Chen Qian took a calculator and counted the scars on his son's body.
He looks like a philistine, just like a vendor in a vegetable market.
This outrageous move stunned the other parents.
He tapped out a number on his calculator: "That's 37 injuries in total. Ten thousand dollars per injury, that's three hundred and seventy thousand dollars total! Pay up, parents!"
Mrs. An: "Three hundred and seventy thousand? What do you mean?"
Chen Qian sarcastically explained, "Your precious son hit my son. Doesn't he have to pay for the medical expenses and mental damages?"
"That doesn't need to be so much as 370,000!"
Chen Qian hesitated and muttered, "Hmm... 370,000 is indeed difficult to divide among six parents. How about this, I'll give you a friendly price, 10,000 off, 360,000, and each parent will pay 60,000. It's fair and just."
"Your calculations are quite clear!" Some parents were dissatisfied and looked at Shen Xinze, "I think half of the injuries on your son's body were caused by you as a father, and you used them to blackmail us."
Chen Qian glared at him angrily: "You're talking nonsense, the last time I beat him up was several days ago!"
"..." Listening to what he said, I really feel sorry for his son. How could he have such a scumbag father?
Qiu Lei gritted his teeth and acted as a peacemaker in the middle: “Dad Shen, the cost of the child’s examination should be compensated according to the actual amount. Please don’t joke with the rest of us parents.”
“Do I look like I’m joking?” Shen Qian was unhappy. He pulled Shen Xinze in front of him and said with a very arrogant expression, “Do you know that my son is a genius chess player?”
"What does this have to do with compensation?"
"This is a huge deal! Over the years, he's participated in numerous domestic and international competitions, averaging millions in prize money per match! You, the underachieving son of yours, have beaten him. His physical fitness has deteriorated, his brain has been stimulated, and he's suffering psychological trauma. This series of effects will likely lead to him making mistakes in his next competition, directly losing millions in prize money. I'd like to ask you, parents, is 360,000 yuan in compensation not excessive?"
The parents immediately started to make a fuss.
"That's bullshit! I've never seen a stingy person like you asking for an exorbitant price!"
"I think he doesn't want compensation, but wants to sell his son."
"His son is as skinny as a monkey. It's obvious he's been abused. This irresponsible parent only cares about money."
…
These unpleasant discussions penetrated into Shen Xinze's ears word by word.
Especially when his classmates were present, Shen Xinze felt that the little self-esteem he had left was also trampled under his feet.
He clenched his fists so tightly that veins popped out on the backs of his hands.
He looked at his father angrily, his eyes red.
He suddenly shouted, "Please, stop asking for money! I don't want any compensation!"
Shen Qian was stunned, and looked back at Shen Xinze, his pupils gradually filled with resentment and cruelty.
"Did I ask you to interrupt, you bastard?"
He habitually raised his palm and swung it down, and Shen Xinze subconsciously closed his eyes.
But the expected pain did not come.
Shen Xinze opened his eyes and saw a pair of small hands stopping his father's violent behavior.
Mo Yunnuan held up Chen Qian's arm like she was lifting a weight, refusing to let him hit her.
She yelled at Shen Xinze: “Little brother, get out of the way, don’t let him hit you.”
Chen Qian reacted immediately and grabbed the back of the girl's collar with his other hand and threw her away.
Seeing this, Su Jisheng quickly hugged the child and kicked Shen Qian in the chest.
Chen Qian took two steps back and fell to the ground.
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