Urged on by Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong wiggled his big buttocks and went home to get money from his wife.
"Hey, wait a minute, old man, how come everyone's chipping in for him?" Sha Zhu wasn't willing to give Liu Haizhong a single penny. "Why should we be the ones to shoulder his responsibility?"
Jia Dongxu chimed in, "That's right, Master. Zhu Zi is right. Why should we raise money for Liu Haizhong?"
"For the sake of the unity and honor of the compound, and to be able to treat Yan Jiekuang's illness, this should be enough, right?"
Yi Zhonghai didn't want to talk to anyone anymore. He just wanted to resolve this matter immediately and go home for a good night's sleep. "Zhuzi, you put up ten yuan, and Dongxu, you put up five yuan."
"ah?"
Jia Dongxu was dumbfounded. He had just been glad that he hadn't participated in the fight, but in the blink of an eye, he had lost five yuan.
"What do you mean, 'ah'?"
Yi Zhonghai glared at him. "The fitter assessment is at the end of the month. I still have a bottle of good wine. I'll put in a good word for you then."
"Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Master."
When Jia Dongxu heard about the assessment, he felt that the money was worth it; he dreamed of being promoted to the third level.
This time, without Yi Zhonghai's instructions, Jia Dongxu hurriedly went home to get the money from Jia Zhangshi.
Sha Zhu reluctantly took out ten yuan and handed it to Yi Zhonghai.
Xu Damao had just paid Shazhu 100 yuan, so he was extremely unwilling to give him any more money. Yi Zhonghai had to use all his persuasion skills, almost wearing his lips out, before he finally managed to get three yuan from the Xu family father and son.
Finally, he took out another 28.5 yuan from his own pocket, and added it to Liu Haizhong's money, making a total of 266.5 yuan.
After being persuaded by Wang Dabao, Yan Bugui wiped away the tears of heartache for his son and reluctantly accepted the compensation!
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