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Chapter 669 Let's Discuss Compensation!

Meng Ruoqing subconsciously covered her eyes, it was too violent, she couldn't bear to look at it, what should I do?
The battle on Ji Ting's side was over. The Wei family compound was completely lit up. Everyone in the Wei family held up their torches and surrounded those people who came to make trouble. Meng Ruoqing carefully observed the few people with bruised noses and swollen faces. .

Some of them are not unfamiliar at all, they are the Hu family from the next village who were kicked out of Weijiazhuang two days ago, and Zhen'er's father is among them.

"You are so courageous! How dare you come to my house to destroy it!" Wei Mingyu looked at the wall that had been destroyed again, feeling very distressed!A literati actually lifted his foot and kicked someone in the face.

A shoehorn mark was left on the man's bruised face. He fell to the ground and howled in pain. His voice sounded very miserable, but with the black shoehorn mark, But it's funny no matter how you look at it.

Meng Ruoqing couldn't help laughing out loud. After Ji Ting taught her a lesson, the anger in his heart dissipated. He twisted his neck and said, "Send it to the government!"

"Don't, don't, sir, you have a noble hand, but don't send me to the government. If you want to beat me and punish me, can I admit it all?" Hearing Ji Ting said that they would be sent to the government, Zhen'er said The son is in a hurry.

How could he care if he was beaten black and swollen, he crawled to Ji Ting's side with all his hands and feet, hugged Ji Ting's thigh, and begged bitterly.

What they believe in is that the government office opens to the south, and you don't come in if you have reason or money, so no matter how big things happen, they don't want to involve the government if they can solve them privately.

"Admit the punishment! Okay! How about I discuss the compensation with you?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows, squatted down, and said in a very gentle tone.

Just now this person was just like Yan Luo, and he became so elegant in a blink of an eye. Such a huge change made Zhen'er's father's heart skip a beat, but when he thought of the consequences of his refusal, he still nodded reluctantly: "Yes yes yes , accept the punishment, you say, you say, how to punish me!"

"You ruined my materials, you paid for my batch of materials and labor costs, and you delayed my work for a day. You should pay for the lost work, right?" Ji Ting squeezed Zhen'er with one hand. With a meaningful smile on Dad's face, he said slowly.

"Then tell me." Upon hearing Ji Ting's words, Zhen'er's father's face collapsed, but would he dare to refuse?Not daring to refuse at all, he could only nod heavily with tears in his eyes.

"The cost of this batch of materials is 100 taels, one day's labor is five taels, and one day's lost work fee is five taels. The total is 110 taels." Ji Ting said to Zhen'er's father while doing the calculations.

"110 taels! It's easy to talk about." Upon hearing this number, Zhen'er's father breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he actually had the illusion that he would survive the catastrophe.

"I haven't finished talking yet, what are you talking about! What are you talking about!" Ji Ting slapped Zhen'er's father on the forehead angrily when he heard Zhen'er's father speak.

Zhen'er's father was caught off guard by being photographed, he subconsciously protected his head, screamed, and said: "Master, sir, I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to intervene anymore, you say, you Say."

"The lost work fee I mentioned is the lost work fee of the craftsmen, and I haven't mentioned my lost work fee yet!" Ji Ting said with a sidelong glance at Zhen'er's father.

Zhen'er's father looked at Ji Ting hesitantly, seeing that Ji Ting hadn't said anything, he didn't know whether he should speak or not!

"I told you to talk, why didn't you say anything?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Ting was unhappy, and he slapped Zhen'er's father on the forehead again, and said angrily.

"Say, talk! Grandpa, do you think I should pay you how much lost wages you think is appropriate?" Zhen'er's father felt that he was about to cry. He is a big man who is running around all over the country and is here to be a dog for others. , Tell it, who will believe it!
"After all, I'm different from others. Tell me, I won't ask you how much you want. Just give me 200 taels, and 300 taels will be enough." Ji Ting is not short of money, but he can make things difficult for Zhen'er's father. very happy.

"Grandpa, hold your hands high and give me a way to survive." Upon hearing the price offered by Ji Ting, Zhen'er's father's face collapsed even more. 100 taels was okay, but now they suddenly took out 300 taels. It's going to be a hard life!

"Are you dissatisfied?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhen'er's father very dissatisfied, and raised his tone slightly.

This slightly rising tone made Zhen'er's father feel chills on the back of his neck. He looked at Ji Ting's face, and his face turned pale. He hurriedly waved his hands: "It's good, That's fine, so be it."

"Well, you're very good, young man!" Ji Ting's brows finally loosened upon receiving Zhen'er's father's answer, he nodded in satisfaction, and finally stood up.

He stretched, pulled his feet out of Zhen'er's father's arms, moved his ankles, and was about to walk to the side.

But Zhen'er's father really hated Ji Ting's legs, and when he lifted his feet, Zhen'er's father thought he was going to kick him, and subconsciously blocked himself with both hands.

"What are you doing!" Ji Ting looked at Zhen'er's father's movements, and looked at Zhen'er's father inexplicably, and Zhen'er's father looked at his subconscious movements, with tears streaming down his face.

"No, it's nothing!" Although he had already lost face, he still wanted to save face for the last time. Tears streamed down his face, but he forced a smile on his face.

"Well, it's fine." Ji Ting waved his hand, and then someone broke a chair and put it behind Ji Ting. Ji Ting sat on the chair as good as he could.

Seeing Ji Ting's calm expression, Zhen'er's father thought that Ji Ting was going to let him go, and Zhen'er's father stood up and wanted to run away.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard Ji Ting yell: "Then who, what are you going to do!"

"Didn't you let me go?" Zhen'er's father stopped suddenly. He turned around in fear, looked at Ji Ting, and asked timidly.

"Did I say I want you to go?" Ji Ting put his right foot on his left leg domineeringly, shaking it non-stop, as if he looked like a gangster.

"Master, is there anything else I can do for you?" Zhen'er's father leaned on Ji Ting's leg like a dog, and asked obediently while helping Ji Ting tap his thigh.

Looking at the man's well-behaved appearance, how can he still have the style of a gangster!
(End of this chapter)