn't expect that there are national students and promising young people among the coaches in our store", and then got down to business.
"Cough." Mada coughed lightly and glanced at Chai Ling.
Chai Ling seemed not to hear Mada's hint and just lowered her head to drink the hot latte in her hand.
I don’t want to protect Sun Yang. If you want to protect him, just say it yourself. Don’t look at me.
Ma Da was helpless and could only speak up, "I've read the email you sent to President Chai. We came to Guoli today to see you, mainly to thank you for helping Chaoyue improve our management system. As for the bonus owed to you by the Joy City store, we will also compensate you accordingly, which will be no less than your previous bonus."
Fang Yu waved his hand and smiled. "Mr. Ma, you're too polite. I don't need that. It's what I deserve. No reward without merit. Chaoyue owes me a bonus. Just give me the bonus."
Ma Da's eyes flashed. "That's easy. Chai Ling, tell the finance department to transfer Fang Yu's bonus from last month to him now."
Chai Ling nodded, picked up the phone, stood up, and went outside the store to make a call.
Ma Da watched Chai Ling walk out of the cafe and continued, "You know, I'm a sports person. Sports people tend to speak bluntly, so I'll just say what I want to say."
"Sun Yang, though uneducated, has indeed made a number of mistakes. This time, there was a misunderstanding between him and you. You said in your email that if Chaoyue didn't address Sun Yang's embezzlement, you would organize the students to file a collective report."
"I am also very dissatisfied with Sun Yang's problem this time and plan to move him to another position."
"But I hope this matter is confined to Chaoyue, and that Sun Yang receives the punishment he deserves. If you're still unhappy, I can ask him to pay you some mental compensation."
"I think it's better to resolve a feud than to create one. You emailed Chai Ling because you wanted justice, not to send Sun Yang to jail, right? You young people are always confused by ideas of fairness and justice. You may be a sophomore, but you're an adult. It doesn't make any sense."
Fang Yu raised the corner of his mouth. "Boss Ma, I think you misunderstood. I don't want justice, and I don't pursue fairness or justice. I don't even mind if you don't return my bonus from last month."
Ma Da was startled: "Then what do you want?"
Fang Yu still had a smile on his face: "I just want to get him in."
Fang Yu had just finished speaking when his cell phone dinged. He picked it up and saw that the bonus of 34,550 yuan had arrived.
"Mr. Ma, thank you. The bonus has arrived." Fang Yu waved his mobile phone at Ma Da.
Mada was a little confused by Fang Yu. Fang Yu did mention in the email that he exceeded the requirement to report the case to the police. Mada thought at the time that this guy just wanted money, but now it seems that this is not the case?
Why does Fang Yu hate Sun Yang so much? It doesn't make sense.
"He asked me to accompany an old lady who was almost 50 years old. He treated me like a duck and spread rumors about my relationship with a female student. I told Sun Yang at the time that if he didn't pay me the bonus and apologize, I would be sent to work on the sewing machine. A real man should do what he says." Fang Yu explained casually.
Only then did Ma Da understand what was going on.
"How about this." Mada pulled out a card from his pocket. "The password is six zeros. Here's 100,000. Consider it my apology to you on behalf of Sun Yang."
Fang Yu was quite surprised that the motor could achieve this.
It seems that this motor is not just pretending to be loyal, but is really loyal.
Fang Yu smiled and took out a card, showing Ma Da a text message: "Including the bonus just now, there is 580,000 yuan in this card. The password is 456567. Mr. Ma, call the police. I will use this money to buy him three years of steamed bread."
Mada took a deep breath. He was a businessman and he always believed that harmony brings wealth.
But he was really angry now. Fang Yu was being too unreasonable.
Even if Sun Yang offended you, wouldn't it be enough for him to compensate you? Why did he have to kill him?
Moreover, Sun Yang had been his driver for several years and knew a lot. Although he had no experience of committing any crime, no one in business was completely clean. Many things were only a few pounds if they were not made public, but if they were made public, they would be worth a thousand pounds.
How could I possibly send Sun Yang in like this?
Ma Da suppressed his anger and remained silent for a moment before suddenly smiling. "Xiao Fang, I'll just say what I want to say. The rules of this society are that you can't achieve your goals just by being right. You need to have the corresponding strength."
"You're just a student. Frankly speaking, you have no right to say those things."
"Although my words may not be pleasant to hear, this is reality. Unless you demonstrate your strength, I will take your words seriously. Otherwise, I'm sorry, you may have to pay the price for what I just said for the rest of your life."
Fang Yu acted as if he hadn't heard the threat in Mada's words. He clapped his hands and smiled, "Boss Ma, I agree with what you said. But, what do you think strength is?"
Ma Da's eyes flashed. "Wealth, status, connections, ability, and even personal strength—these are all strengths. If you can show me your strong family background, I'll admit defeat. Even if I don't call the police, I'll bring Sun Yang here to apologize to you in person."
Ma Da has always been suspicious of Fang Yu's background, but because Haixi has recently been cracking down on police officers who leak personal privacy, and the current query system has records, no one dares to check his familiar relationships, so he still hasn't figured out the exact relationship behind this sophomore student.
"Oh? Does personal strength count? I remember Mr. Ma made it to the national lightweight semi-finals?"
Fang Yu's question obviously touched Ma Da's sore spot.
"That's all ancient history, more than a decade ago." Mada waved his hand. "Although we live in a society ruled by law now, individual violence is useless. But the ability to fight itself is proof of ability."
Fang Yu laughed heartily. "That's fine, Mr. Ma. How about this? We can have a match. If I lose, you decide what to do. If I win, how I deal with Sun Yang later has nothing to do with you. How about that?"
(End of this chapter)
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