Little Life on the American Ranch

Chapter 320

"Well, from a humane standpoint, you can just pay him a little compensation, or this matter will be troublesome for you?" The traffic policeman pulled Jian Heng away a few steps, and said to Jian Heng to discuss.

Jian Heng was surprised and said, "What? I'll pay him? I've been waiting for the red light here, and I haven't even hit a white line. If he hit me, I want to pay him instead?"

When the traffic policeman heard this, a little impatient expression appeared on his face: "Then you have a solution if you want to solve it, go to court!"

When Jian Heng saw the traffic policeman's expression, he was a little annoyed immediately: "I asked you to recognize the responsibility for the accident, so you're going to come here with me!"

"Comrade, aren't we mediating? Besides, what you said was that you parked and he hit you. This is just your one-sided statement. There is no evidence. There are no cameras or anything here, and we are not responsible. Believe me, I'm just proposing a solution, and whether it works or not depends on the opinions of the two parties, if you disagree, you can go through the legal process!" When the traffic policeman heard that Jian Heng's words were impolite, he turned to tone down.

"Ouch, ouch, outsiders hit people, Shihua's men are all dead!" The old man pricked up his ears, and when he heard the traffic policeman say this, he immediately howled loudly, and lay on the ground almost rolling.

Another traffic policeman couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at the old man: "You are almost done, and you are the only one who can represent the men in Shihua County!"

Jian Heng thought for a while, and didn't want to entangle with the old man too much, he opened his mouth and said: "Then I will pay five hundred, but you have to give me a certificate to prove the situation at the scene, I only gave it out of a humanitarian standpoint 500 yuan compensation"

"That won't work!" The traffic policeman immediately shook his head and rejected Jian Heng's proposal.

Originally, the traffic police came to Hexi Ni's place to take such responsibility. When they heard that they had to sign by themselves, they immediately shook their heads like a rattle.

At this moment, an Audi appeared next to him. Sun Siwei got out of the car and walked over with a trot, pushed away the crowd, walked to Jian Heng's side and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing that Sun Siwei was fine, Jian Heng was a little surprised when he saw the person who came with him, and smiled at that person: "Guo Song, why did you two come together?"

"Hey, we'll talk about this matter later, why don't you tell me what's going on with you first?" Guo Song pointed at the old man lying on the ground.

Jian Heng was about to explain here, when the cell phone in his pocket rang, and when he took it out, he found that it was He Ye calling.

He took out his mobile phone and put it to his ear, and He Ye's voice came out: "Hey, are you home yet?"

"It's here, but now I'm in a little trouble. I was blackmailed by someone, and my car was hit by an old man." Jian Heng directly told He Ye about this matter.

"Is the person okay?" He Ye didn't care about the car first, but the people.

"It's not my responsibility to have anything to do with people. I was waiting for a red light at the intersection, and an old man riding a tricycle ran towards me..." Jian Heng briefly told the story on the phone .

He Ye didn't understand what was going on when he heard something, so he said directly to Jian Heng: "You take a picture of the traffic police's number for me, and give the phone to that old man who blackmailed people."

When Jian Heng heard it, he switched to the photo mode, and after a click, he took a picture of the traffic police and took pictures of all the people with their sirens.

"What are you doing?" The traffic policeman subconsciously covered his siren, and then rushed over to snatch the phone from Jian Heng's hand.

As soon as Jian Heng stretched out his hand, he pushed the traffic policeman away: "I'm here to settle the matter, the owner of the car said it, I will pay the compensation!"

"You're the one who drives when you're feeling." The traffic policeman looked at Jian Heng with a bit of disdain in his tone.

When he arrived, the traffic policeman who came with him stretched out his hand to stop his companion, and said to Jian Heng: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my colleague is in a bad mood these two days!"

Jian Heng glanced at the traffic policeman who was speaking, then turned around and walked to the old man's side, and handed over the mobile phone: "Here, the owner of the car wants to talk to you, don't you want compensation, talk to him!"

The old man glanced at Jian Heng suspiciously, and reached out to answer the phone.

Jian Heng listened to a few words, and then heard the old man shout: "Fifty thousand!"

Suddenly the whole body of the old man seemed to be alive, and he said repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I want 5 yuan, and I won't give up without [-] yuan!...".

As soon as the old man heard what the old man said, he asked himself if he wanted 5 yuan, and before he could speak, he asked if he had given [-] yuan and there would be no more trouble. All of the money was left in his mind , where there is still the brain to think about other things.

"The big boss wants to talk to you on the phone." The old man happily handed the phone back to Jian Heng.

When Jian Heng got the phone back, he heard He Ye say on the other end of the phone: "Old Jane, give him [-] yuan, and ask the old man to write a receipt and press his fingerprint!"

When Jian Heng heard it, he couldn't understand that He Ye was going to clean up the people here, so he chuckled, turned his phone to the side, and originally wanted to say that he would solve the matter, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that he was actually in his hometown. There is no foundation at all, and no one can be found to solve the problem, so I have to groan twice in embarrassment.

After chatting with He Ye for a few words, when Jian Heng turned back, he heard the crowd around him starting to discuss.

"This old thing was really released today, and I got 5 yuan by bumping it."

Someone in the crowd was sober: "Fifty thousand, I don't know if there are life flowers!"

Jian Heng doesn't care about these people's comments. The so-called onlookers, Jian Heng seems to have had the virtue of lip service. He looks like a keyboard man on the Internet. He is invincible when he talks about it, but he is powerless when he does it. He is not sympathetic all day long. This, that is the one who feels sorry for that, once they were asked to testify, many people saw the old man Pengci, but none of them stood up, all of which had nothing to do with it, and hung up high.

Turning to the car, avoiding people's sight, Jian Heng stretched out his hand to touch it, only to realize that he didn't have 5 yuan in his space, and what he had was either dollars or euros, or it was from Lynch and his gang. After thinking about the looted gold, he simply took out a stack of green notes.

Holding the [-] dollar knife, Jian Heng came to the old man and shook the money in front of the old man: "Without RMB, can a dollar knife work?"

The old man had never seen a beautiful knife before. After taking a look, he shook his head and said, "I don't want foreign money!"

At this time, the middle-aged man on the Poussin who was following Jian Heng's car shouted loudly: "Old man, you are so stupid, this is US dollars, one dollar can be exchanged for six dollars, it's as fast as seven dollars, good luck on the black market It can be exchanged for seven dollars and five."

The old man was not in a hurry, but this one followed suit.

When the memorizing crowd heard about the wad of dollars, they couldn't help but took two steps forward. Most of these people had never seen what a dollar looked like, so they naturally had a kind of curiosity.

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the old man turned his eyes to the traffic policeman with a bad temper, took the money, and said, "Six...comrade traffic policeman, can you help me see if it's fake?"

The good-natured traffic policeman wanted to reach out his hand to stop his companion, but he stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it. His eyes turned to Jian Heng, and he smiled awkwardly.

Jian Heng shifted his gaze to the traffic policeman who came over, and saw that this person took the money, touched it with his hand and said, "Really!"

With just one sentence, the old man's face suddenly flushed.

"Write a receipt and put your fingerprint on it!" Jian Heng grabbed the money back and said to the old man.

The old man didn't care about other things at this time, he just nodded and said, "I'll write, I'll write!"

After speaking, he directly took out the paper and pen from his pocket. From this posture, he knew that the old man was a professional. Not only did he have paper and pen, but the old man also returned ink pad. After finishing writing, he quickly pressed a handprint, and then Handed the paper to Jian Heng's hands.

"Boss, do you think it's okay?"

Jian Heng saw the old man smiling at Mimi, and suddenly four words popped into his mind: I don't know how to live or die!
Looking at the words on the paper, Jian Heng found that the old man's handwriting was pretty good, neat and unusual, meaning that Jian Heng had received [-] dollars in compensation for bumping into someone.

Seeing this, he checked the format again, Jian Heng put the paper in his pocket, and then threw the money in his hand to the old man.

After receiving the money, the old man swiftly pulled his legs out from under the wheel.

Immediately, someone in the crowd of onlookers said: "I am an ancestor, I would have done it if I knew it!"

Jian Heng listened and glanced at him: "Come and see if I dare to run over you!"

After speaking, he glanced at the people around him, and all of them shut their mouths immediately.

Now Jian Heng can be regarded as angry with the 'old family'.

(End of this chapter)