TVSFPAG -Chapter 88 Who Could Stop This?

“The insurance company will assess the damage and compensate accordingly. Whatever should be paid will be paid.”

While speaking, Chu Jinhan had already withdrawn the payment QR code and placed it back into Song Yunfei’s hands.

Song Yunfei held her phone, feeling like she was about to cry.

A person couldn’t possibly throw away money just for the sake of dignity!

Looking at the two of them with their very different expressions, Bai Yu’s smile deepened. “Wow, your electric scooter even has insurance? So legally conscious.”

Chu Jinhan seemed not to hear his sarcasm at all and said, “I thought you knew that hitting something with a car made you legally ignorant. Turns out you do understand the law.”

Bai Yu replied, “This is a car parking space. What’s wrong with me parking here?”

“I parked outside the lines, yet you still managed to hit it. If you weren’t doing it on purpose, then it’s either your driving skills—or your character—that’s the issue.”

Although he didn’t say the rest outright, it was obvious: either terrible or just barely acceptable.

Song Yunfei felt that Chu Jinhan was still too polite—he even insulted people so subtly.

“Alright, alright.” Bai Yu raised his hands in surrender. “My fault. Mr. Chu’s sharp tongue is like it’s been coated with herbicide. Looks like the memory loss isn’t too serious.”

After saying that, he gave Song Yunfei a meaningful look. “Maybe he’ll remember everything at any time. You must be very happy about that, Yunfei, right?”

Song Yunfei forced a smile, letting out two dry laughs. Was there any drug that could make someone go mute without breaking the law?

Chu Jinhan had already taken out his phone and called the insurance company.

Bai Yu found this somewhat amusing. He slipped his hands into his trouser pockets and leaned against the front of the car, watching him make the call.

Song Yunfei quietly walked over to the shade of a tree and squatted down.

These two were just too boring.

After waiting for over half an hour, the insurance company finally arrived.

After inspection, the representative said somewhat speechlessly, “It’s fine. Only two rearview mirrors are broken—about fifty yuan.”

Bai Yu corrected him, “No, no, only one was hit by me.”

The insurance staff, writing in his notebook: “…Then that’s twenty-five yuan.”

Song Yunfei facepalmed. Forty thousand had turned into twenty-five, and they had wasted so much time—she couldn’t tell whether this world had gone crazy, or Chu Jinhan had.

Bai Yu tried hard to hold back his laughter, took out his phone, and opened the payment QR code. “Twenty-five yuan… that’s really expensive. You’d have to collect scrap metal by the roadside for quite a while to earn that much.”

Chu Jinhan expressionlessly opened his own payment QR code and accepted the twenty-five yuan.

To someone unaware of the situation, it would look like the two of them were handling a transaction worth twenty-five million.

After the transaction was completed, Chu Jinhan took Song Yunfei’s hand and walked toward the hotel.

After checking in at the entrance, they went straight to the banquet hall.

Along the way, Song Yunfei kept sighing. A rare opportunity to legitimately “extort” money had been extinguished by Chu Jinhan.

Chu Jinhan turned to look at her. “That disappointing?”

Song Yunfei sighed dramatically and held up one hand. “Forty thousand! Look at how smug he was—wouldn’t it have felt great to squeeze some money out of him?”

Chu Jinhan stared at her for a moment, then raised his hand and pressed her thumb down. “That’s what forty thousand looks like.”

“……”

“Is that the point?!”

Chu Jinhan took her hand and looked at her very seriously.

“There will be opportunities.”

Song Yunfei froze slightly. “What?”

Chu Jinhan said, “Forty thousand is indeed not a small amount, but it’s not enough to control your emotions or reduce you to someone else’s laughingstock.”

Although Song Yunfei didn’t quite understand, seeing how serious he looked, she didn’t argue further.

“Alright…”

“All of this—we will have it in the future.”

Song Yunfei looked into his deep eyes, where a hint of uncertainty seemed to be hidden.

She found it a little hard to bear such a gaze, as if he were looking at someone who was about to die.

Song Yunfei tried to change the subject. “What if it’s four hundred thousand?”

She once again made Chu Jinhan fall silent.

After a long pause, Chu Jinhan finally spoke. “For you or for me?”

“For you.”

“I wouldn’t take it.”

“What if it were for me?”

“That would be your own choice.”

Song Yunfei asked again, “Then if I were about to die and needed four hundred thousand for treatment, and someone told you to kneel—would you kneel?”

“Yes.”

He answered without hesitation, yet it felt like a needle piercing deeply into Song Yunfei’s heart.

For some reason, her eyes stung.

Honestly, how was she supposed to walk away after that?

She shouldn’t have asked at all—who could possibly resist something like this?

“Mr. Chu, Miss Song, you’re here. Why aren’t you going in?”

Li Miao’s voice rang out at just the right moment, breaking the strange atmosphere.

Song Yunfei blinked, composed herself, and turned to look at the newcomer.

She smiled and said, “We just arrived. Neither of us has attended such a grand celebration before, so we were discussing what we should do once we go in.”

Li Miao also smiled. “No need to overthink it. Just relax. Shall I take you in?”

“Sure.”

Li Miao led the two of them into the banquet hall, where quite a number of people had already arrived.

There were employees from their company, as well as clients and business partners.

These people were gathered in small groups chatting. Most of them knew each other. Since she and Chu Jinhan didn’t recognize anyone, they casually found a seat and sat down.

The seating wasn’t arranged in rows like a theater, but rather like a banquet, with tables spread throughout the hall.

Aside from those seats with assigned name cards, everyone else could sit wherever they liked.

There were plenty of snacks on the table. As soon as she sat down, Song Yunfei grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and started cracking them.

Listening to the conversations around her, she learned that these industries all belonged to the Li family.

Feng Tianhao’s father had married into the family (a matrilocal marriage), and his mother had been in charge. However, she no longer handled much now—Feng Tianhao had taken over as the head.

Behind them stood their backer, Li Zhe. Because Li Zhe served as a vice president at Huayue, the Li family had been able to grow bigger and bigger in Qingcheng.

In summary, the true “boss” behind Fengyue was actually Li Zhe—Feng Tianhao’s uncle.

However, aside from Li Miao and a few unfamiliar members of the Li family, neither Feng Tianhao nor his mother were seen in the venue, nor was Li Zhe present.

At that moment, Feng Tianhao was in an office on the top floor of the hotel.

He held a rolled-up newspaper in his hand and used it to strike the forehead of the overweight man in front of him.

“I told you—to restrain yourself—and you go and cause trouble again!”

With each word, Feng Tianhao struck the man’s forehead once.

The recent incident in the industrial park had spread widely. Liu Maocai had bribed a technician from Jiayuan to tamper with the sewing machines at Xinglong Garment Factory.

Manager He had led people to guard Jiayuan’s entrance from morning till night, even bringing a group of reporters, demanding an explanation.

Jiayuan had no choice but to call the police, arrest the technician, and promise compensation and pension for the injured workers.

The technician, fearing retaliation from Liu Maocai, initially wanted to take the blame himself. However, after the police showed photos of the two of them, he had no choice but to admit everything.

Jiayuan didn’t want to prosecute Liu Maocai either—they feared he might retaliate against their factory, and they also didn’t want to be used as a pawn by Manager He.

As a local enterprise, Jiayuan had some connections, so they went to Feng Tianhao’s mother for help.

Feng Tianhao had been scolded by his mother, and now he was venting all his anger on Liu Maocai.

Liu Maocai’s forehead was being slapped repeatedly, his body trembling with each blow.

Even now, he still couldn’t figure out where those photos had come from.